Chuanshu: President, please let go, the cub is not yours!

Meng Youyou heard the prompt in her mind, and immediately put on a dog-licking smile, "Okay, this way please!"

Everything is negotiable with money, not to mention gaining favor, making him fall in love with me is a matter of minutes!

Don't make money, you bastard turtle!

Huo Xizhou twitched the corners of his mouth, and walked up to the person who had already jumped away in front of him with his long legs. The huge garden was extraordinarily quiet under the night sky, only two scattered dots moved slowly, getting closer and closer, closer and closer .

Meng Youyou took Huo Xizhou to a small street Mala Tang stall. It was already 12 o'clock at night, and there were only the two of them left in the stall.

"You just take me to eat this?" Huo Xizhou frowned, looking displeased.

Meng Youyou nodded, "Is there anything wrong with this?"

It's just to fill the stomach, what is not to eat?

Meng Youyou, an old bookworm, knows the virtues of the male lead in the novel best. She took out the wet wipes she carried with her and wiped the tables and chairs over and over until they were so shiny that they could look in the mirror. Sit down reluctantly.

Huo Xizhou just sat there motionless, watching Meng Youyou keep putting things into the small basket in front of the freezer like an elf.

The elves fell into the mortal world without any sense of disobedience.

The two of them didn't have much to say. When the spicy soup came, Meng Youyou couldn't wait to eat it. Seeing that Huo Xizhou didn't move her chopsticks for a long time, she said vaguely, "Isn't the president hungry? Why doesn't he move his chopsticks? This restaurant But the most delicious Malatang in all of Kyoto."

Huo Xizhou is used to delicacies from mountains and seas, but to be honest, he is still not used to this roadside stall. The food not only smells bad, but also looks unappetizing.

He really doesn't understand why this kind of food can be divided into delicious or not. I'm afraid his dogs won't eat this kind of food.

Meng Youyou didn't know what Huo Xizhou was thinking. She only knew that this was one of her favorite foods. She stuffed a large piece of fried tofu into her mouth, and the rich soup exploded in her mouth instantly, so satisfying!

"President, even a god would occasionally taste the fireworks in the world, right? Isn't your neck tired from standing on a high place and watching?" Meng Youyou looked at Huo Xizhou eagerly, eat quickly, I can get it back after you take a bite 100 million.

Meng Youyou looked satisfied like a big fat cat. Huo Xizhou was persuaded and reluctantly picked up the chopsticks. He just took a bite of the fried tofu and immediately put the chopsticks down. The boiling soup in the tofu almost made his mouth Scald, he is really not used to this kind of food.

"Ninny, are you looking for a partner? Are you two dressed so nicely for a wedding photo?"

The proprietress of the Malatang stall is very familiar with Meng Youyou. In the past, Meng Youyou came alone. After so many years, she brought another person with her. Moreover, the two people are dressed in grand clothes and look more and more suitable, making it difficult. Don't think about that.

"Cough, cough, cough." Meng Youyou glanced at Huo Xizhou awkwardly, and her expression was as bad as she expected, and she immediately waved her hand to deny, "Auntie, I'm shooting an advertisement nearby today, this is my partner today, he I'm hungry and I'm not familiar with Kyoto, so..."

Meng Youyou was not popular before, and now he is still not popular when he comes back, otherwise he would not dare to eat in public. Huo Xizhou seldom shows his face in public. Outsiders only know that he is a violent Yan Jun. Except for Huo's employees, see There are very few people who have passed his true colors, so Meng Youyou is not afraid of being exposed when lying.

"So it's a young man from out of town, and he's so good-looking, young man, I'm sorry." The stall owner's aunt knew that Meng Youyou was an insider, and when she saw that she had misunderstood, she greeted Huo Xizhou apologetically, and then fled the scene in embarrassment.

Huo Xizhou frowned when he heard this. In the past, he was most annoyed by those women who liked to rub his heat. He wished that others would misunderstand and have something to do with him, but Meng Youyou clarified without saying a word, which made him a little uncomfortable and uncomfortable. , is it embarrassing to be his woman?

By the way, he almost forgot that Meng Youyou was best at playing hard to get, his eyes flashed with disdain, but it's a pity that this trick didn't work for him.

He put down the chopsticks in his hand, looked straight at Meng Youyou, and asked seriously, "I heard that you know Lan?"

"President, are you talking about the God of Gamblers, Lan? I know you." Meng Youyou stopped the chopsticks in her hand and nodded, then continued to eat, but her heart couldn't help beating. Why did Huo Xizhou ask her about Lan?Or does this man always ask everyone?

Huo Xizhou couldn't believe it, and Meng Youyou poured cold water on him as soon as he was happy, "Lan is so powerful, people all over the world know her, so I don't know if she knows me or not."

"Meng Youyou, are you kidding me?" Huo Xizhou couldn't help being a little angry, and he clenched his right hand into a fist and knocked on the table lightly, and the two bowls of Mala Tang splashed water.

Meng Youyou shrugged, and ate the baby food in the chopsticks. The soup wrapped in the baby food was a little hot, and she was reluctant to spit out such a delicious baby food, so she had to raise her head and chew while exhaling, finally eating it After she finished, she immediately took a sip of mineral water and said solemnly, "President, I'm not kidding you. If you go to the street and ask someone, the answer of others will definitely be the same as mine."

Huo Xizhou looked at Meng Youyou coldly, and Meng Youyou looked at her as usual, but her heart could not be calm for a long time. The people in the whole world who knew that she was Lan could count on one hand, and secretly revealed the news to Huo Xizhou Who is it, and what evidence does Huo Xizhou hold?

Also, who is the real person behind the scenes who betrayed her to Li Huaidan?Does the other party know the existence of the three little ones?

"You'd better tell the truth." Huo Xizhou was a little guilty when he saw Meng Youyou's magnanimous gaze. He withdrew his gaze, but he didn't believe it in his heart. He didn't believe it was groundless. Gu Nanfeng would not lie , and Meng Youyou is scheming and a good actor.

Meng Youyou, who was an orphan since she was a child, hated this kind of uncontrollable life the most. She shrugged and picked up the vegetables in the bowl, but her eyes were like a cheetah.

Since it is uncontrollable, it becomes controllable.

"President, I'm curious, do you know Lan? Is Lan a man or a woman?" Suddenly, Meng Youyou approached Huo Xizhou with a gossiping expression.

Huo Xizhou once again felt the exclusive peach blossom fragrance on Lan's body, his ears turned red, and he said angrily, "What's the matter with you?"

"Oh, of course it's none of my business, but if you find Lan, can you ask me for an autographed photo? You also know that my manager Xianxian really wants Lan's autographed photo." The old God Meng Youyou added on the ground, "Yes Now, you look so out of your mind, I kindly advise you, you have to settle with Nanfeng..."

Huo Xizhou interrupted her unceremoniously, "Is this something you, a grassroots employee, should talk about? Do your job well! Don't spend all your time doing something in the live broadcast room."

After Huo Xizhou got up and left, Meng Youyou just wanted to say that he was baffled, but saw a Maybach parked on the opposite corner of the street, she pursed her mouth and continued to eat Mala Tang.

Wait, how did he know what I was doing in the studio?