Zhao Ling was forcefully pulled down by Zhang Yuyu.
The former's face was still hot, not to mention when she was facing Zhao Yuexin.
At this time, she saw Yi Qinghan pressing her head to Xia Xin'er very intimately. side.书小a说网 "Is Xia Hundan's senior sister interested in him?
This guy is quite popular sometimes," Zhao Ling thought inexplicably.
"Tell me the truth, do you have a woman?"
Yi Qinghan's classical beauty suddenly disappeared, her two jewel-like eyes were extremely fierce, as if Xia Xin was really her husband or boyfriend, she carried Xia Xin academic tie, questioning.
"Senior sister, be polite."
Xia Xin was speechless and patted her hand.
"I'm just going to have a thank you meal."
"That's pretty much it."
Yi Qinghan's fierce expression immediately disappeared, she touched his head and said with a smile like a flower.
"It's obvious that he's just trying to seduce a beautiful woman, and he also wants to deceive senior sister.
If you don't believe me, I'll tell the master."
"Don't talk nonsense, I am a very serious person, how can I have random readings?"
"You look like this kind of person."
Yi Qinghan looked at him seriously and said.
"Okay, I won't tell you anymore.
You can eat today's meal.
I'm going to eat French steak today."
Xia Xin walked away as she spoke, then opened the door and left.
"Junior brother really doesn't know how to enjoy.
These dishes are the real delicacies."
After sitting down, Yi Qinghan took a bite of the dishes.
Compared with the dull French steaks, these dishes with aura are truly delicious.
"Sister Qinghan, do you have that kind of interest in Xia Kundan?"
Zhao Ling couldn't help but feel curious.
He saw Yi Qinghan and Xia Xin acting intimately several times, and they felt like they were cuddling.
How could they not be lovers?
It will be like this.
"What do you mean?"
Yi Qinghan asked knowingly.
"It means lovers."
Yi Qinghan first chuckled and looked at Zhao Ling.
"You are so concerned about this issue, don't you mean that to your little junior brother?"
"How is that possible?"
Zhao Ling almost choked on her words and hurriedly explained.
"Because I saw Sister Qinghan acting awkwardly with this guy Xia Huitan several times.
Is this the reason?"
"Oh" Yi Qinghan smiled.
"Then you are wrong, because I like to tease this kid.
He has many good things in him, but I am only the master's registered disciple, so the benefits will naturally be less."
"There are indeed a lot of good things, and there is also a lot of money."
Zhao Ling commented.
"I heard the female voice on the other end of the phone was beautiful and intoxicating, and it also contained impure Chinese language.
Lingling, do you two know each other?"
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Zhao Ling curled his lips and said.
"You can guess with your toes who Xia Kundan went to eat French steak with.
It must be the French mixed-race beauty from the two days ago."
"Let me tell you, I don't believe that this young junior brother with his pure appearance can marry a French mixed-race beauty."
Zhao Ling and Zhang Yuyu finished telling each other what happened the previous two days at the same time.
"Sister Qinghan, I feel that your master taught him the wrong medical skills.
This person goes around deceiving young girls from good families with his ability to save lives and heal the wounded.
Do you think it's evil or not?"
"It's a bit disgusting.
I've just taught you everything, and you still want to take it back."
Yi Qinghan rubbed the vegetables on the table.
"Which sister Ling thinks she is more beautiful than your sister Qinghan?"
"Of course it's Sister Qinghan."
Zhao Ling recalled the mixed-race beauty.
She felt that it was hard to tell them apart because of their different qualities.
It was just the height and the wonderful figure.
She felt jealous in front of the mixed-race beauty and secretly thought, How long will it take for me to look like her?
Yi Qinghan saw Zhao Ling's brief hesitation and asked again.
"How about compared to your mother?"
"Of course my mother is beautiful."
Zhao Ling didn't even think about it.
In her heart, Zhao Yuexin seemed to represent perfection.
"Compared to you?"
Yi Qinghan asked again.
"She is beautiful."
Zhao Ling felt frustrated and ate with a depressed look.
Hearing this, Yi Qinghan guessed a little bit about the beauty of the mixed-race beauty in her mouth.
When her junior brother came back later, she had to ask her questions carefully.
Since such a beautiful mixed-race beauty gave her a kiss on the cheek, how could she feel?
Somewhat unreal. branch line This is a quiet French restaurant.
The lighting is slightly dim, but it does not affect the view at all.
The pleasant English songs flow briskly from the speakers.
The sound is not loud.
If you speak louder, it may be obscured. these songs.
Xia Xin was guided by a waiter to the table of the French mixed-race beauty.
Then, the waiter pulled out a chair for Xia Xin to sit down.
"Can you please order?"
The waiter moved behind the French mixed-race beauty, politely and with a smile on his face.
"Wait a moment."
The French mixed-race beauty replied with a smile, and handed the menu to Xia Xin.
"You are a guest today, just order whatever you want to eat."
"I want crab and hard.
