Beautiful Sweetheart

Ningji doesn't know what's in the brain of mikhok, but he is very sure that at least one main nerve is missing. Otherwise, how could this IQ be so bad?

"Dear Mr. Hao Jian, can I call you uncle Jian like Mr. Ning Ji?" Mikhok looks at Jianshu with adoration. Ning Ji has already experienced this kind of look before, but it's not so strange.

But Ning Ji is from here. Uncle Jian is not him. He has never been treated like this. It's like those sticks killing Matt stars. There are a bunch of brain powder worshiping there.

Uncle Jian doesn't adapt to the eccentric personality of mikhok. Ning Ji has never seen uncle Jian so embarrassed. He can't help laughing. It turns out that all cheeky people like Uncle Jian have such a day. It's true that one thing comes down to another.

"Yes, yes. What's your name Uncle Jian didn't remember the name of mihok.

"Mikhok, uncle Jian, you are entering menopause ahead of time. Your memory is not very good." Ning Ji doesn't forget to add oil and vinegar on one side. There are not many opportunities to take advantage of Jianshu.

"Waiter, give me your most expensive dishes and a bottle of the most expensive wine." Uncle Jian didn't reply, but he yelled at the waiter very directly.

This time, Ning Ji's face turns black directly. He has never seen such a shameless man as Uncle Jian. He is as small-minded as a woman. After saying this, he begins to take revenge.

"Son of a bitch, now advocate not to waste, order so much of what you eat." Qian Ningji doesn't care about this, but he's just so upset. Uncle Jian is really a loser.

"If I can't eat it, can I pack it and go home to eat?" Uncle Jian is determined to take revenge on Ning Ji.

"All right, that's what you say." Ning Ji sighs a long time. On the shameless Road, he still has a long way to go.

Looking at Ningji so shriveled, mihok is more worship Jianshu, unexpectedly can let Ningji so helpless, that must be an extraordinary figure, at least mihok thinks so.

"Well, Mr. MI, don't pay any attention to this boy. Try the instant boiled mutton. It's a compliment." Jianshu directly ignores Ning Ji's helpless expression.

Mikhok nodded and rinsed a slice of mutton in the way that uncle Jian taught him. However, when he put the meat on his nose, he was shocked.

"My God, it's too strong for me to swallow." It seems that mihok has never tasted mutton with such a strong smell.

Ningji smiles and explains, "it's the flavor that makes it authentic. Mr. mihok, dip it in sesame sauce and then eat it."

It's obvious that mikhok can't bear such a heavy smell, but what Ning Ji said doesn't look like a liar at all. Moreover, uncle Jianshu's self-care and big mouth started, which strengthened his determination to try something new.

As if taking poison, mikhok put mutton slices with sesame paste in his mouth. Then, mihok frowned slightly, then suddenly showed a trace of excitement.

"My God, the taste is incredible. Huaxia is really a magical country. It can make such hard to swallow meat so delicious. It must be a sauce that God can enjoy." Mikhail's expression can't be described as ordinary surprise.

"That is, there are many magical things in China. If you have a chance, I'll show you." Ning Ji suddenly has a sense of pride as an owner. It's so happy to be a Chinese.

"That's great, dear Mr. Ningji, you are really the guest of my life." Mihok was almost ready to pray.

However, Ningji just thought of this problem, and mihok actually put his fingers together, and then began to pray: "Almighty God, thank you for giving me such a wonderful and delicious lunch."

Ning Ji almost vomited blood. Where is NIMA given by God? Is Lao Tzu the last one to pay for it?

Next, there was a storm. Uncle Jian was like a wolf who had been hungry for several days. When he saw the meat, his eyes began to shine.

Although mikhok is so handsome and elegant, he has no trace of elegance when eating. His eating is comparable to that of Uncle Jian.

Looking at people eating so crazy, Ning Ji's appetite also increased greatly. At last, it seemed impossible to finish a large table of dishes, which were really put into the stomach of three people.

Even the boss of the shop was scared, which was more terrible than the brothers of migrant workers who had not had enough for several days.

Finally, three people out of the hotel, even walking is becoming a very difficult thing, it is a difficult, every belch, as if to spit things out.

Some people begin to think about lust when they are full of wine and food, while some people, such as Ning Ji, want to sleep when they are full. This is a state in which all the blood is supplied to the stomach for digestion, and the brain begins to lack oxygen, commonly known as satiety paralysis.After saying goodbye to Jianshu and mihok, Ning Ji didn't know what he was thinking, so he went to Peihan's suite. Maybe subconsciously, taking a nap here is more comfortable than sleeping at home.

Peihan was very surprised by Ning Ji's sudden visit. After smelling Ning Ji's strong hot pot flavor, it was even more unexpected and incomparable.

Because people in the upper class don't like to eat Shabu Shabu. In Peihan's eyes, Ning Ji is a person in the upper class. How can he taste like hot pot.

"Mr. Ningji, you have a strong taste." But Peihan doesn't seem to reject the taste of Ning Ji at all.

"Well? I'm sorry. I went to eat instant boiled meat with two friends just now. It made me feel like I'm polluting the air here. " Ning Ji scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"It doesn't matter. In fact, I like hot pot, but no one will go with me." Peihan poured a cup of honey water for Ning Ji, because she smelled a smell of wine from Ning Ji's mouth.

"Oh? If a beautiful woman like you wants to find someone to accompany you to a hot pot, it's just a matter of lifting a finger. " Ning Ji is surprised that Peihan has no one to accompany him? Who will believe it.

