Chapter 250: A Storm Caused by a Ring (3)
Ji Qian, Zhang Tiantian, and Concubine Bai came in first, and then it was Huang Xi who had only met in the morning.
She is super beautiful, after entering the door, she glanced at Wan Zhiwei and stayed on Wan Zhiwei for a moment before leaving. Ji Qian and the others also chose the same as Yun Moyu, sitting in the hall to eat, with only one table separated by people on both sides.
Yun Moyu remembered that once at dinner, she came over several mΔi nΗ to talk to Wan Zhiwei, and he also interacted with them. looked at it without a trace, and found that Wan Zhiwei had never looked at Ji Qian's table, so many big mΔi nΗ and little beauties, he was really not interested?
Ji Qian and Yun Moyu met their eyes, smiled slightly and waved their hands, Yun Moyu raised the corner of her mouth on the right side, and she responded, and then she didn't pay attention to them anymore.
"Where's the biscuits?" Wan Zhiwei sandwiched a piece of fish meat and put it in the Yun Mo rain bowl.
She took a bite before she lowered her head and took out the delicate packaging from her bag: "If you don't say it, I'll forget?" β
Wan Zhiwei, who wanted to take it, was very happy, but Yun Moyu stretched out his white palm, not understanding what she meant, Wan Zhiwei simply held the soft and boneless Qianqianyu hand.
Rolling her eyes, Yun Moyu simply shook off her hand and stretched out again: "One hundred!" β
"Wow," Wan Zhiwei smiled: "What kind of biscuits are so expensive, I have to eat them well, save them." β
It was as if he paid the money with one hand and delivered the goods with the other, but Wan Zhiwei gave a wallet, he thought that this girl must be short of money, otherwise she would not have made biscuits to sell. He was wrong, the cookie was made for him. Yun Moyu opened her wallet, took out one of it and put it in her bag, her movements were skillful and fast, not like the first time.
"The ...... of a Poor Family's Children"
"Wearing a dragon robe doesn't look like an emperor."
"Like a eunuch?" The person who said this pursed his lips and lowered his voice again: "It's like ......"
Wan Zhiwei has practiced his skills, his ears and eyes are clear, and the arrogant words of the people at the table next to him are all in his ears. If it was before, he would not hesitate to get up and vent for Yun Moyu, but for a while, he loved Yun Moyu miserably, and he cared very much about her thoughts and attitudes, so he looked at the expression on her face sharply.
Unexpectedly, Yun Moyu picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in Wan Zhiwei's bowl: "It's yours after all, it's yours, it's not yours if you want to break your head every day." β
I don't understand what she is hinting at, as if it is something that these girls care about, she is not rare at all.
With a cool smile, Wan Zhiwei opened his mouth unashamedly: "Yes, someone's hair is going to be white, Yun Meiren, don't you know that your will is as deep as the sea now?" β
"you! Flatter yourself. β
"As the president of a company, I lead a lot of people, and I can be regarded as a son of heaven and a courtier?"
"What the emperor owns is a country, you! At the most...... . β
Haha smiled: "This palace needs a personal maid, one hundred a day, I don't know if Yun Meiren is willing?" β
These words were said with a voice, but they were domineering, and they had the posture of the main position of the palace, and Yun Moyu laughed at it. Wan Zhiwei saw that she was happy, and he also laughed, and gently handed over the cup, and it was almost smooth.
"I ...... If I were the female emperor, I would definitely crown you as a concubine, and I would love you for a lifetime. β
"Thank you, Lord Longen," Wan Zhiwei saw that his face was red when he saw the laughter, and he quickly ended this interesting topic, waved his hand to call the fΓΊ ΓΉ member, and ordered another bottle of orange juice.
Seeing that the other table was full of people, envy, jealousy and hatred......
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