If you want to make the minors thirsty for wine, I don't mind a bottle of red wine."
Xia Xin pushed the menu back and talked to her in French.
"Just one portion."
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"I'm sure I only want one."
Xia Xin nodded.
"You are not allowed to make up for the meal when you go back."
"Absolutely not, but I don't mind eating an extra serving of hard."
"Okay."
The French mixed-race beauty then chatted with the waiter for a few words.
What she wanted was relatively simple, but what she ordered was not seafood, but meat.
"What brand of red wine do you have?"
Xia Xin found that she always spoke in simple French, and sometimes in Chinese, which gave him a very pleasant mood, and her voice was beautiful and moving.
This kind of woman, let alone being her boyfriend, was the same even when they were together. kind of happiness.
Soon, the waiter withdrew, with a smile on his charming blue eyes.
Looking at Xia Xin, who couldn't stop looking at her, the French mixed-race beauty opened her lips lightly and said.
"Kid, if you keep staring at your big sister like this, aren't you afraid of being spanked by your mother?"
If it were an ordinary person, he would not even know who his biological mother was, but would be unhappy if someone mentioned her biological mother.
But Xia Xin was cheerful by nature, and how could she feel a trace of annoyance in the face of such a peerless beauty.
"I am appreciating a perfect creation.
Even if my mother knew about it, she would definitely come up and pat me on the head and say, a good child should be like you."
This French mixed-race beauty pursed her lips and smiled softly.
If she was speaking Chinese language, she would be confused, but after listening to Xia Xin's fluent language and rich voice color, it was completely different.
"Do you also tease girls like this in school?
Listening to your words, I feel incredible."
"I never tease girls, only those perfect creations."
Xia Xin said with a smile.
"It seems like you need to introduce yourself before we talk."
"I'm sorry."
The French mixed-race beauty quickly put on an apologetic smile.
"My name is Lopez Kafilin Yameng, you can just call me Yameng."
"Does this also mean it's your Chinese name?"
Xia Xin introduced herself first and then said to her.
"You can say that."
Yameng chuckled.
"Although you made an excuse this time and wanted to have a meal with me alone, you must come to my house in person next time.
My grandfather has never forgotten you.
His health has been surprisingly good these two days, and he went to the hospital for another check-up.
I found that his previous illness was really cured.”
"We in China have two words called fate.
It is fate that I met your grandfather, so I told him not to keep it in mind."
Yameng took a sip of water, her movements were so graceful that some of the diners around her went crazy.
Her red lips were charming and made people fantasize.
Although this was a very small gesture, Yameng found that the little boy did not show any obsession.
It seemed that her beauty and behavior were not as good as the glass of water in his hand.
"If you make excuses next time and want to have dinner alone with me, he will definitely come and catch you in person."
"Okay" Xia Xin was quite helpless, just like that time when she saved Qiu Yu, she was invited by her grandmother.
"But I don't think I have much free time at this time.
I'll contact you when I have some free time.
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What do you think?"
Yameng chuckled softly at first, and looked at Xia Xin's face several times with her beautiful eyes.
"You're just a student, but you sound like a business person.
You have a very tight schedule.
Or maybe you're already a little star."
"Although I haven't become a little star yet, I am now attracted by a screenwriter."
Xia Xin put down the cup in her hand and naturally thought of the screenwriter from China Entertainment.
"You said it so realistically.
It seems you really have the potential to be a star."
Yameng pulled out a tissue and wiped her lips.
After a while, the waiter brought their own dishes to the two of them, and Yameng personally helped Xia Xin pour a glass of red wine.
"Classmate Xia, if you meet your teacher at this time and I am helping you pour red wine, will she come to punish you personally?"
"Miss Yameng, you are not only a little boy now, you are even very bad."
Xia Xin sighed for a while, whether the more beautiful a woman is, the more bad she is.
Just like Chen Ranran's violent tendencies and Zhao Ling's poisonous mouth.
Yameng laughed and said.
"If you're really that unlucky today, I highly recommend you buy a lottery ticket because you're so lucky."
The two of them clinked a glass and took a sip.
They ate and drank while dreaming, their beautiful eyes shining brightly.
"Classmate Xia, do you often frequent French restaurants?
The knives and forks you use and even some of your movements are extremely gentlemanly.
How should I say, like a traditional French person?
Tell me if you lived in France when you were a child."
"You really guessed it right."
Xia Xin wiped her lips with a napkin and told her.
"But it only lasts seven months."
Yameng was very curious, she took a sip and then said.
"Could it be that the French you speak so fluently now was all learned during that time?"
"That's so harmful."
Xia Xin smiled.
"The French I speak now can only be said to be average.
If you don't speak slower, I have to arrange it carefully in my mind, otherwise I won't know 90% of the meaning."
"No wonder."
Yameng pursed her lips and laughed out loud this time.
Then she realized it was impolite and stopped talking.
"When I saw you speaking French, why did you pause for a while before answering me?
It made me think that your ears were not working properly.
It turned out to be this reason." aa2705221: