Supreme soldier king

Fanle Hotel.

Yang Hao sat at the dining table and glanced at the watch on his wrist. It was already 5:58, but Natasha hadn't come yet.

Could it be that she let herself dove?

Yang Hao was not in a hurry, after all, the agreed time was six o'clock, besides, shouldn't a woman delay some time when she goes out to put on makeup?

Fanle Hotel is the most famous catering hotel in Tiffany. There are many world-class celebrity chefs here. It is a big sign of Tiffany's diet. Of course, it is definitely not cheap to spend a meal here. Fortunately, Yang Hao is also a person who is not short of money at all.

The door was pushed open suddenly without any knocking sound. Yang Hao raised his head and saw Natasha walking in quickly on high heels, her face was as proud and cold as ever, behind her , a waiter showed a look of surprise on his face, her hand that was about to knock on the door was still frozen in mid-air.

Yang Hao stood up from his seat and said with a smile, "Miss Natasha is really on time."

Natasha snorted coldly: "You actually chose the Fanle Hotel, you are quite discerning, but I can eat very well, I hope it won't hurt your heart."

Yang Hao smiled gently: "Miss Natasha is willing to reward me. It's for my face. I'm too happy, so why would my heart ache? Although I'm not very rich, I can still pay for a meal. Natasha Miss Tasha, don't be polite to me."

Natasha sat down opposite Yang Hao, waved to the waiter, and began to order.

Natasha is obviously quite familiar with this place. She didn't even take the menu, and directly reported everything she wanted to order. She even took the initiative to order a bottle of red wine. Of course, the year is not low, and the price is not low.

After Natasha finished ordering, she raised her head to look at Yang Hao, and said with a smile, "It's rare to have a chance to win a big family, and I won't save money for you."

Yang Hao smiled and said, "Should I cooperate now and put on a serious wound?"

Looking at Yang Hao's appearance, Natasha suddenly felt helpless in her heart. In fact, she also knew that a person who can drive the car to such a peak, a person who can reject a million people just to give up a meal and a kiss , will he be a poor man?

Although she knew that Yang Hao was not short of money, she still couldn't help but ordered several of the most expensive dishes, and she took it as an outlet anyway.

This meal was a loss, although technically the loss was convincing, but psychologically she was not happy at all, since she came here to eat reluctantly, then she would naturally not give Yang Hao face , and will not treat my stomach badly.

Don't eat for nothing, eat for nothing.

After Natasha ordered, the waiter looked at Yang Hao, Yang Hao said with a smile: "I actually don't know anything about ordering, since Miss Natasha ordered, I will order another one according to her menu alright."

The waiter smiled and nodded: "This lady also ordered a bottle of red wine..."

"Of course it also includes red wine." Yang Hao tilted his head slightly and said to the waiter with a smile.

The waiter's eyes lit up, showing two parts of joy, and said with a smile: "Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

Natasha stared at Yang Hao: "It seems that you drink well?"

Yang Hao smiled: "It's okay. Since Ms. Natasha took the initiative to order a bottle of red wine, it's obvious that she can drink well. At least don't worry about being drunk by me..."

"Drunk?" Natasha had a sneer on her face: "It's up to you?"

Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders: "That's what I said, but Miss Natasha is very imposing, it seems that she must be a hero in wine, and we will have a few drinks later."

Natasha's eyes flickered, and she suddenly smiled softly and said, "Okay, you don't want to run away halfway."

Yang Hao blinked: "When it comes to drinking, a man will never say that he can't do it, especially when drinking with a beautiful woman."

Soon, the things they ordered came up, as did two bottles of red wine.

Natasha waved the waiter who was going to serve next to her to leave, then she picked up the wine bottle, poured red wine into her own glass, and said in a slightly strange tone: "This is all with a good reputation. Vintage red wine is most suitable for tasting slowly, but it seems to be a bit of a waste of good wine if it is used to fight wine..."

Yang Hao said with a smile: "Whether it's good wine or bad wine, it's for people to drink. As long as it's drunk in the stomach, it won't be ruined. As for whether the wine is drunk into the mouth of the emperor or the mouth of a beggar, in fact For wine, it makes no difference."

Natasha blinked her eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised: "It seems to make sense, it must be very good to fool little girls."

Yang Hao shook his head and said: "I have never been a person who can taste wine or like to taste wine. For me, wine is wine. Although there are differences in taste, there is no difference in essence. Drinking with people you like, No matter how bad the wine is, it's still sweet, if you drink with someone you don't like, even if it's the best wine, it's like drinking arsenic..."

Natasha raised the almost full wine glass in her hand, with a faint smile on her face: "That's right, come on, cheers."

