Priceless little cute wife

Donggong Yao looked at her face and snorted coldly. Sure enough, the woman's character was like turning a book. One minute she was still angry, but the next minute she smiled. It was ridiculous.

Thinking of this, Donggong Yao took out his hand and put on his coat.

Although Irene Nasser was a little upset that they didn't hold his hand, they have successfully entered the second stage, which is a breakthrough.

In the evening, she can call his covetous brothers and report. Imagining the jealous look on their faces, she can't help but be happy.

Suddenly, Yilin was a little high spirited, and then closely followed Donggong Yao's back. Her eyes coldly swept the employees who paid attention to them.

One day they will call themselves landlady. Although she didn't care about these petty profits at all, she finally chewed down the bone of Donggong Yao, and she could be proud of herself in the Nasser family.

When she got on the bus, Irene Nasser looked at Donggong Yao, and her eyes were very enchanted: "Yao... Where shall we go for dinner?"

Donggong Yao glanced at her coldly, and then drove away without saying a word.

If at ordinary times, Donggong Yao was not in such a good mood, but he just wanted to leave alone. When he left Elaine here alone, he suddenly received a text message.

The bodyguards arranged below learned that there were more reporters at the door and were facing the building. I'm afraid they knew that Irene Nasser was also here, so they all rushed to shoot a series of love histories of the four children in the east palace.

That's why he suddenly proposed to have dinner together. In fact, where to eat? He has no mind or appetite at all.

In my own world, there is only work except children's painting. So apart from these two things, I'm not interested in anything else at all, let alone going to dinner with Irene.

He drove the car aimlessly all the way. Donggong Yao stared at the two media cars behind the car that couldn't be thrown away, and frowned.

Then he accelerated the accelerator. In a moment, Irene next to him was startled, and then her body directly hit the back of her sad sleep. She was delicate and expensive, and her face turned white.

But Donggong Yao didn't notice this at all. He followed these tails all the time. How can he get away?

Yilin wanted to stop it, but she couldn't stop Donggong Yao. She had to let him bring her, and then her face was very green.

Although this is not the first time, if you take the bus with him like this every time, you may not be able to save your life for long.

Finally, Donggong Yao took a sharp turn, then directly parked the car in the underground garage, and then ran out of the car.

Irene Nasser didn't have time to catch her breath. She only saw that Donggong Yao also opened the door directly, and then dragged her out.

What does Irene Nasser mean by a circle on her face? Wearing high heels and running here with him? When did he become so guilty?

Finally, he was almost out of breath. Donggong Yao just cracked his mouth slightly, then turned to look at Irene Nasser, who had been half dead, smiled coldly and turned to leave.

"Yao... What's going on? What happened? " Irene Nasser swallowed her saliva and wanted to ask, but she was directly thrown away by Donggong Yao.

"Don't you want to eat? There is a good place. " Donggong Yao went straight ahead and turned a corner.

Irene Nasser looked around, and a disgusting expression appeared on her face. There are people's settlements that look very low around here. All the people inside look dirty.

Speak loudly, spit occasionally, and look at Irene Nasser.

Where can I eat in such a place? Irene Nasser was very suspicious, but looking at Donggong Yao's calm face, she couldn't say anything, so she had to follow him.

Finally, Donggong Yao stood in front of a store that looked dark.

The strong spicy smell filled the whole nasal cavity in an instant. Irina sell was almost going to vomit. What's more, many of the people who ate inside raised their trouser legs and then straddled a whole leg on the stool.

Some people wear vests and some wear shirts, but obviously the shirts are very old and have rough edges on them.

Look at yourself, wearing a dress that can buy more than ten or twenty stores at a price, and eating here? Donggong Yao is not kidding himself, is he?

Donggong Yao went directly to the outermost table and sat down. The boss immediately greeted him with a smile: "boss, what do you want to eat?"

"Let's have a bowl of large intestine noodles..."

"OK... But what would you like to eat, this beautiful girl?"

Irene Nasser felt that she would stare out her eyes. Did he really eat here? Is there a mistake? This place? Still eat large intestine?

The Nasser family doesn't eat internal organs, so when Donggong Yao said to eat large intestine noodles, the whole face is green. I swallowed my saliva and didn't know what to say.

"What's the matter? Are you not hungry? " Donggong Yao looked up at Irene Nasser and asked solemnly.

"Yao... Are you sure you're not kidding?" Irene Nasser looked embarrassed and asked.

When several men around saw Irene Nasser, they couldn't help looking at her more. Such a beautiful woman can't always see it.

