The old beggar watched as Lu Mengmeng threw the paper back to him, and he really wanted to stuff the paper into Lu Mengmeng's arms and then pretend to die on the spot.
With any breathing-holding technique, one can be brought back to life.
But this Pixiu in front of me is different from ordinary demons; its thought process seems a bit abnormal.
The old beggar was a little scared. What if he faked his death here, and that damned Pixiu suddenly lost its mind and kicked him twice?
Will it turn out to be real death instead of a fake death?
Thinking to myself, this operation probably won't work either.
We still need to get the boss to come up with a more reliable way to let them go to Baicheng in a legitimate manner.
Lu Mengmeng never expected that the Suanni's methods would be so outrageous and unpredictable.
Happy and carefree, Lu Haotian and I went to the hotel that Lu Haotian had booked the day before.
Although Lu Haotian himself had never been in a relationship, Wang Mingyu, his agent, and his assistant were all experienced people.
Everyone had put a lot of effort into preparing this lunch.
The top floor of the hotel features private rooms with a starry sky view.
As soon as you turn on the light-blocking button, it's as if the sunlight has disappeared from this room.
Looking around from inside the house, it feels like being in a vast ocean and starry sky.
The spacious private room was filled with layers of roses, and romantic bubbles floated in the air.
The violinist, dressed in an elegant gown, began to play a beautiful melody after Lu Haotian and Lu Mengmeng entered.
Lu Mengmeng: ……
Getting a meal is such a hassle!
Lu Haotian pulled Lu Mengmeng to the table, pulled out a chair, and gestured for Mengmeng to sit down.
Lu Mengmeng: "When will the food be served?"
She was a little hungry.
She had seen this scene on television.
Generally, after putting on such a grand show, they'll start by saying a lot of nonsense.
This will affect her eating speed.
Lu Haotian was mentally prepared for Lu Mengmeng's temper, but seeing how clueless she was about romance still made him feel a little annoyed.
Knowing that his little devil has a big appetite, he no longer needs her to order food.
He simply said to the waiter next to him, "Serve the food."
The waiter bowed and left, but after closing the door, his face was contorted in pain.
This was probably the most bizarre customer he had ever encountered in his 20-year career as a waiter.
When others propose or confess their love, it's always with exquisite decorations, fine food, and carefully prepared surprises.
Would it be nice to come here?
This customer immediately requested the most elaborate decorations and one of each dish.
Those who knew him would think he was going to confess his feelings, but those who didn't would think he was going to have a company dinner!
Are we going to be able to eat all that food?
And the strangest thing was that the man told them to wait until the woman had gotten tired of eating cake before bringing out the cake with the ring hidden inside.
Just how much can this woman eat that the man would make such an outrageous request?
Does the woman expect to eat the cake, plate and all?
Lu Haotian was planning to confess his feelings to Lu Mengmeng today.
Although the two of them were so familiar with each other that they were almost oblivious to each other, they were still a little nervous when they actually got to this point.
He stopped the waiter who was about to serve him and poured himself and Lu Mengmeng a glass of wine that had already been decanted.
"Try it."
This wine is on the sweeter side, with a floral finish.
You'll probably like it.
Lu Mengmeng had never drunk alcohol before, but she sniffed and smelled the alcohol.
He tilted his head away, looking somewhat disgusted.
"Do we need to disinfect our stomach and intestines before eating?"
Just like washing your hands before meals.
Lu Haotian: ...There's no need to use such expensive disinfectant to disinfect the stomach and intestines.
One bottle of 84 is enough.
For just ten yuan, you can embark on a spontaneous trip.
Take a deep breath and remind yourself not to argue with a clueless little imp about wine culture.
"This stuff is similar to a beverage."
However, alcohol has a stimulating effect on the nerves, making people feel lightheaded.
Lu Mengmeng blinked.
This stuff sounds a bit like cats seeing catnip, doesn't it?
I picked up the cup and carefully licked it.
Their eyes lit up immediately.
It tastes pretty good, sweet, and has a grape flavor.
These grapes seem a bit too ripe; they're not very fresh.
The two chatted casually, and before the food arrived, Lu Haotian asked, seemingly unintentionally.
Have you ever thought about what kind of partner you would like to find in the future?
After all, he's already 10,000 years old; surely he must have thought about it before.
Lu Mengmeng had actually thought about it.
She downed another glass of red wine and said confidently, "I have thought about it!"
When I first became a great demon, I wanted a Daoist partner who would never steal my food and would even find food for me.
Just like that couple on the next hill.
Becoming a great demon means living to 1000 years old.
In other words, Lu Mengmeng had already thought it through more than 9,000 years ago.
Lu Haotian paused slightly, looking at her with some confusion: "Then why haven't you found a partner for so long?"
He certainly wouldn't be so arrogant as to think it was fate that made the little fairy wait for his appearance.
Such a fairytale-like thing is simply unrealistic.
The only possibility is that she hasn't met the right person, or something has happened that made her no longer want to find a partner.
Lu Mengmeng has never drunk alcohol before, and now she feels a bit dazed and her reactions aren't as quick as usual.
She let out a soft sigh.
"Sigh~ I eventually gave up on that idea."
After the fairy on the mountain next to ours got pregnant, she simply ate her meal ticket.
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