Peihan just smiles, but doesn't answer. It seems that the days of beauty are not as bright as those of outsiders.

"Thank you for the honey water. I want to drink this." A mouthful of honey water belly, Ningji feel wine also disappeared a lot.

"You're welcome. I haven't really appreciated Mr. Ning Ji's valuable gift. A cup of honey water is nothing." Peihan replied with a smile.

However, Ning Ji sighed inexplicably. This day is what a man should enjoy after he comes home, instead of facing a cold face and moody.

Every time I think of it, Ning Ji will feel that his life is a tea table, and he is the cup set on it.

"Why does Mr. Ningji sigh?" Peihan is a smart woman, can hear Ning Ji this sigh mixed with a touch of sadness, and in Peihan's view, Ning Ji should be a very optimistic man.

"It's nothing. I just want to borrow a place to have a good nap today. I don't think I'm disturbing you." Ning Ji smiles to cover up the inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Peihan shakes his head. It seems that there are few visitors to Peihan, which is beyond Ning Ji's expectation.

At this time, Ning Ji suddenly wanted to smoke, but felt his pocket, but suddenly remembered that the cigarette box had fallen in the hotel.

Pei Han smiles and gets up to give Ning Ji a box of cigarettes that should be very expensive. It seems like he has a mind reading skill. Pei Han can always guess what Ning Ji is thinking.

even more overwhelmed by an unexpected favour. Pei Han also personally gave Ningji a point of such distance that he could almost smell the fragrance of Pei's body. The very natural fragrance was not the smell of perfume, but the smell of body.

Are beauties born with their own body fragrance? This smell is on Lin Wei and them. Ning Ji has also smelled it. This taste, let Ningji some intoxicated, after eating with such a woman, is so comfortable.

This is the life Ning Ji yearns for in his heart. In every peaceful afternoon, he can make a cup of tea, light a cigarette, find a book in front of the French window to cultivate his sentiment, and then have a gentle woman like Peihan to accompany him.

"If any man can marry you in the future, it's a blessing he got in his last life." Ning Ji sighs sincerely.

"Mr. Ningji, you are making fun of me again." Peihan replied.

Ning Ji shook his head firmly and said: "how can I tease you? This is my heart. A gentle woman like you is the most ideal partner choice, unless you are pretending these things now."

Pei Han laughed, but then he was sad and stopped talking.

When Ning Ji sees Peihan's expression, he suddenly thinks of Peihan's identity in his heart. He secretly blames that he doesn't speak through his brain. He blames that he has too much lunch and his brain has gone to sleep.

"I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing." Ning Ji immediately apologized.

"It doesn't matter. Women like me never dare to expect to have their own life. My life belongs to the prince." When Peihan said this, there was a sense of giving up resistance.

"No, your life is your own, your life is also your own, not Sun Hong's." Peihan's identity is not much different from Murong Xue's, but her reputation is not as bad as Murong Xue's. It's just that Ning Ji doesn't know whether she has been used by Sun Hong as a social flower.

It is because of Murong Xue's life experience that Ning Ji has some feelings for Peihan that should not exist.

"Thank you, Mr. Ningji. Your clothes smell very strong. Why don't you change them and let me take them to the wash." Peihan digs off the topic and obviously doesn't want to stay on this topic.

Ning Ji also nodded wisely. He was more or less moved in his heart. Women who didn't communicate with each other could do so. Even if they might have some ulterior motives, they at least did it.But as for Xuanxuan at home, Ning Ji was a little sad at the thought, let alone concerned. He seldom gave Ning Ji a good look.

Ning Ji suddenly a little confused, always feel that he is living in a dream, everything in the dream and reality are diametrically opposite.

"Mr. Ningji?" Pei Han sees Ning Ji suddenly start to stay, can't help but cry.

Ning Ji just came back to his senses and laughed awkwardly. Recently, he was really sentimental. He didn't know why. He always felt that everything around him was so false and untrue, just like standing in a mystery.

Ning Ji took back his thoughts, then went to the guest room and put on his pajamas. Then he said to Peihan, "it's hard for miss Peihan. I'll sleep here for a while and then go."

Pei Han nodded and said, "it doesn't matter. Mr. Ning Ji can come whenever he wants. I'm your assistant and should meet all your requirements."

Ning Ji swallows his saliva, and his eyes fall on Peihan's concave convex body again, meeting all the requirements. There are too many places to make Ning Ji fantasize.

But Ning Ji can only think about it. Peihan can't touch it, or God knows what will happen.

After Peihan left, Ning Ji fell on the bed. Although it was only the bed of the hotel, there were many strangers lying on it, Ning Ji felt very comfortable, which was the comfort in his heart.

"Damn it, I'm still an ordinary man. I'm full of wine and food and I think about lust." Ning Ji sighed, if only a woman could sleep with him now.

Although there is Peihan who is quite good in all aspects, Ning Ji does not have the courage even if he has the color heart.

It is a matter of principle that some women can touch and some women cannot.

In other words, we should go to haoxianglai to have a look. After such a long time, sister Qi should come back. Otherwise, where can she go?

Ning Ji is determined to go to haoxianglai tomorrow. Liang Mengqi has disappeared for a long time.

Then, Ning Ji went to sleep. After eating enough, he went to sleep with a hint of wine. It was also a kind of life enjoyment.

Just this kind of life enjoyment, Ning Ji himself does not know how long it can last.

I always feel that a storm is coming.