He Peiyuan declined to comment.

Yang Jingxing continued: "The Tiaotou cake is from another store, over there at the French Consulate. I tried some and it was delicious."

He Peiyuan exposed it: "Qi Qingnuo only gained weight after being with you."

Yang Jingxing didn't seem to know how to deal with it.

He Peiyuan also added: "Now I have lost weight again."

Yang Jingxing made an aggrieved expression: "If you have also gained weight, it is probably because of me. You can verify it."

"I don't know how!" He Peiyuan means: "It's a beautiful idea."

Yang Jingxing: "It will definitely not happen today."

He Peiyuan seemed to identify the road section: "It's just after crossing Jiangsu Road. It should be on the opposite side."

Yang Jingxing nodded: "Turn around after passing by. Ask Pianpian if it's convenient to park?"

"It's not bad." He Peiyuan said unconcernedly: "See for yourself." However, she still focused on the left window.

Yang Jingxing was worried: "It won't be really delicious, compared to the tribute I carefully prepared."

He Peiyuan sneered in her nose...

The place is not difficult to find, and considering such a fundamental matter as filling one's belly, the queen and her subjects can still cooperate well. The restaurant has a dedicated parking space, which is very convenient. Yang Jingxing acted quickly, parked the car, and ducked down to open the back door: "Queen

please."

He Peiyuan didn't give any face, opened the door from the right and went out, then turned back and gave the driver a provocative look.

The restaurant environment is indeed elegant, with a slight Zen feel, and the software and hardware are well matched. The waiter's temperament is different from other restaurants. There is no lobby or anything, and it is not a very private private room, but it has the same attitude towards guests who have not made a reservation.

Highly recommend them all.

He Peiyuan lost her composure, and her ears pricked up as she walked further in. Because the flute solo was good, she was willing to ask: "I didn't hear who it was...what about you?"

Yang Jingxing also shook his head. It probably didn't belong to a few famous people. The recording effect should be from recent years.

He Peiyuan is also considered a semi-professional: "The speakers are very good."

The waiter smiled: "You can tell me what kind of music you like, miss. But there is only Chinese music, you can choose it yourself."

He Peiyuan didn't care: "No need..."

The atmosphere is still there, mainly quiet and elegant. He Peiyuan said that she was not disappointed, and her expression was not ugly after sitting face to face with the gangster. The set meal for three hundred, six hundred or eight hundred, He Peiyuan did not even think about it: "You want eight hundred

A hundred, right?"

Yang Jingxing: "Thank you for the reward."

He Peiyuan pouted, wondering if she was really afraid of gaining weight. After asking, she ordered the cheapest one. She seemed to feel uncomfortable arguing in this environment, so He Peiyuan didn't say anything to the scoundrel who accompanied her to wash hands with a shy face.
Chapter completed!