MTL - Spoiled-Chapter 70

After being so provoked, Fu Yuan's eyes grew darker and deeper, and his lips narrowed into a straight line.

He wiped his mouth elegantly with a napkin. Although his expression was not wavering, his eyes were emotional, and he whispered, "Is Xiao Ji full?"

Han Yun said unexpectedly: "I'm full."

In fact, he is at least half full, but because he wants to lose weight, he can only eat so much, and dinner is the most difficult to digest. In fact, models often do not eat after 4pm.

Knowing that he was not full, Fu Yuan asked him if he wanted to eat more. Han Yun resolutely shook his head and said that he would not eat any more. He would practice Pilates for an hour more with a bite. As a result, Fu Yuan packed the dessert. When the two left, Han Yun politely said goodbye to Zhou Wen. I did not expect Xiao Ming to stand up directly: "I'll treat you today, and I'll check it out for you."

Xiao Ming snapped his fingers and called the waitress: "Pay."

"This table, the table next to it, I settled together." Xu Shi had played too many brain-impaired idol dramas before. When he settled the bill, he was almost the same as in the play.

Han Yun said: "No need to help us ..." Before he finished speaking, Xiao Ming seemed to be shaking his hand very generously: "Everyone working together this time, nothing."

The waiter took his black card and returned after half a minute. He gave Xiao Ming the bills at the two tables. Xiao Ming glanced at the consumer bills and saw a lot of zeros, or the euro symbol, his face slightly changed. change.

In such a restaurant, they still have so many people, and a dinner is expensive. This is not the first time he has come, knowing that it will cost at most 30,000 to 40,000 Euros, but I did not expect ...

"200,000 Euros?" Even if he is a rich second-generation, and consumes 1.6 million for a dinner, it will be painful, not to mention that when he orders, he can't be so expensive!

With a somber face, he questioned the waiter: "Is the price wrong? How could it be 200,000 Euros?"

The waiter was extremely eco-friendly, and said with a low eyebrow: "Oh, it's the two gentlemen at the table next to me, who ordered a bottle of Romani Conti."

Xiao Ming turned his head and looked at the red wine on the table. The lights were dim and the wine was almost the same. He hadn't noticed before that the red wine ordered by Han Yun turned out to be Romani Conti! And the wine looked almost full, and the two tulip cups were mixed with half a cup, and they didn't move!

I didn't even drink a bite!

This is probably the most expensive wine in the world. If it is older, it will exceed one million.

Xiao Ming's face turned into a pig's liver color, and his heart was so angry that if he had money, the money would not be so wasted! He thought that the Chinese food at that table would be tens of thousands at most, and he let Han Yun lose his face. Now when he helps Han Yun to settle the bill, it is equivalent to earning his face. He doesn't care about tens of thousands. Wan, it hurts him a lot.

Rao is Han Yun who doesn't understand English, and now I can see that Xiao Ming's face is not good because there is a problem with the checkout price. He stepped forward a few steps: "Mr. Xiao, how much did we spend? I transfer the money to you? "

Xiao Ming drew his mouth and said, "You ordered a bottle of more than one million red wine, but you didn't move a bite?"

Han Yun waved his hand and heard what he meant, and it was a little funny: "It's nothing special to take a sip. This wine is so expensive? How can it make you pay?"

Xiao Ming was holding up, and he promised neither, nor did he promise, after all, so much money ... how could it be cheap for the other side?

His agent, Ling, is a master of public relations. When she saw Xiao Ming's expression, she understood everything. She immediately rushed in front of Xiao Ming and said, "Mr. Han, Ming Ming, I did not notice that you ordered it so expensive. Wine, this ... let's talk privately later. "

The meaning was obvious, that is, the meaning of asking him to pay back the money. The atmosphere at the scene became more and more awkward. The editors of several magazine agencies lowered their heads and brushed the phone silently, pretending not to hear.

Xiao Ming didn't say a word, feeling that his face was trampled on the ground by this little model. Moreover, he was also worried that after Han Yun left, he would contact him again.

Although he was worried, he was a face-loving person after all. He didn't say a word when he was tense, and his face was ugly.

Fortunately, the Han Yun didn't care, and said with a smile: "It's not too early, so I will go home to sleep first."

At this time, Fu Yuan, who had been standing behind Han Yun, stood up, took out a cheque book, signed a check of 200,000 Euros, and said slowly: "This large amount is not convenient for online transfers. If you don't know, just pay by check. "

This time, Xiao Ming's face became even more ugly, red and white for a while, like a palette.

He couldn't pull his face to pick up the check, but his agent moved very quickly, faster than the agent, the waiter walking forward, he returned the card to Xiao Ming and said: "This sir, this is your card .Your account has been settled by our chef. The chef said that his friend's friend is also his friend. If you come from afar, he should do his best. "

Broker Sister Ling was about to run into that cheque. At this moment, when she heard the waitress's words, she had to stop in the air and take it back suddenly.

