Song Jiumei has been observing Song Wuyou.
Seeing that she wanted chrysanthemum tea, she smiled triumphantly.
The waiter came out of the pantry with the tray.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw Song Jiumei.
The waiter smiled at her.
Song Jiumei gave the waiter a check and cut straight to the point: "I need your help with something."
When the waiter glanced at the number on the check, there was a look of greed in his eyes.
The waiter smiled: "What do I need?"
Song Meimei glanced around: "Follow me."
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The waiter came out of Song Jiuyue's break, and then walked towards the party scene.
There were several cups of drinks on his tray, one of which was the chrysanthemum tea that Song Wuyou wanted.
In passing a curved corridor, someone walked too hastily and bumped into the waiter.
Startled, the waiter gripped the tray tightly with both hands.
However, some of the drinks in the tray were shaken out.
The waiter glanced back at the person who bumped him.
Looking at the unfamiliar back, the waiter frowned, who, walking without eyes.
The waiter quickened his pace and gave Song Wuyou the chrysanthemum tea.
Song Wuyou stood in high heels for too long, took a chrysanthemum tea and found a seat to sit down.
She just sat down when Gu Yanhao came and sat down opposite her.
"What did you say to Mrs. Jill?" Gu Yanhao asked.
"Mrs. Jill is very clever."
Gu Yanhao raised her eyebrows: "She knows that Wuyou is you?"
Song Wuyou nodded: "Well, she also asked me to design a cheongsam for her."
Gu Yanhao's eyes were as deep as ancient ponds, and he looked at Song Wuyou, "Aside from these, didn't she say anything to you?"
Song Wuyou took a sip of tea, "No."
Gu Yanhao lowered her eyes and looked at the cup in her hand, "Do you like to drink scented tea?"
The Song Wuyou he knew hated drinking scented tea the most, and usually drank various beverages.
"Drink scented tea to nourish your health." Song Wuyou took another sip.
This is wild chrysanthemum, the water from soaking it is sweet and fragrant, very delicious.
Song Jiumei looked towards them not far away.
Seeing Gu Yanhao chatting with her sentence after sentence, Song Jiumei was jealous.
But seeing Song Wuyou drinking the chrysanthemum tea, a sneer of success appeared in her eyes.
When the waiter passed by her, she smiled and said, "Give me a glass of red wine."
The waiter stopped, and Song Jiumei reached out to pick up the glass of red wine from his tray.
She sips slowly, slowly waiting for the time to pass.
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About half an hour.
Song Wuyou was still sitting there, eating the dessert served by Gu Yanhao.
Seeing her dissatisfied expression, Song Jiumei became anxious.
"Is it okay?"
Song Jiuyue came out of the rest, not caring about everyone's eyes, came to Song Jiumei's side, and asked softly.
"It should be soon." Song Jiumei said.
Song Jiuyue looked at Song Wuyou and frowned slightly, "Didn't you say that the medicine is very effective? Why didn't she react at all?"
Song Jiumei: "Maybe everyone's constitution is different, and the reaction time is also different."
Song Jiuyue: "No matter how different it is, more than half an hour has passed, and there should be a reaction."
Song Jiuyue glanced coldly at Song Jiumei, and saw that her face was unusually red.
Seeing that the glass of wine in her hand was still half full, she said coldly, "Why are you drinking so much wine?"
"..." Song Jiumei didn't answer Song Jiuyue's words.
Because, she felt that the air here was a bit stuffy.
how so
They are on a yacht. The yacht is sailing in the sea, and the sea wind is howling. How can it be stuffy