047 Let's only eat

I shook my head and woke up: "Mr. Pu? ”

"Hmm. Baidu search to Li.com" He was still laughing: "Awake? ”

"Is there anything wrong with you?" I decided to selectively ignore that sentence.

"Just wanted to explain to you about the phone." His tone turned calm: "It was picked by my assistant, I haven't looked at the bill, and I haven't seen the physical thing." Sorry to scare you. ”

"It's okay." I've already rejected it anyway.

"But ......," he laughed again, "I just want to soak you." ”

I couldn't answer.

"I thought you knew it." He said, "Since it's not clear, then you should seriously think about it." ”

It seems that I need to make it clear: "Mr. Pu, I don't understand what you mean. ”

His tone was serious again: "It's literal." ”

"May I ask why?"

If he says it's because I'm young and pretty, then I can conclude that he's tired. Because I know very well how much my youth and beauty are worth in the eyes of such people.

However, his voice sounded dazed: "No why. ”

"I just put you in the hospital not long ago."

"Yes." "That's why I think you're funny, at least brave," he said. ”

"Sounds fake...... "It's better to be young and pretty."

He laughed: "Little girl, this is a matter of feeling, and there is no reason and no reason is needed. ”

"Okay."

He made a skeptical voice: "Is this going to be agreed?" ”

"Nope."

"Okay." He wasn't disappointed either, and just asked, "So how about coming with me to Mannheim this Sunday?" ”

"Not good."

"Don't worry." He said, "We only eat, not stay overnight." ”

"Need to make a special trip to Mannheim for dinner?"

"That's three Michelin stars." He smiled: "I went to two stars last time, and it tastes good, right?" ”

"Hmm."

"Samsung would be better." "Fly to Mannheim in the morning, come back in the afternoon, and leave after dinner," he said. If you don't feel at ease, I'll ask Miss Luo to send you a gun tomorrow. ”

"But can I not go?" The food was tempting, but I really didn't want to have anything to do with it.

"Yes." As soon as I breathed a sigh of relief, I heard him say again: "By the way, you can't put so many chili peppers in fried kung pao chicken." ”

Damn!

"How do you know this!"

He didn't answer, only smiled: "Do you want to go to Mannheim?" ”

After hanging up the phone, I searched my house carefully to make sure I didn't miss a corner, but I couldn't find any equipment such as pinhole cameras.

So it's outside?

After all, I had only moved in for a short time, and I didn't know my neighbors well, so I couldn't see which one had changed, so I had to tighten the anti-theft curtains to find peace of mind.

Since Pu Lan knows about Kung Pao Chicken, she also knows that I change my clothes and take a shower or something. So I agreed to go to Mannheim with him, and put a few condoms in my bag before leaving, preparing to save my life in case I met a strong man.

On Sunday morning, Pu Lan came to pick me up at seven o'clock, and it snowed heavily during the night, and now it is still dark, and it is freezing for headaches.

I was sleepy in the car, but I didn't feel like I could sleep, so I woke up and when I arrived in Mannheim, it was almost noon.

The exterior of the restaurant is a rectangular building, with dark walls and closed doors, which at first glance look like an abandoned factory. The interior is not luxurious, with only a few tables and trophies at the door.

Just like last time, this place is by reservation only.

Now the whole restaurant is empty, and we are drinking while we wait for the food. Pu Lan didn't speak, but he kept looking at me and laughing, which made me feel uncomfortable, so I had to ask, "Don't you want to talk about something?" ”

He smiled and shook his head, "I'm watching you." ”

"Observe me what?"

He didn't speak, but he still stared at me.

I was furious when he looked at me: "Mr. Pu, please have something to say." ”

"I'm just curious about where you come from." He played with his wine glass and said with a smile: "You walk and dine as if you have learned it specially, but how can a famous family do such a thing for money?" ”

He's talking about me selling my body to accompany him.

I couldn't help laughing: "Of course the famous family won't, but the poor ghost will." ”

"Pilots aren't paid low, are they?"

"It's stressful after all." He's really been investigating me quietly, so does he know that my husband's name is Fanyin?

He nodded: "Then you should put the phone away." ”

"Don't, it's natural to collect money to do things, and if you don't do things, you can't collect money indiscriminately."

He laughed, "How much did you charge that day?" ”

I knew it was a joke and said, "Two thousand." ”

His eyes widened: "I'm worth two thousand yuan?" ”

"Anyway, the price is 2,000 yuan, and it is before tax. And it's not that you're worth 2,000 yuan, it's that you're worth 2,000 yuan. ”

"Oh!" He rolled his eyes and covered his heart: "It's really ten thousand arrows piercing the heart!" ”

Now that we've talked about that, I took out the money I had prepared and pushed it towards him.

