Chapter 1008: Mind Reading
"Waiter, check out!"
The bald man sitting near the couple raised his hand to call the waiter. When he paid and left the restaurant, he turned around and glanced at Fang Ye and the other person calmly, then opened his communicator.
"Eric, get everyone together, we have a big deal tonight..."
After eating and drinking, Fang Ye took out a black card that Jin Du had just handed to him from his pocket: "Manager, please settle the bill."
The general manager quickly waved his hand and said: "No, no, this time just consider it as my treat for dinner."
Fang Ye said carelessly: "It's just a mere one million or so, you should take it, I'm not short of money anyway."
The general manager said sincerely: "Really, it's not necessary. It's my honor to have the opportunity to entertain you, how can I take your money?"
"Okay, I accept your kindness."
Fang Ye is not a hypocritical person, so he no longer insisted.
Yao Ji drank more than a bottle of red wine, and her face became as red as a ripe apple. Her purity had a different kind of charm, which made the Mediterranean man who had been stealing glances at her very excited, but also a little upset.
Looking at other people's girlfriends, and then looking at his own, he finally realized what it meant to compare people to death, and to compare goods to throw away...
The little milk dragon who had blown three bottles in a row was even more unbearable, and fell asleep directly in Yao Ji's arms. Fang Ye smiled helplessly and said, "This little guy just likes to drink, but he can't drink much."
Yao Ji smiled and said, "This red wine is delicious, but it's a bit strange after drinking it. I feel top-heavy now, as if I'm walking on the clouds."
"You are a little drunk, let me help you back to the room."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yao Ji stepped forward and unconsciously took Fang Ye's arm, and the two snuggled together and left the restaurant.
After smelling the special body fragrance with the smell of alcohol on the other person, someone suddenly felt a little excited.
Don't be tempted, don't be tempted, this woman is an old witch who has been lying in a coffin for tens of thousands of years, don't mess with her...
After silently reciting a few "Heart Sutras to Reduce Fire", Fang Ye's restless heart finally calmed down a lot, but when Yao Ji leaned her head on his shoulder, half of his previous efforts were immediately scrapped.
"Fortunately, the old witch has not recovered her true form now, otherwise I really can't resist her charm."
Fang Ye sighed in his heart. He thought he was no longer a brother, but facing such a stunning woman, it would be a lie to say that he was not tempted.
Unexpectedly, Yao Ji actually murmured: "What is an old... old witch?" Fang Ye
was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped.
No way, you can hear what's in my heart? ? ?
"Waiter, check out!"
The bald man sitting near the couple raised his hand to call the waiter. When he paid and left the restaurant, he turned around and glanced at Fang Ye and the other man calmly, then turned on his communicator.
"Eric, get everyone together, we have a big deal tonight..."
After eating and drinking, Fang Ye took out a black card that Jin Du had just handed to him from his pocket: "Manager, please settle the bill."
The general manager quickly waved his hand and said: "No, no, this time just consider it as my treat for dinner."
Fang Ye said carelessly: "It's just a mere one million or so, you should take it, I'm not short of money anyway."
The general manager said sincerely: "Really, it's not necessary. It's my honor to have the opportunity to entertain you, how can I take your money?"
"Okay, I accept your kindness."
Fang Ye is not a hypocritical person, so he no longer insisted.
Yao Ji drank more than a bottle of red wine, and her face became as red as a ripe apple. Her purity had a different kind of charm, which made the Mediterranean man who had been stealing glances at her very excited, but also a little upset.
Looking at other people's girlfriends, and then looking at his own, he finally realized what it meant to compare people to death, and to compare goods to throw away...
The little milk dragon who had blown three bottles in a row was even more unbearable, and fell asleep directly in Yao Ji's arms. Fang Ye smiled helplessly and said, "This little guy just likes to drink, but he can't drink much."
Yao Ji smiled and said, "This red wine is delicious, but it's a bit strange after drinking it. I feel top-heavy now, as if I'm walking on the clouds."
"You are a little drunk, let me help you back to the room."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yao Ji stepped forward and unconsciously took Fang Ye's arm, and the two snuggled together and left the restaurant.
After smelling the special body fragrance with the smell of alcohol on the other person, someone suddenly felt a little excited.
Don't be tempted, don't be tempted. This woman is an old witch who has been lying in a coffin for tens of thousands of years. Don't mess with her...
After silently reciting a few "Heart Sutras to Reduce Fire", Fang Ye's restless heart finally calmed down a lot. However, when Yao Ji leaned her head on his shoulder, half of his previous efforts were immediately wasted.
"Fortunately, the old witch has not recovered her true form now, otherwise I really can't resist her charm."
Fang Ye sighed in his heart. He thought he was no longer a brother, but facing such a stunning woman, it would be a lie to say that he was not moved.
Unexpectedly, Yao Ji actually murmured: "What is an old... old witch?" Fang Ye
was so surprised that his jaw almost dropped.
No way, you can hear what's in my heart? ? ?