Matriarch is Pretty and Cool

Chapter 85: I want you to be mine

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Duan Feihan took them to the five-star restaurant that had been reserved before. At this time, it was getting late and there were not many people in the restaurant.

Duan Xingye spent the rest of his life eating with chopsticks.

Bai Chuwei lacked interest and took a few bites.

Duan Feihan paid attention to Bai Chuwei's actions, and asked in a low magnetic voice with concern, "Is it not to your taste?"

Duan Xingye said vaguely: "Yes, Weiwei, haven't you been thinking about having a date with my fourth uncle? Why don't you eat?"

Bai Chuwei's eyes were full of disgust.

Is eating the point

She had inedia five thousand years ago, and eating is at most a hobby for her, and definitely not a must.

Bai Chuwei thought about putting down her chopsticks, and her eyes lit up at Duan Feihan.

Her eyes were clean but undisguised, Duan Feihan felt as though she had been stripped of her clothes...

"Fourth Master Duan, last time I saved your father, this time I saved your nephew, you have to show something, right?" Bai Chuwei smiled slightly.

Duan Xingye said, "My dad is also rich."

"Shut up!" Bai Chuwei glanced back, is the ancestor short of money? Does she care about that money? The ten Duan families together do not have half her assets!

The girl's eyes were full of smiles, staring at him with the light of broken stars, Duan Feihan's slightly raised Adam's apple rolled unconsciously, "You... want me to hug you?"

Bai Chuwei also made this request last time, and the three hundred million are all incidental.

"That's right!" He hugged her, she didn't have to take the bitter elixir today, so saving Duan Xingye would be a good deal.

Duan Feihan knew that Bai Chuwei's hug had no other meaning, and nodded: "Okay."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Bai Chuwei picked up the chopsticks to eat.

When they came out of the restaurant, it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and the spring breeze was a little cool at night.

Duan Xingye was still persevering in asking Bai Chuwei to stay at Bai's house for one night, and the noise made her ears hurt.

The three walked out of the restaurant, the door of the restaurant was resplendent, and several doormen who parked were driving away a little girl who was selling flowers.

"Old Ancestor, I almost died today, I will definitely have nightmares tonight, let me go." Duan Xingye continued to call in her ear.

Bai Chuwei's eyes crossed from Duan Xingye to Duan Feihan, who was as quiet as water.

Duan Xingye's character doesn't have nightmares. I'm afraid the one who will really have nightmares tonight is... Duan Feihan.

When his mother died in front of him in the same way as a child, he had a nightmare for 20 years. Now that she and his nephew have also fallen from the building, he must have a hard time tonight.

Duan Feihan did not plan to go to bed tonight, and was going to the study to approve the documents for the night.

Bai Chuwei suddenly walked into the cool breeze of the night, took out a hundred-dollar red bill and handed it to the little flower girl who was driven away: "Give me one, the rest is a tip."

The little girl was happy and kept calling out to the fairy sister.

Bai Chuwei took the bright red rose, her white fingers brushed the delicate petals lightly, performed a small sleep-aiding technique, and walked towards the man under the dim street lamp with a smile. .

Duan Feihan's eyes darkened until Bai Chuwei handed him the red rose.

"For you, I hope this flower will accompany you in your good dreams tonight."

Several people at the door headed by Duan Xingye were dumbfounded. The little girl gave roses to the big man

Duan Feihan looked at the rose and said calmly, "Why did you give me a rose?"

Bai Chuwei's red lips raised slightly, and under the warm yellow light, she was very seductive: "I want to show you my love and want you to be my person."

Bai Chuwei figured it out, instead of always looking for him for a hug, it's better to let him follow her, just like the eight great families headed by Qi Mo, won't the ancestors be hugged by then