Yang Hao looked at Natasha's full glass, and raised the glass in front of him with a smile: "Okay, let's make a toast to our acquaintance."

The two touched each other, and Natasha drank the glass of red wine in one gulp, and Yang Hao naturally drank it down, not to be outdone.

There were veal steaks with foie gras in front of Natasha. Natasha picked up the knife and fork and cut the veal steaks in front of her very elegantly.

Yang Hao looked at the steak in front of him, and then at Natasha opposite him. He suddenly smiled softly, put down the knife, stuck his fork directly into the whole piece of steak, and then took a big bite happily.

Natasha noticed Yang Hao's bold movements and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. There was a slight difference in her eyes: "Your current demeanor really looks like..."

Before Natasha finished speaking, Yang Hao had already laughed: "An uneducated nouveau riche?"

When Natasha heard Yang Hao say this, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth for some reason: "Just be honest."

Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders and said: "What I like is to eat meat in big mouths and drink in big bowls. The polite way of eating is really not suitable for me. It is precisely because of this that I specially asked for a private room. Otherwise, a beauty like you would If you date a man like this here, I'm afraid those people will look at you like a sieve..."

Natasha raised her eyebrows slightly: "Do you think it's too embarrassing for me to eat with someone like you?"

Yang Hao laughed: "Who knows, maybe they will also think that a flower is stuck on cow dung. If we have any dispute, maybe there will be a well-dressed gentleman coming to save the beauty..."

Natasha put a small piece of beef into her mouth, chewed it a few times, and then looked at Yang Hao opposite him, biting a piece of steak happily, but suddenly there was some impulse in her heart, and she put down the knife. Like Yang Hao, he forked the whole piece of veal steak and took a big bite.

Yang Hao was surprised when he saw Natasha doing this, and then a smile appeared on his face: "How is it, do you feel good?"

Natasha swallowed the beef in her mouth, picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth, with a complicated look on her face: "It feels good."

Yang Hao raised the fork he was holding on to the steak and said with a smile: "Haha, that's good. It tastes really good. It seems that there is a reason why it is expensive."

After taking two mouthfuls, Yang Hao raised the wine glass that was refilled again: "If you have a big mouthful of meat, you must also have a big mouthful of wine."

Natasha snorted: "I'll get drunk later, don't forget to pay the bill."

Yang Hao smiled and said: "Don't worry, I can't do such a thing as asking a beautiful woman to pay for it when I'm drunk, and I'm very confident in my drinking capacity, just like I am confident in my driving skills."

It's okay not to mention the racing. When Yang Hao mentioned it, Natasha's face suddenly turned cold and she hummed: "Okay, I lost to you in the racing. I admit it, but I don't believe that I can lose even if I drink." for you!"

Looking at Natasha's face, Yang Hao couldn't help being happy: "Does this mean to compete again?"

Natasha narrowed her eyes by two points, staring at Yang Hao: "So what if you lose, so what if you win?"

Yang Hao pursed his lips: "You seem to be really confident in yourself."

Natasha sneered: "Of course, let's talk, bet."

Yang Hao smiled: "I made the bet last time, how about you make it this time?"

Natasha thought for a while and said, "If I win, then forget about kissing you once, and you tell me your unique skill of turning the car."

Yang Hao smiled, calmly: "Then what if I win?"

Natasha hesitated for a while: "Tell me, how do I know what you want?"

Yang Hao smiled and said: "Okay, I won't make any excessive demands. If I win, you are not allowed to avoid me in the future, and you cannot find reasons to refuse when I invite you. Well, you I also know that it is impossible for me to stay here for too long, so even if you don't want to in your heart, this won't last long."

Natasha thought for a while, and it seemed that this was not too much of a request. What's more, Natasha didn't believe that she would lose. She was a paladin who practiced the power of holy light. Alcohol would have a greater effect on her body than ordinary people. The person is much smaller, and Natasha doesn't believe that she can't drink the other party.

"Okay, I promise you."

Yang Hao raised it and clinked it with the wine glass in Natasha's hand, and said with a smile: "I found that our relationship is really good. We are always betting, but I think this feeling is very novel."

Natasha drank the red wine in her glass in one gulp, looked at Yang Hao across from her without changing her expression, and sneered: "Just because you won one game before, doesn't mean you can win the second one now..."

Yang Hao smiled: "Win or not, what you say doesn't count, you have to drink it to know."

Natasha glanced at the wine bottle that was half gone, and suddenly a rather proud smile appeared on her lips: "I don't care who wins or loses, you are going to lose a lot of money today, that's for sure!"