Interstellar Love Story: Young Girl Spirit Hunter

"You don't have to be so polite to me."

Su Qihai stood up and took her hand. He didn't want to loosen it, but took her hand and helped her into the seat.

The waiter immediately handed the menu to her, filled with a smile and said, "Ms. ye, please order."

"Shouldn't the chef leave work? It's so late."

Hua Canling was surprised.

I thought I missed the meal. Now I can only drink afternoon tea.

"No, Sue is always the most senior VIP in our restaurant. It's our honor to stay for dinner. We're on standby 24 hours a day." the waiter smiled and looked respectful, and didn't dare to look down on her eyes.

Joking, even if she dresses like a beggar and Su Qihai eats with her, everyone can't show contempt, ridicule or sarcasm to her.

"Really? Then I'm really lucky to be president su."

Hua Canling is very natural.

As a result, Su Qihai said in a profound way: "if you like, you don't have to stand by, you are lucky."

Break this sentence down, that is, if you marry me, you will be treated like this wherever you go.

It will only be better, not worse.

If the soul of the original owner comes back, it will be moved to embrace it immediately, right?

However, the one in front of us is Hua Canling.

Hua Canling also pitied him for his sincerity to the original owner. With a smile, he changed the topic and said, "I thought you were angry and left early."

Su Shenhai looked at her deeply and said, "people say that when the forest is deep, they see deer, when the sea is blue, and when they wake up, they see you. But in fact, when the forest is deep, it is foggy, when the sea is blue, and when they wake up, it is late at night. There is no deer, no whale, and no you. But after all, when the deer steps on the fog, the whale appears with the waves. If you don't look back, how do you know I'm not there."

Uh!

The painting style of President Su suddenly became a literary model, which made Hua Canling unable to catch up.

She lowered her head and took a sip of tea.

The waiter who spoke before hurriedly said, "the two distinguished guests talk very well. Please wait a moment. The dishes you ordered will come right away."

Hua Canling nodded at her. The waiter was very perceptive and could speak. He also found a step for her.

It looks like a small foreman. The other four waiters are setting the table.

There is a big bunch of flowers on the table, tender, fragrant, colorful, very beautiful.

It is said that there is another name called magnificence.

They were picked on the same day, and then made into flower baskets and sent to the restaurant.

What a stylish restaurant.

In the process of waiting, a small band of five or six people came in to play the violin for them.

Hua Canling said that she was flattered. She should wear a gift instead of a half old sportswear and a pair of washed white sports shoes.

Su Qihai's eyes had never left Hua Canling. Although Hua Canling had his own emotional insulator, he felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. He found some topics to talk about, but he was really poor in words. Finally, he just smiled and stared back at him.

In this way, in the elegant and pleasant violin music of gurgling water, two people, a man and a woman, look at each other like ten thousand years at a glance, like glue, and don't break up for a long time.

The waiters smiled and tacitly withdrew from the door one by one.