Mischief Vampire Highness

Chapter 116 Playing with things and gambling: VIP seats
I am only 1.6 meters tall, and the top adults in these two schools are all like international models, a full head taller than me.

And... everyone knows that they are tit-for-tat rivals, and it's really funny for me to walk among them like this.

Two pairs of beautiful legs that "walk in unison" are forward, and I am hesitant to talk about something.

But the three of them walked all the way to the school cafeteria and no one said anything.

The academy of Emperor Style is luxury, the discount restaurant is the canteen, and through the spiral staircase, the second floor is the VIP seating, which is no different from the five-star hotel outside, and the waiters are all specially trained.

In front of the elegant and luxurious dining seat, the crystal lamp was as white as new. Meng Chike walked to the corner next to the floor-to-ceiling windows and sat down gracefully.

Ji Mingxuan walked to the corner diagonal to Meng Chike and sat down, like a square, I was in the middle, in a dilemma, so I simply sat down on the middle seat of the entire restaurant.

"Student, what do you need?" I lay down on the clean dining table angrily, and the polite greeting of the beautiful waitress came to mind above me.

"Help me call the two of them over here." It's not peaceful to have a meal.

"But..." The beautiful waiter was a little embarrassed.

"Then give me a glass of plain water, I have no money to pay for it."

2 minutes later……

"Excuse me, what do you want to order?" I said that I had no money to pay the bill and I was immersed in thinking about Han Xiaoluo. Only two voices of someone pulling out the chair broke my thoughts.

The waiter looked helplessly at the three of us with a strange atmosphere and asked for the order with the standard of international service.

"spaghetti!"

"spaghetti!"

The two "spaghetti" collided from the air, Meng Chike and Ji Mingxuan stared at each other fiercely, and even the waiter fell into embarrassment.

"Those three spaghetti are ready." I put down the menu with a smirk and threw it to the waiter.

The waiter left, I thought of something, and caught up with the first few steps from my seat:
"And an iced coffee."

"Okay!" The waiter left, and the two guys who looked at each other coldly looked at me suspiciously.

"What are you looking at, close your eyes." I had no choice but to sit down between them facing each other, lying on the table, my eyes were on the little chrysanthemum that was about to wither in the middle of the table.

What to do, investigate the case, I am not a policeman, and... homicide, the thought of the dead makes my heart shudder.

"What are you thinking about?" A bad hand suddenly appeared in front of me, blocking my sight.

(End of this chapter)