The Dark Emperor's Pet Mark: The Arrogant Empress Loves to Play with Fire

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Yan Yu also gets drunk? (one)

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Arriving at the restaurant Yan Yu mentioned, Bei Xiaoxiao looked up at their signboard, which said 'Zhi Ya Restaurant', which is very rare and not those vulgar names.

"Welcome, gentlemen and girls, please go to the elegant seats on the second floor." They had just stepped into the threshold, and the sharp-eyed Xiaoer saw a guest coming, and hurried out to greet us to go to the second floor. [

Bei Xiaoxiao looked at the people here as she went upstairs. The business of this restaurant seemed to be good. Yes, there are those who look like aristocratic gentlemen, there are also quiet and elegant chivalrous men, and even more bold and unrestrained characters.

This is the first time she has seen such a spectacular scene, and she couldn't help feeling a little excited. She thought that this kind of scene only appeared in martial arts movies, but she didn't expect that it just happened to happen at this moment. Could she not be excited? ?

I don't know who is more famous among them, if there are, she really wants to ask them for autographs.

"Xiaoxiao, what are you thinking about? Watch the way." Just as Bei Xiaoxiao's gaze was wandering, Yan Yu's hand had already struck her on the top of the head.

"Oh, I'm just curious about the people here, why are you knocking on their heads?" Bei Xiaoxiao stroked the top of her head that had been hit, and gave him a dissatisfied sideways glance.

"Don't look around when you go up the stairs, do you want to do what happened last time again?" Yan met her with a resentful look, and frowned to remind her of the last time she fell down the stairs.

"I..." Under his deep gaze, Bei Xiaoxiao couldn't help shrinking his neck. He didn't know that he fell down the stairs because he was knocked down by that little boy, not because she didn't pay attention. .

"You are always worrying." Yan Yu took her hand and sighed helplessly.

"Hey." Bei Xiaoxiao laughed dryly twice, not daring to talk back to him anymore.

In the private seat on the second floor, they chose a seat by the window.

"Guest officer, what would you like to eat?" Xiaoer tore off the rag from his shoulders with one hand, wiped the tabletop familiarly, and asked while pouring tea.

"Bring up all the famous dim sum in your shop." Yan Yu said lightly.