Regardless of whether what Han Murphy said was true or not, these words made her intoxicated.
Han Murphy smiled softly, pulled her into his arms, put his lips on her pretty face, and said, "My goddess, would you like to go out to dinner with me tonight?"
Looking at everyone present, he smiled and blushed, lowered his head in embarrassment and said, "Okay, but let me go first, there are outsiders here."
"What are you afraid of? You are my woman."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaoxiao felt Han Murphy's breath covering her, and her lips felt cold at first, and then became hot.
She struggled slightly, but was soon overwhelmed by his passion and responded to him desperately, as if the world and everyone did not exist.
When he left her lips, her legs, which were on tiptoes, were trembling with excitement.
Han Murphy seemed to notice this, hugged her gently and said, "I chose a pair of ten-inch high heels for you. This will make it much easier for us to kiss."
Putting on those white Chanel high-heeled shoes with silk tops and leather soles, Xiaoxiao was terrified. Not only was he afraid of falling, but he was also afraid of wearing out the soles and scratching the uppers, so he hesitated and didn't dare to take a step forward.
"What's wrong? Can't walk anymore?" Han Murphy asked with concern.
"Can these shoes be used for walking? Will they break down immediately?" Xiaoxiao questioned.
"Of course you can walk. These shoes are for women to wear to banquets. They match your clothes just right. Don't be afraid. I'll help you." After saying that, Han Murphy stretched out his hand towards her.
Holding Han Feifei's arm, Xiaoxiao felt an indescribable sense of security in her heart, and the discomfort caused by high heels was relieved a lot.
The restaurant is located on the second floor of the Eiffel Tower and is called: le jules verne.
When they came to the foot of the iron tower, Xiaoxiao first noticed the people queuing up.
The queue was very long, and they were all tourists who wanted to go up to the Eiffel Tower at dusk in Paris.
However, they don't have to queue, because people who have made reservations to eat on the tower don't have to queue.
What's more, tonight, Han Murphy has booked the entire restaurant.
Surrounded by bodyguards in black, Xiaoxiao walked into the elevator and arrived at the second floor of the Eiffel Tower with 30% nervousness, 30% satisfaction, and 10% excitement.
All non-fixed seats in the restaurant were cleared, and only one table was set up in the place with the best view.
The sun has begun to set in the west, and the streets of Paris are uniformly covered in a layer of orange, which is so beautiful that you can't take your eyes away.