"Why am I kidding?" Donggong Yao raised his eyebrows and looked at Irene Nasser.

In fact, when I first saw it, I couldn't eat. It was almost like a pigsty. In other words, the pigsty might be more beautiful than here. Would I eat here?

But once, when he heard that children's paintings were at home, he had a bad appetite, so he asked his servants to sneak to this place to buy a bowl of noodles.

He was very curious. After all, he was a perpetual night. Did he want a chef of several stars? As long as it doesn't suit his mind, he can change it anytime and anywhere, but children's paintings have a bad appetite, or do they want to eat those unknown things outside?

Therefore, due to curiosity, he asked the servant to buy a bowl of noodles and taste it secretly.

I didn't expect to eat the first bite, which surprised him. The noodles look ordinary, but they can't be compared with the sales made by the so-called several star chefs.

But the taste is very good, and the seasoning is also very appropriate. I am a more picky person, but I nod and praise after eating.

Because of face, he didn't tell children's painting, because he had tasted all the noodles in the shop since then.

But his identity was different after all, so he didn't come to the shop, and the noodles he got were bought directly by the servant. Although the taste is good, the noodles will be a little scattered.

Today, he looked at the media behind him. According to past experience, these people must try their best to think that he must have taken Irene Nasser to those high-end places for dinner, so even if they lost more, they definitely targeted those places.

No one would think that the four young people in the East Palace and Princess Nasser would come to such a greasy and dirty small restaurant for dinner. That's why Donggong Yao came here.

Of course, it was also because he wanted to embarrass Irene and let her know that he and he were not the same passer-by.

"How can I do it without trying?" Donggong Yao looked at Irene Nasser, then continued to invite, and even pulled out the black and shiny stool with his hand with great enthusiasm.

Because of his family's etiquette, since Donggong Yao has pulled out the stool, he certainly has no reason not to sit. Therefore, although her heart is disgusting, Yilin still reluctantly sat down, but she can't take this dress!

"What would you like to eat, miss? You look so beautiful. Let's have a bowl of pig's hoof noodles! Supplement collagen? " The boss looked at Irene Nasser and said enthusiastically at once.

"Pig feet?" Yilin was confused and looked at Donggong Yao. What is this.

"Pig's feet? Girl? You're not from Mars, are you? " The man at the other table who had been looking at Irene couldn't help laughing.

"Pig feet?" Irene imagined a pig in her head, and then pig feet. She immediately felt that her internal organs began to churn. Then she finally couldn't help getting up, ran to one corner and vomited.

"Hey? What's the matter with this girl? " The boss looked at Irene Nasser in a daze.

"She eats too much in front of her, boss... Give me a pig's hoof noodles and I'll pack it back." Donggong Yao said faintly, and then put the money in the boss's hand.

In fact, even I felt a little surprised. I don't know when I put some change in my wallet. Maybe I was really assimilated by the girl of children's painting.

Since the last fruit buying incident, he has prepared change around!

Then when the noodles came up, Donggong Yao ate them.

Irene Nasser on one side didn't dare to pass at all. She felt like she was going to vomit when she watched him put all kinds of things into her mouth.

Plus the surrounding environment, plus those people... Irene Nasser can only lean against the wall. The heart is filled with resentment.

Donggong Yao is the fourth Shao of Donggong family! It's always a place where higher people haunt. When did you come to such a low place? Needless to say, it must be the woman in the children's painting, which makes such high-level people as disgusting as these low-level people!

I still want to bring myself to such a place to eat? Who is she, Erin Nasser? How can you do such a thing?

Don't say she's full now. Even if she's hungry, she'd rather starve to death!

When Donggong Yao finished eating, he got up and walked to Irina Saier: "do you want to stay here or go?"

"Yao... Sorry, I'm not used to the food here. You know I don't eat pork. I only eat beef." Irene Nasser saw donggongyao come forward and immediately explained.

"Oh." Donggong Yao responded faintly, and then went straight ahead. Irene Nasser looked at his indifferent expression and scolded the children's paintings in her heart.

But it doesn't matter. As long as Donggong Yao stays with him for a long time, he will help him find his original self!

Irene Nasser mused in her heart.

But suddenly her shoulder was patted by a person. Suddenly she jumped aside like a frightened bird. When she turned back, she saw that it was the boss in the store who was just looking at Irene with a smile: "Miss, sir, your takeout noodles have been forgotten!"

Irene Nasser looked at the boss, looked at his greasy hand, and he just patted himself on the shoulder

Er... She couldn't support it in an instant. She stood aside and vomited again.