Mr. Ping likes to eat Chinese food, and the restaurant he chooses is also a Chinese restaurant - to be precise, this should be his private hotel.

The beautiful girl wearing a cheongsam brought up the dishes and visited the table - Chinese food cares about placing the dishes and the taste. Each dish looks like a work of art, which makes people a little unwilling to move their chopsticks.

"Ahhh, I want to eat so much, I want to eat so much, I want to eat so much..."

The bracelet was flashing with a light blue light, and it looked like she was performing high-function processing - OK OK, Su Zhi has always had this hidden foodie attribute.

By the way, she loves drinking, delicious food, always looks lazy, and always looks like she sees through the world - but why is her body a small-breasted, blond little luoli instead of a long, lazy big sister?

And then again, why is her figure so barren? Could it be that her body turned out to be a man?

It's possible.

Han Mu fell into thinking.

"Are you thinking about something rude there?" Su Zhi stopped his demands on the food in front of him, and then keenly discovered something was wrong.

"I'm thinking about why Suzhi is a man and you are a woman."

Han Mu changed the subject very naturally and then asked this question that he had always been curious about.

"I always feel that you were not thinking about this problem before." Su Zhi snorted there and then began to explain, "A creature like us actually has no concern about gender - so even if I am a man, I will fall in love with you."

Speaking of this, Su Zhi paused for a moment, and then said in a teasing voice: "I can become a man, are you interested?"

Han Mu pondered for a moment, then spoke very seriously: "Sorry, I haven't reached that level yet."

He really can't accept a man - it's not possible from physical to psychological...

But if Su Zhi really becomes a man...

Maybe he can try it.

"Tsk." Su Zhi said Han Mu, then continued: "Ah, I really want to eat, I really want to eat..."

"Calm down, and be polite now... If you really want to eat, I'll take you to eat enough after you go back."

There were a lot of cold sweats on Han Mu's face. He was doing business. If Su Zhi let go of eating, such a table would not be enough for her to eat. And how would he explain to Mr. Ping that mysteriously disappeared food on the table?

"I know...but although I know, I still can't stand it..." The crystal on the bracelet has begun to turn bright red. "Woooo, I really want to eat it. Seeing the food being eaten by others but I can't drink it at all is simply the biggest torture."

Calm down! You must be calm down! And why will you become violent if you don’t eat! This is unscientific!

Han Mu felt a lot of sweat appearing on his head.

"What's wrong? Are these foods not good for taste?" Old Ping asked a little puzzledly at Han Mu, who looked a little strange.

“No, it’s very delicious.”

Han Mu responded with a smile.

It would be better to say that the things here are so delicious, which makes my small bracelet a little unstable.

In order to make Su Zhi more steady, Han Mu picked up the chopsticks and started eating happily.

Yes, it smells so good.

He felt that Su Zhi was trembling even more violently.

Han Mu was still very happy now.

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Very things can only be negotiated at the dinner table, and I don’t know when this unspoken rule was formed.

This is often accompanied by a lot of alcohol.

——Of course, characters like Mr. Ping simply don’t bother to drink a junior with wine.

"I can't help you openly, I can only block the contact with Lao Han's house over there." Old Ping drank tea and said, "You should also know why this is."

"Of course I know." Han Mu made a move to throw the trash can.

Old Ping was stunned, then laughed loudly. He held his stomach and said, "It should indeed be thrown in the trash can. Throwing them in the trash can will probably bring peace to the world."

"I think so too." Han Mu rolled his eyes upwards.

"Just understand." Old man Ping narrowed his eyes and said, "That's enough."

"Enough."

Han Mu nodded solemnly.

"If you do this, I will help you to suppress the storm in the real economy next, but don't make things too big. There is a benefit here. You must understand that it is not that we always guard this old thatched house, but that sometimes the money to tear down the old thatched nest is much more than that of Babao Linglongtai."

"I understand." Han Mu stood up, then promised to Ping Lao in front of him: "You must know that the Han family has no more Han Zuo."

"No Han Zuo..."

There was a trace of dazedness in Old Man Ping's eyes. He suddenly felt a little stuffy in his chest, and he also thought of what happened a long time ago in his mind.

He remembered that he was walking on the blue brick road with a big cigarette pipe in his mouth and drinking tea. He was wearing a Tang suit, but a man in a suit came towards him. The guy was wearing a top hat and squinted his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about.

The boy always came to him to ask for a cup of tea. He looked elegant and elegant, but he was very involved in the world.

That was a young and crazy man, but all the crazy things he had succeeded back then. Mr. Ping also felt that the man was amazing, and he could only resist the situation for decades in just a cup of tea.

He intended to train that kid, but that kid was even more powerful than him.

Even so, the boy would come to his place to ask for a cup of tea.

The old guy got old and disappeared, leaving only the borers all over the ground. His old bastard hid and lost his temper.

He disappeared, disappeared.

Later, Mr. Ping found out that he was dead.

It was obviously not big, but it was dead.

It's really...

Old Ping was a little dazed. He saw Han Mu in front of him again. The young man looked very much like the old boy at that time. He also had the black windbreaker, the top hat that looked weird, and the look of a squinting smile.

But that's no longer the person back then.

Old Ping sighed.

"I will help you." Old Ping nodded.

Han Mu stood up and bowed to Mr. Ping.

Old Ping looked at Han Mu in front of him, he thought about it for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Han Mu, do you have a girlfriend?"

Han Mu was stunned at the time, and then his face twitched slightly.

“Have it.”

"Tsk, what a pity." The old man sighed.
Chapter completed!