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Chapter 27 The Past that Bier Doesn't Want to Touch (1)

Yan Bi'er never expected that Feng Che would bring her to this high-end restaurant for dinner.She was a little mechanical, following behind him.

From entering the door, along the way, except for the waiters, I didn't meet many people, and I directly entered a very elegant and tasteful VIP room.The current catering industry is very good at protecting the privacy of guests. The entrances of a la carte restaurants and VIP-style private rooms are separated, and the treatment and service seem to be of higher grade.

As soon as the two sat down, there were two waitresses with good temperament, with shining eyes, smiling and politely receiving them.From the looks of it, Feng Che should be a frequent visitor here.

Suddenly, when Feng Che was ordering, Yan Bi'er seemed a little embarrassed, she frowned slightly and said, "Can we eat somewhere else?"

"Why? Now that you're here, it's so troublesome to leave. If you want to leave, you have to eat before leaving." He disagreed, and said so after sitting down.

"Oh...then hurry up, just order something casual." There was a trace of disgust in his eyes.

Feng Che caught it!She had a gut feeling that she didn't like it here.exclusion? !Why?A person who often eats instant noodles for three meals, has she ever been to this place?It stands to reason that it is right to be happy.

He put down the menu, stopped ordering for the time being, and asked the waiter to go out first.He poured out a cup of tea, held it up gracefully, leaned against his lips, blew on it, and took another sip.

Yan Bi'er's beautiful phoenix eyes were staring at him without blinking—it seemed like she was performing!Puzzled, he asked, "Why? Don't order food, are you full with tea?"

"Why don't you like it here?" Just ask, curious as hell.

"Huh?...No. How could I not like such an advanced place." Is my expression obvious?Yan Bier twitched the corner of her mouth and gave a false smile.

"Too lame! Like a fool." Feng Che satirized unceremoniously.After a pause, he stood up gracefully, grabbed her little hand and said, "Let's go! If you don't like it, change to another one."

"Switch? Forget it, it's too troublesome. Now that you're here, let's eat. What can I do if I have a meal?" The corners of her mouth curled up slightly as if sarcastically, and there seemed to be a scar in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)