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Zhuo Zhaoyun in her arms slowly opened her eyes.
"Did I wake you up?" Zhang Feng said softly.
Zhuo Zhaoyun's cheeks flushed and she shook her head slightly.
After getting out of Zhang Feng's arms, he looked at the time and saw that it was already half past six in the afternoon.
"No. Zhang Feng, are you hungry? Should we go out to eat something?"
Hearing this, Zhang Feng nodded. The last meal I had was in Japan. It felt good to sleep after being back for such a long time, but my stomach was already hungry.
After the two people simply washed up, they were ready to go out.
Just as he got into the car and prepared to set off, Zhang Feng's cell phone rang in his pocket.
Zhang Feng frowned slightly, Hua Yao wouldn't be looking for him at this time, would he
Zhuo Zhaoyun looked even more worried. Did he have something to go out for just after he came back
He took out his cell phone anxiously and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, so he answered the call.
"Zhang Feng, it's me, the gigolo, come and pick me up, Marde, I'm almost starving." The gigolo's voice came from the phone.
Zhang Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it wasn't Hua Yao who called him.
Yin Yang said angrily: "I'm sorry, I have someone to accompany me now. Hehe, I want to eat by myself, so I won't let you accompany me."
"Oh, I'll go, Zhang Feng, don't forget that you still owe me two treats. Damn, you're not going to eat with a woman, are you? You kid is a bit forgetful of friends." The gigolo said unwilling to give up.
The conversation between the two people also reached Zhuo Zhaoyun's ears. Zhuo Zhaoyun smiled and whispered: "Zhang Feng, why don't we go pick him up? He is your friend anyway."
Zhang Feng was in mourning for a while. It was true that the gigolo said he was his friend, but this friend... was so good-looking!
"Okay, just wait for me at the door. I'll drive over right away." Now that Zhuo Zhaoyun had spoken, Zhang Feng said to the gigolo.
He drove towards the five-star hotel in Base 01. When he was about to arrive, he said to Zhuo Zhaoyun, "Zhaoyun, this friend of mine is a bit special. You have to be mentally prepared."
Zhuo Zhaoyun asked strangely: "What's so special? Are you physically disabled?"
puff! Zhang Feng really couldn't help but smile. If the gigolo heard it,
Will these words lead to immediate violence
He shook his head slightly and said, "No, no, you'll know when you see him. He's a bit special anyway."
The gigolo stood at the door of the hotel and saw a Ford Raptor approaching. He saw Zhang Feng inside through the windshield and waved casually.
Zhang Feng drove the car over, parked beside him, turned to Zhuo Zhaoyun and said, "You saw it."
Zhuo Zhaoyun was a little stunned and said: "Is this a man? Or a woman?"
"The man is really a pure man. Zhaoyun, he is a bit taboo about this issue. Don't say it in front of him." Zhang Feng reminded.
Zhuo Zhaoyun was still a little unbelievable, and murmured to herself in surprise: "It makes no sense, he is a man who is more beautiful than me."
The gigolo got into the car through the rear door. Zhang Feng dared to open his mouth to introduce Zhuo Zhaoyun, but the gigolo said before him: "Are you Zhang Feng's girlfriend? My name is Xu Yuwei, and I am Zhang Feng's buddy."
Hearing his words, Zhuo Zhaoyun couldn't help but blush, and looked at Zhang Feng timidly.
Although the relationship between the two people has further developed, neither party has broken through this layer of paper.
He nodded slightly and said, "Well, hello, I'm Zhuo Zhaoyun, just call me Zhaoyun."
"What? Comrade Xu Yuwei, what do you want to eat? I treat you to dinner, but I'm just asking you for a favor." Zhang Feng said word by word. He didn't know the gigolo's name before.
"I, Cao, if you treat me to a meal, you have to repay the favor. Damn it, no, of course I eat whatever is expensive, just walk up to the Kyoto Hotel." The gigolo shouted.
Zhuo Zhaoyun now understands that Xu Yuwei, who looks more feminine than a woman, is really a pure man as Zhang Feng said, and his words are simply dirty words.
Zhang Feng drove quickly towards the Kyoto Hotel.
When the three of them walked into the restaurant, the dancer's return rate was almost 100%.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Feng decisively gave up the idea of eating in the lobby and walked into the private room. The waiter handed over the menu and kept darting towards the gigolo with his eyes.
The gigolo decisively followed what he just said, eat whatever is expensive. He almost ordered all the most expensive dishes on the menu, returned the menu to the waiter, and said: "Let the chef hurry up and serve it."
vegetable. "
The waiter looked at the gigolo infatuatedly, nodded, took the menu and reluctantly walked out of the box.
"Xu Yuwei, don't you get tired of walking around with such a face every day?" Zhang Feng said jokingly.
The gigolo took the tea and poured it into his mouth, stared, and said: "I'll go, you think I think, Mad, it's all my father and mother's fault for being so good-looking."
Zhuo Zhaoyun also asked curiously: "What do uncle and aunt do?"
"Oh, my dad is a drama actor and my mom is a ballet dancer." The dancer said casually.
Zhang Feng's eyelids twitched twice, he was really genetically powerful.
While waiting for the food to be served, Zhuo Zhaoyun's cell phone rang.
She smiled apologetically, and when she saw it was Chen Wanru calling, she answered the call and said, "Sister Wanru."
"Well, Zhaoyun, is Zhang Feng with you now?" Chen Wanru asked with a smile.
"Are you with me? Do you want me to give him the phone?"
"No, wherever you are now, I'll go find you." Chen Wanru said.
After telling Chen Wanru the address, Zhuo Zhaoyun hung up the phone and said, "Zhang Feng, Sister Wanru said she would come right away."
Zhang Feng frowned slightly. The senior sister's information was quite good, but why did she come to see him
The dishes were served one after another, but the three of them did not start immediately. After all, there was still one guest who had not arrived.
The gigolo looked at the exquisite dishes in front of him without any idol burden, and his mouth was almost watering, and he said: "Zhang Feng, you don't know what kind of life I lived in Japan. It was okay to eat their food a few days ago. It was a fresh idea. But the more I ate, the more disgusting I became. Finally, I cooked a pack of domestic instant noodles. By the way, when will your sister Wanru arrive? I can’t wait to start."
Zhang Feng burst into laughter and said: "Don't worry, you will be there soon. As a senior sister, I don't dare to say anything else. I always carry good wine with me."
"real?"
Seeing Zhang Feng nod, the gigolo said with a bite: "Made, for the sake of good wine, I will wait for her. If Zhang Feng doesn't have good wine, I will blame you. It's grandma's, it's kid's." Sake has no taste at all and is no different from plain water.”