The woman, Duke Jialan, does not use any makeup, is a gorgeous woman with a charming charm, wearing a purple cheongsam, the purple color is rare, and there is a purple rose on the cuffs, which is bright and dazzling, the flowers are the same as people, a picture

A very delicate face, scarlet lips, long hair coiled up, fixed with a wooden hairpin. Without a trace of dust, it has a charm and classical charm that is easily fascinating.

In this hotel, she is like a beautiful and graceful scenery.

She really wanted to invite Zhao Fanchen to dinner.

Duke Jialan sat down opposite Zhao Fanchen. She was really charming when she smiled. Cooperating with her face and expression, Zhao Fanchen felt like she was burned by the sun. Although Zhao Fanchen had never seen her before, she soon

Zhao Fanchen saw this because this woman was laughing now. This is a woman that many men feared. She didn't expect that she would have such a sunny and pure smile. She looked at Zhao Fanchen like Zhao Fanchen looking at a beautiful woman.

He said: "What? I hate that I am still in this place or the English they speak?"

Zhao Fanchen, who was very unconscious, looked at Duke Jialan with his eyes that he seemed to have never seen a woman in the city, and said, "I never hate beautiful women. To be precise, I hate them speaking English."

, Even though I am a desperate person, maybe I don’t have the qualifications to say these words, I still love my country very much because it is indeed worthy of my love.”

There was no sign of being angry at all. Instead, Duke Jialan thoughtfully revealed that the man in ordinary dress was not elegant, and in a very agreeable tone, he said: "To be honest, I hate them speaking English, but I can

I'll reveal a little secret to you."

Who would have thought that this woman with clear eyes was the Duke of Jialan who was afraid of many people. The woman who was as vicious as a snake in the mouth of many people. She leaned up and slowly approached Zhao Fanchen.

I clearly felt the fragrance of the roses on her body, very pure. I stopped a few centimeters away from Zhao Fanchen's face and whispered: "Actually, this place can be ordered without speaking English.

”

Who would have thought that in Chinatown, women who could make the arms smuggling business in South Africa would eat here, and would have dinner with Zhao Fanchen, who had only met once, and would not get along at all.

Zhao Fanchen continued to praise this woman without knowing her life. She was very beautiful, but no one dared to praise her before. This guy felt slutty at all and said, "I have such a beautiful face in front of me, so how can I still care about it."

What food should I eat? I can eat with a beautiful meal."

Slowly retracted, like a precious Persian cat, extremely delicate. She held up her little finger, the nails on it were very long and slightly curved, and said patiently: "No one has ever praised me before, they

Everyone is afraid of me. In the past, many people wanted to treat me to dinner, but they all died. Until now, I have forgotten that I am still a beautiful woman. I have heard a saying that if a man really praises one

The beauty of a woman will make her feel happy. Do you want to know how I feel now?"

Standing not far behind Duke Zi Jialan, several men cast envious and jealous eyes, because it was a very happy thing to be able to have dinner with such a beautiful woman. Now it seems that these two people are

They still look very close, just like they have known friends for a long time. Men call flirting things, which are often called feelings by women. Flirting requires reasons, but feelings do not require reasons.

After taking the menu and turning a few pages, Zhao Fanchen raised his head and looked at Duke Jialan honestly. He looked at him blatantly, not peeping, and laughed: "I want to say what I really want to do! But now

What you want to know more is what dishes do you like to eat?”

He tilted his head and thought seriously, and sat back again. Duke Jialan gently tapped the edge of the table with his fingers, as if he could see someone's little thoughts. Zhao Fanchen was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect this

A woman actually has such a pure and charming side. She only heard her slowly say: "I have never been picky about food, but I am very picky about wine. I only drink rice wine, and I don't disgust men smoking because I

Suck it myself."

After touching for a long time, he took out the cigarette from his pocket and lit it for himself. The cigarette was placed on the table. Duke Jialan took it over, looked at it, pulled out one, Zhao Fanchen lit it for her, a man and a woman

Sitting face to face and sucking the same smoke is interesting, it is really interesting. In fact, this is the most pleasant time for Zhao Fanchen to come here forever. After all, being able to sit with such a beautiful woman is a pleasing thing at first sight

.

Because the menu-style English is what Zhao Fanchen knows, the words you say are almost pitiful, so Duke Jialan started ordering dishes, four dishes and one soup, and a tray of small buns. I saw the waitress's mouth open.

