Occupy the black-bellied president

Chapter 171 Don't Pretend? 2
Du Rui only knew that all other men were floating clouds, and she only knew Xia Zixiu.

In the restaurant on the second floor of the Eiffel Tower, Xia Zixiu and Du Rui were sitting by the window, and "Night Paris" was immediately in their sights.

After tossing all afternoon, Du Rui woke up from starvation. Seeing her awake, Xia Zixiu planned to start another round of fierce fighting. However, the woman clutched her belly and looked aggrieved, which made him consciously define himself as a beast. It's a pity. In desperation, he had no choice but to put on his clothes and take her up the iron tower.

The location of the restaurant here has always been difficult to determine. For Xia Zixiu and Du Rui who came here suddenly, there was no extra seat anyway.

But Xia Zixiu only spoke a few words with the store manager, and they were taken to the reserved VIP seats in the restaurant, by the window, overlooking the whole of Paris.

The sparkling water of the Seine reflects the golden fluorescence of the buildings by the river.

The beauty is breathtaking.

"Baked snails?"

"En." Du Rui nodded, she kept staring out of the window, from top to bottom, it was really a beautiful view.

Seeing that she didn't focus on ordering, Xia Zixiu asked the waiter to recommend a few star dishes, and ordered casually.

He leaned on the chair with his arms folded and looked at the woman in the little black dress in front of him. She almost blended into the beautiful night.

This handsome face of an oriental beauty has attracted quite a lot of attention.

"What are you thinking about?"

He always asked her this way, even though he knew that her little head would not pretend to be too complicated.

"Compared with our city A, what do you think?"

Xia Zixiu looked at this city quietly. Paris, synonymous with fashion and romance, is the place where many young people pursue their dreams.

Once, his father had a longing for this place, purely to fulfill his mother's dream.

Now, he brought Du Rui.

He didn't know what kind of mood his father would feel in an unknown place...

"It's all pretty good." Xia Zixiu said casually, "What do you think?"

Du Rui stroked her hair, "I have a hunch that this will become the most memorable place for us."

Xia Zixiu smiled lightly, "I have a hunch that you will say that everywhere I take you in the future."

"..." Du Rui gave him a blank look.

The waiters served the dishes, and the French dishes are all customary large plates. Although they didn't order much, they piled up on the table to fill the table.

Du Rui smelled the aroma of baked snails, and there was still a "Ziz" sound on the iron plate.

She picked up the fork, poked the snail, wrapped all the sauce in the small plate together, and was about to stuff it into her mouth when Xia Zixiu stopped her, "Slow down, it's hot."

Du Rui looked at the snail, it was so small, how hot it could be, she couldn't wait to stuff it into her mouth after blowing on it a few times, and the moment she put it on her tongue, Du Rui knew that she had suffered a loss.

Xia Zixiu sighed, and put the fruit wine to her mouth, "Eat it with it."

Du Rui hurriedly sipped some fruit wine, mixed with the delicious snails, and slowly chewed.

"Zixiu, I found that you are very good at eating."

Xia Zixiu didn't say a word, he is not a person who is greedy for enjoyment, but what kind of status he is in, what kind of experience he will have, what kind of experience he will have, it has nothing to do with age.

For example, who would believe that at only 28 years old, he has been to [-] countries and nearly [-] cities?
Of course, if he had reunited with Du Rui early on, he wouldn't have spent so much time mediocre around the world?
Compared with those, he would rather spend more time, with the warmth and soft jade in his arms, and share the beauty of the good time.

"Well, I'm good at eating." Xia Zixiu didn't deny it, "Especially the big meals with the surname Du Mingrui."

"Pfft...cough cough!" The snail in Du Rui's mouth nearly spewed out before he could swallow it, and then choked in his throat.

Xia Zixiu had no choice but to hand the fruit wine to her lips again.

"Hurry up and wipe your mouth, others will see it."

Xia Zixiu said seriously.

The more Du Rui thought about it, the angrier she became. Who was the person who caught her eyes? She drank some wine, took it easy, then wiped her mouth, and said angrily, "Why are you pretending to be serious?"

Xia Zixiu frowned, took his plate, moved to sit next to her, and leaned into her ear, "Don't pretend to be serious, you want me to be a hooligan?"

Du Rui admitted that he really couldn't beat Xia Zixiu, it wasn't a question of IQ, but a question of morality.

but……

She rolled up a snail again, this time she learned her lesson, blew carefully, then stuffed it into his mouth, and said leisurely, "I don't mind you playing hooligans in this... such a high-end restaurant."

Because she believes that he can ignore her image, but he can't let go of his own image, right?
"Okay, since my wife has a request, I will do my best for my husband."

She forgot that this is Paris, this is the high-end restaurant of the Eiffel Tower, and this is a romantic place for couples to have a tryst.

Starting from the waiter who took the lead, there was a burst of applause. The restaurant was originally quiet, but the restaurant with candles flickering everywhere made it even more charming.

When Xia Zixiu let go of Du Rui, Du Rui's entire face was almost as red as... and the tomato soup in front of him.

(End of this chapter)