Murong Shaoqi stretched out his hand and put it on Yun Zhiyuan's shoulder, "Brother Zhiyuan, look over there, the little girl who is looking at me has a round face, clear eyebrows, how cute, it seems that she likes me." ”

Yun Zhiyuan glanced in the direction he said, not only the round-faced little girl, but also the three people at the table.

"Shaoqi, your mind is all on women and wine, no wonder Mrs. Murong wants to beat you when she sees your own son."

Murong Shaoqi said with a smile: "People are not romantic teenagers, have you heard of it?" ”

Yun Zhiyuan brushed away the hand he was putting on his shoulder, "I only know that there is a knife on the head of the color word." ”

"The knife is the knife, and the peony flower is also a ghost and a ghost." Murong Shaoqi looked at the round-faced girl at the table again.

Yun Zhiyuan shook his head, ignored him, and followed the shopkeeper to the last private room, but unexpectedly there were guests inside.

Murong Shaoqi was unhappy on the spot, "Shopkeeper, what do you mean by this, let me share the table with the young master of the city?" "If you spread it, you will be laughed to death.

"This ...... No, no, it's not what you think. ”

Murong Shaoqi sneered coldly, "That's not the case, what is that, you yourself said that the best private room is here, and now there are people inside, is it to let Young Master Ben go to the second-class private room?" The guests inside are more distinguished than me? ”

"No, no, no...... No, the villain doesn't know that there are people inside, and ordinary people are usually not allowed to enter this private room......"

"Okay, don't explain, this meal is not eaten by the young master!" Murong Shaoqi was about to leave, but Yun Zhiyuan stopped him.

"Wait."

Yun Zhiyuan really felt that it was a very humiliating thing to quarrel at the door of the private room where people were eating.

"Shaoqi, this is all a trivial matter, why should you be angry, there is only this larger restaurant nearby, and you are too low-grade to have a roadside stall, so it will be better to change to a private room."

The shopkeeper echoed: "Yes, yes, we still need a lot of private rooms with beautiful environments......"

"It's you, shut up!" Murong Shaoqi shouted in a low voice to the shopkeeper.

Yun Zhiyuan shook his head, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he found a person......

A man who worries him day and night.

"Hatsuha?"

As soon as the painting Zheng picked up the teacup, he looked at the door of the private room, and saw a handsome young man, who touched Hua Chuyun's arm with her elbow, blinked an eye, and quipped: "What about the handsome guy calling you, shouldn't you say a word?" I'm shy. ”

Hua Chuyun reached out and pushed her forehead, "Don't make trouble." ”

I didn't hesitate to drink tea alone, and I didn't care about their topic.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, drinking tea while watching what kind of sparks they could make.

"Are you ......" Hua Chuyun stood up, as if she didn't remember where she had seen Yun Zhiyuan.

"I'm Zhiyuan, the one who fell into the lake with you three years ago and became a soup chicken." Yun Zhiyuan came to her, gesturing to try to evoke her memories of this small period, his face flushed, "At that time, we ...... We also ...... Ahem, do you remember? ”

Hua Zheng couldn't help but roll her eyes, is there any mistake, this handsome guy said something so reverie, and successfully hung her appetite high, but in the end he said such a dull sentence.

I really want to find a brick to kill him.

Hua Chuyun blinked, glanced him up and down, and frowned, "It turned out to be you." ”

Drawing Zheng thought to himself, Chu Yun didn't seem to be interested in him.