Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"I said I would invite you back." Meng Yuxi looked at her and said calmly: "you have invited me. Now, it's time for me to invite you to dinner."

"Ha, this is not necessary. You are still a child. Aunt can't really treat you?" Meng Xiaoxiao was stunned, some funny and some moved. I didn't expect him to be so emotional and righteous at his young age.

"Don't always treat me as a child. I know no less than you." Meng Yuxi was a little unhappy, and his beautiful and lovely little face obviously stretched up: "you said we were good friends, so should you treat me as your good friend?"

"It must be. If I'm not a good friend, how can I tell you so much?" Meng Xiaoxiao said without thinking.

"Will you refuse a good friend's invitation to dinner?" Meng Yuxi looked at her calmly.

"Er..." Meng Xiaoxiao blinked and was speechless by the little guy. Looking at his solemn look, I also knew that he was serious. If he didn't say it again, he might really be angry, so he had to ask, "then... Where to eat?"

As soon as she agreed, Meng Yuxi was immediately happy and raised his finger to the Imperial Hotel standing in front of them: "isn't that the hotel? Of course, I'll eat there."

"Ah? Imperial..." Meng Xiaoxiao looked at the magnificent hotel in the sunset and took a conditioned breath of air conditioning.

Young master, it's a five-star luxury hotel. Eat casually. Maybe my aunt's monthly salary is not enough. Can we go somewhere a little more impoverished? In this way, if you don't have money, your aunt can afford it, so that she won't be detained there

"Let's go." Meng Yuxi didn't care what Meng Xiaoxiao was thinking, took her hand and went to the hotel.

"Well, Yuxi..." Meng Xiaoxiao coughed gently and said in a deliberative tone, "it's very expensive here. You see, there are only two of us. Anyway, we're not too hungry. Why don't we change places?"

Meng Yuxi looked at her again with that kind of Idiot's eyes and raised his eyebrows smartly: "didn't I tell you that this hotel is opened by my father? It's my treat. Of course I set a place."

"Oh, by the way, this is your hotel." Meng Xiaoxiao suddenly realized that he secretly scolded himself. He was really worried.

Is Meng Feifan's son afraid he can't afford a meal? Even if it is delicacies, someone will automatically pay for it.

After entering Dihao, about everyone knew the little prince of the Meng family. Indeed, the staff of the hotel were warm and respectful to Meng Yuxi. Meng Yuxi is familiar with this place. He takes Meng Xiaoxiao directly to the restaurant on the second floor, the special private room he and his father often go to.

The restaurant manager immediately followed him and asked with a smile, "young master, what would you like to eat today?"

"Let her order." Meng Yuxi pointed to Meng Xiaoxiao who was looking around curiously.

The waiter respectfully handed over a carefully crafted recipe book. Meng Xiaoxiao picked it up and turned it casually. She saw that each dish above was beautifully cooked. Of course, the price was too expensive.

For example, the marked price of an ordinary abalone sauce tofu is 188

How much is a kilo of tofu? Meng Xiaoxiao has bought vegetables and knows the market situation. Is it unknown to kill people all over the world? And this seems to be only the cheapest dish. Those colorful game seafood in the back are even more expensive.

"Yuxi, you can order whatever you want. I'll do whatever you want." Meng Xiaoxiao put down the recipe uneasily after a little look.

She really couldn't accept such dishes that didn't accord with her level of life, which made her feel like she was eating money.

Meng Yuxi did not refuse, and soon ordered some of his favorite dishes, all of which were high-grade products that Meng Xiaoxiao frowned at. But Meng Yuxi didn't mean to stop. His little hand solemnly pointed to the recipe: "this one, this one too..."

"Yuxi, that's enough. We can't eat much and order too much waste." Meng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but stop him.

The children of rich people are too extravagant. But some people in poor mountainous areas can't even eat enough. Oh, what did you say? People are more angry than people

"Who said there were only two of us?" Meng Yuxi turned his clear eyes like black glass and said with a little pride: "my parents will come too."

"Ah?" Meng Xiaoxiao immediately burst into a cold sweat and exclaimed in disbelief, "do you mean that we are not the only two people to eat this meal? Your father and your mother are coming too?"

"Why else would I order so many dishes?" Meng Yuxi looked at her calmly, buried his head, ordered dishes solemnly and ignored her.

God, Meng Xiaoxiao looked at the sky speechless and began to feel messy in the wind.

Little ancestor, little emperor, your parents are coming. Why don't you tell me in advance? You know, I don't like dealing with strangers. Besides, I'm still a famous person like your parents

Meng Xiaoxiao seemed to feel restless. After ordering good dishes, Meng Yuxi said mischievously: "don't worry, my parents are the best people."

Of course, it's the best for you. But what is it when I sit here with people I don't know?

Meng Xiaoxiao muttered angrily in his heart, stared round his eyes and said, "Yuxi, it's best not to do such a thing first and then."

"Cut first and play later?" Meng Yuxi curiously picked the tip of his eyebrow. How did he learn Chinese, aunt? Is this idiom suitable here? "

"Well, in short, you can't let me have dinner with your family without making it clear." Meng Xiaoxiao cleared his throat and put on an orthodox and serious face: "otherwise, I'll be unhappy."

"We are good friends." Meng Yuxi looked at her with a very serious light in her beautiful black eyes. "As long as it's my friend, I want my parents to know."

"Hehe, OK, we will always be good friends." Meng Xiaoxiao was relieved when his heart was warm, and stretched out his hand to pinch his smooth and tender face: "Yuxi, I like you so much."

"What are you doing? Good friends can't do this either." Meng Yuxi pushed her away with disgust on his face.

Really, no one dares to rub his face so easily except mom, dad and sister.

"What are you afraid of? Don't you just let your aunt ravage you for being so beautiful?" Meng Xiaoxiao smiled disapprovingly.