After a long time, this was the first time she saw someone coming to such a high-end hotel. The food she ordered was Xiaolongbao. The waiter smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, miss, we don't make Xiaolongbao here. Can you change it?

of?"

Duke Jialan, who was used to seeing the big field, seemed to be a little ignorant. Maybe it was because Zhao Fanchen on the opposite side looked at her because she liked each other horizontally and vertically, and her hands crossed and placed them on her lower abdomen.

With a smile on his face and a wide open mind, he said to himself: "A big man who can live a small life! In fact, when I was poor, I couldn't afford to eat Xiaolongbao, so I could only buy it in front of a snack stall in Chinatown.

I ate a bowl of noodles, and at that time, I felt that it was the best life I had."

The Duke of Jialan didn't want rice wine, and it had to take a few streets to buy it. Now there are very few people who buy rice wine, and even fewer people who buy good rice wine. The Duke of Jialan said the name of a small workshop, and the waiter was helpless.

When the woman took out a bill, the waiter's face immediately became very gentle and he trotted out of the restaurant.

Rubbing his hands, Zhao Fanchen looked like a rustic hat who had never seen the world, and showed his teeth, saying, "Every time I attend a dance party and go to such a big hotel where Zheng Qianjin is eating, I am always hungry.

I went home with my stomach, so I had to have another meal after I went back, which was affordable for buns, which was delicious and hungry! I didn’t eat for three days when I was on the boat.”

Duke Jialan looked at Zhao Fanchen, smiled softly, and said, "It's not easy to smuggle on the boat. I'm surprised that you can kill Akai. In fact, if you don't kill him, I will do it.

”

During the meal, Zhao Fanchen didn't get any of the ten buns in one tray, so he let the Duke Jialan sit opposite him eat it, drinking the old porcelain pot and warmed rice wine on the fire, bringing

The rice smell and a faint smell of soil are really good. This is what Zhao Fanchen sighed. There was no left of four dishes, the soup was drunk, and the buns were finished.

Zhao Fanchen still feels very hungry.

Duke Jialan rubbed his increasingly scarlet lips, and curled up lazily on his leniency, sitting by the window. The sunlight that was close to the afternoon seemed a little dazzling, making her feel a little uncomfortable, and the afternoon sunshine was shining on

On that exquisite face, a brilliant brilliance was emitted in the refraction of light, forming a clear and blurred image, with a graceful outline, Xiaofang behind her immediately passed by and pulled the curtains up, and the dim feeling was much better.

The purple rose on the cuff of the cheongsam quietly bloomed in the dim light, dazzling and struggling. The purple rose was enjoying the tranquility in the dim light. After a moment, she turned around,

"I don't like sad women, but sometimes I can't help but feel sad, but this world is not what we imagined. Everyone will be changed by this world, more or less, what I said

All right?"

Most of the women who smoke are beautiful and sad. Those strong appearances contain a fragile and fiery heart. Once released, they will be out of control.

Cry for yourself and smile for others. This is a sentence that Duke Jialan always says when there is no one, smoking cigarettes and drinking rice wine. Only you know whether you are doing well or not.

Zhao Fanchen was shocked by the atmosphere and the scene just now and was also infected. What kind of environment can create such a changeable and stubborn woman? Zhao Fanchen was very confused. It made many women regarded as poisonous. It was complicated and difficult to figure out.

He was sad and fickle, and he was a little addicted to the quiet hiding just now. Sometimes such a woman would surprise you, especially her changeableness. This guy said blankly: "What?"

The woman didn't explain, and smiled ficklely. It was already past five o'clock, and there were more and more people in the hotel. Duke Jialan slowly moved his body curled up on the chair like a Persian cat. She

Want to stand up, turn your face and see that there was the last cigarette in Zhao Fanchen's cigarette box on the table. He sat down slowly and lit it. The match lit up a dim corner, and the face showed

The deep traces of melancholy came. After taking a last puff of cigarette, she quickly recovered her expression when she first came, looked at Zhao Fanchen and said, "Don't you want to know why I asked you to stay? Why did you invite you to dinner?

Why sit here with you?"

For Zhao Fanchen, he only knew one of three questions, but this seemed not the point, so he said indifferently: "You didn't say it, how could I know? But I can be sure of one thing!

"Oh? What is it?"

"At least you don't hate me!"
Chapter completed!