girl appraiser

Chapter 1187 two hundred and five (2)

What did he use to stop them?
"Xiao Tang, I want your shrimp." Duanmu Baolian looked at it, and there was only one shrimp head left in the pot of prawns, all of which were gone.She felt that she didn't eat a few.

That's right, just now when she was busy talking, Feng Tang devoted himself to peeling the prawns, and let him eat all the prawns.

"Oh?" Feng Tang was stunned, looking at the peeled shrimp in his hand, he immediately smiled coyly, and handed it to her, "You don't mind, I'll just give it to you."

"Ha..." Duanmu Baolian really didn't dislike it at all, she immediately took it and ate it in one bite.

"How about another pot of shrimp?" Feng Tang asked.

"Yes!" the fat man hurriedly said, "I haven't even eaten, so it's gone!"

"You gnawed a pot of ribs..." Feng Tang looked at the pile of ribs and bones in front of the fat man, and was speechless.

At this time, Duanmu Baolian had already greeted the waiter, added some food again, and ordered a large cup of corn soup. She shared with Feng Tang and was full. Then, she dragged Feng Tang away.

The fat man got up too, and Shi Shiran followed behind them.

Ximen Mingyue sighed softly, got up, and prepared to go back to her room to sleep.

But at this moment, the waiter came over, blocked his way, and said, "Sir, here is your bill."

The waiter was a little girl with a sweet smile on her face, but Ximen Mingyue was stunned, didn't she say that Feng Tang was the one to treat the guests, why was he the one who paid the bill in the end?That's not enough, Feng Tang and Duanmu Baolian ran away so irresponsibly?

"Hey... Fatty..." Ximen Mingyue couldn't help but shouted at the top of his voice.

However, Fatty Guan didn't know where he went. Ximen Mingyue sighed, touched his pocket, and suddenly he was stunned. His pocket was empty, except for his mobile phone.

Only then did he vaguely remember that, in fact, he didn't have a penny of cash on him - he didn't really like to take these things out, as he hated being cumbersome.

If Yuan Meng didn't force him to bring a mobile phone, he wouldn't even bring it.

"Arrears!" Ximen Mingyue waved her hand and said bluntly.

"Ah..." The waiter was stunned, and then said with a sad face after a while, "Sir, our store has small profits, so we don't owe you any credit!"

Almost every restaurant would say such a sentence when a customer said they owed a debt. Ximen Mingyue scratched her head a little decadently and asked, "How much?"

"Sir, the total is 250 yuan!" The waiter hurriedly handed over the bill again.

"Fuck, I'm a typical two hundred and five?" Ximen Mingyue sat down on the chair, thought about it, and then said, "What's your bank account number, I'll transfer it to you?"

Think about it, call the bank at this point to transfer 250 yuan, I am afraid that the bank staff will scold her, but he really has no money?It suddenly occurred to him that at night he sold those scrapped emerald wool and still had fifty thousand cash, but he had no place to put it, so he stuffed it into Duanmu Baolian's bag.

Now, not only did the little girl not give him the money, but she also cheated him, and just dragged Feng Tang away!

"Damn thousand-year-old zombie, damn Fengtang, and which precious lotus, she deserves to be crushed under the ground by Grandpa Buddha." Ximen Mingyue kept cursing in her heart.

(End of this chapter)