He didn't answer and asked, "Do what?" ”

"Last time I was sick, Miss Pu paid for me to be hospitalized." I hope that giving money can distance me: "This is the hospitalization fee, I want to ask you to transfer it." ”

"Take it back." He pushed the money back: "I paid the money, if you want to pay it back, sell me for twenty years first." ”

I hurriedly said, "Then forget it!" ”

Frankly, I didn't see the difference between two-star and three-star because they were delicious. During this period, Pu Lan explained to me the ingredients of each dish, and the chef also came to talk to him for a while.

After a full meal, Pu Lan looked at her watch and asked, "Where do you want to go next?" ”

"Didn't you say it's better to only eat?"

"Gotta eat." He beckoned the waiter to take the bill and asked, "Shall we go for some afternoon tea?" ”

"Eat again?"

He smiled lewdly: "It's okay to go take a nap first." ”

"Didn't you say you only ate and didn't stay overnight?" I said, "Men have to keep their word!" ”

"That's right, but it's noon." He made a straight face: "Afternoon tea or hotel, you choose." ”

"Eat ice cream."

Pu Lan found a beautiful afternoon tea shop, and we sat by the window, and the children outside the window were building snowmen.

After eating ice cream, coffee, and cake, Pu Lan asked me if I wanted to have dinner or go to the hotel, and I chose dinner.

Dinner was a traditional German meal, a little beer, and when I came out, the snow had stopped, and the night was dark outside the window.

The day was so gluttonous that I couldn't walk, but Pu Lan still asked, "How about going to a movie?" ”

"No, it's already dark, I'm going home."

"But now I can't drive, I smell alcohol." He spread his hands: "Or do you drive?" The gas money is mine. ”

"Who is responsible for the traffic police fine?"

"Yours."

"Mr. Pu!" I said, "When you asked me out, you said you would come back after one meal, and now you've eaten three meals!" ”

He crossed his arms around his chest: "Then how do you want to go back?" ”

"By train."

He stiffened his face: "Tomorrow morning the newspaper headline, we were strangled by steel wire on the train." ”

"Why was I strangled too?"

"People think you're my **, kill people." He couldn't help laughing: "To go to the movies, I can charter the venue and watch whatever film I want." ”

"Don't." If you have a brain, you will stay alone with him in the dark movie theater: "Let's walk around here." ”

"It's cold." He craned his neck: "You don't talk to me either." ”

"I'll talk." I asked, "Why did you pick the lock?" ”

"When I was down, I relied on this craft to make a few years of food."

"When have you ever fallen down?"

"More than fifty years ago." He said as he shook my hand.

I hurriedly went to break it, but he inserted his finger into the gap between my fingers, looking indifferent: "In fact, the principle of machinery is similar, and if you can repair the car, you will unlock it." ”

"Then I can also repair the car, why can't I unlock it?" I continued to break.

"You're stupid." He slipped my hand into his coat pocket.

"Mr. Pu......"

"Huh?" He looked at it a little harshly.

I was a little nervous: "Can you give me my hand back?" ”

"It's inconvenient." He squeezed my hand and said, "I'll play for a while." ”

All right.

We've walked two blocks now, it's Christmas, and the lights are all on the streets.

Pu Lan asked, "Do you have Christmas?" ”

"Still."

"New Year?"

Didn't he look into my background? I was dissatisfied: "Didn't you knowingly ask?" ”

He laughed: "I haven't been back either, let's come and eat together then, my second sister and Mr. Fan are also there." ”

I couldn't help but be stunned: "You ......"

I wanted to ask him if he knew that Fanyin was my husband's business, but his feet suddenly slipped and his body fell back sharply. At this critical moment, someone put his arm around my waist and was able to hold me up.

I couldn't stand on my feet, so I quickly hugged his neck. There was a sudden soft touch on my lips, and I wanted to turn my head, but the back of my head was held down, and I wanted to push him, but my wrist was grabbed.

He relented, his forehead still against mine, squinting a little dangerously: "Is there such an accident?" ”

"You said yes!"

"yes, not overnight." He said, "But I'm soaking you." Don't let you touch it, kiss it a few times, right? ”

Apparently he wanted to get over, but I was so caught up that I had to shrink my jaw as much as I could, delaying the time he kissed. While struggling, a bright light suddenly shone through, this is the sidewalk, there will be no cars at all. I couldn't help but squint to see the logo of the flying goddess at the front of the car sparkling in the lights.

I was stunned, and a wet touch came. I glanced at the license plate number, closed my eyes, hugged Pu Lan's neck, and let the tip of his tongue skim in, and the unfamiliar touch couldn't help but make my hair stand on end.

Suddenly, I heard a woman's voice: "Pulan? ”

Pu Lan was relieved and turned her head to look over.

I hung my head, but I could see that side with my peripheral vision. It's a coincidence that it's a lot of sound and grapes, and it's just a matter of being in the city last time, but you can actually meet it in Mannheim!

Pu Lan let go of the arm holding me, but still held my hand, turned to look at Pu Zhu, and said in a somewhat strange tone: "Second sister, what a coincidence, I met you again." ”

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