This time, she felt a little pain for Xiao Ming.

After the departure of Han Yun, Xiao Ming sat in a gloomy face tasting red wine, and the table was still feeling: "More than ten thousand euros of red wine, the chef pays?"

"Yeah, I'm afraid it's a very good relationship! Han Yun's connections are so broad. Others know the restaurant, and at most, they have discounts on their meals. He knows so much. The chef pays for even such expensive red wine."

"Yeah, their red wine doesn't look like it's been moving. It's extravagant."

Xiao Ming sneered: "I know a chef who is so good and well connected? I know so many big names, and I haven't seen me."

After the two got on the bus, Han Yun said, "How can the chef look like you as a benefactor?" He said. Zai carefully collected the check and planned to go back to exchange it.

The driver started the car, and Fu Yuan suddenly choked Han Yun: "Give him kindness before."

Han Yun likes him and naturally likes to hug him, so he doesn't reject it. He leans forward and said, "Master Fu, you haven't eaten a few meals, are you full?"

"No."

"Then why don't you eat more? Anxious to leave?"

"What do you say?" Fu Yuan took him to his lap. The car was right on the road in the forest. There was almost no light in the car. It was dark and dark, and Han Yun felt immediately that he was sitting on something stick-like. On hard utensils.

He froze for a second, feeling a little bit embarrassed and a little proud of his heart. He lowered his voice and said ambiguously, "I didn't take off my shoes and didn't touch you, you ... you are so sensitive, wonderful!"

The car drove out of the forest road, the road became open and spacious, and the lights outside the window were brighter.

A row of light flashed across Han Yun's side, revealing his bright and pure eyes.

Fu Yuan felt suffocated, and apparently had no heart, but his mouth seemed to be able to taste the taste of love, sweet and bitter. He stared at Han Yun with deep eyes, his lips covering up without warning, close to the road: "Your Majesty, Offend. "

After speaking, he put Han Yun on the spacious back seat of the car, a party car that can be used for partying. The back seat is extremely spacious. The carpet is as deep as the winter snow in Paris, soft and white.

At first, Fu Yuan was still twirling gently, and Han Yun seemed to be fascinated. He did n’t know how to respond, and he did n’t know the secret of the kiss. He squinted and stared at him with some confusion, Fu Yuan closed his eyes, very Add gravity quickly, the soft tongue tip teases Han Yun flexibly, advancing predatoryly, holding him desperately sucking.

Not only that, Fu Yuan's hands also peeled off the camel coat of Han Yun, and walked slowly on him. A dense kiss spread from his lips to behind his ears, to his white neck, and then down. In the heated trunk of the car, the air was getting warmer. Han Yun let him kiss him, his head was swollen, and the light outside the window was flowing away in front of his eyes, which was very blurred. The knot in his throat was □□, making him tremble all over.

All the clothes were picked up, and the response from Han Yun came up.

Han Yun was very angry: "Why do you seduce me like this! I knew that I would eat more! Now I have no energy." He shoved Tui Fuyuan with a bright flush on his face and shouted, "Quickly, take off your pants. Now, you go on your stomach and want to do `you."

Unexpectedly, Fu Yuan was unmoved, ignored Han Yun's orders, grabbed Han Yun's two wrists, and pressed him like a mountain. He sniffed desperately on the Han Yun, breathing heavily, like a beast foraging, and shrouded in a dangerous atmosphere.

The car drove smoothly.

Han Yun made him kiss very itchy, and at the same time very angry, struggling a few times: "What do you do not let me move, wanton, do you not want to sleep? I can be angry!"

"Xiao Jiu, be good, don't move, be good, be good ..." Fu Yuan hugged him and kissed more and more downwards. He had released Han Yun's wrist, and Han Yun shook his arm and half supported him. Sitting up, he was caught by Fu Yuan's two feet, so that he immediately turned over and fell heavily on the black seat.

Fu Yuan's shirt was half untied, and his muscular muscles exposed caused Han Yun to swallow, and at the same time, he was very upset and couldn't subdue him.

"Your Majesty, do you know why the minister is not full?"

Han Yun saw that he was taking off his socks, and that he was in the shape of a personal turn of his horse, and felt very dignified. "You eat less!"

"Chen is hungry, but Chen ca n’t fill it up, no matter what I eat, how much ..." Fu Yuan's voice is very light, but without emotion, his dark eyes are watching Han Yun deeply, "I will never fill full."

Han Yun was frightened and didn't struggle anymore: "Xuan Zhu, are you ... you don't like human food?" He stared into Fu Yuan's eyes, "So are you hungry now?"

"Hungry." Fu Yuan dropped a word, his fingers scratched at his feet. "Itch, let go." Han Yun trembled, bowed his body, and kicked his face at the same time, but he couldn't get the strength and flutter.

However, Han Yun did not expect that he was so hungry, he bowed his head, narrowed his eyes, and turned his ears red: "Did you eat the ambitious leopard! Dare to make fun of me!"