"I don't like people taking photos without my consent." He opened and closed his thin lips and softly uttered these words, but they reached everyone's ears in the suddenly silent restaurant.
The words are calm, but every word is resounding, as if it is nailed into the heart and penetrates the soul in an instant.
It turns out that he is not only a flower boy, but also an ice boy...
Some people were sincerely grateful that they had not acted impulsively just now and did the same thing as that little girl, while others secretly sympathized that such a small move could be censored like this.
This man looks cool and cold, and his character is really not that good.
"I don't dare anymore, never again, please, let me go." The girl in white was completely frightened out of her mind. Seeing that her only relative could not be relied on, she had to desperately beg for mercy.
M looked at her intently for a moment, then finally raised his hand and waved away the two strong men.
Without the restraint, the little girl immediately took her bag and ran towards the door, not caring about the mobile phone on the ground or her brother behind her. Anyway, she was about to leave this place where she was so embarrassed. The most important thing was, She just saw the man's eyes looking over him. There was no emotion in his glacier-like silver eyes. They were like ice crystals, chilling the heart.
As soon as the girl in white ran away, the other customers at the table could no longer hold back. Who knew if their actions might offend the wrong people like the girl did? As if being chased by something, each one of them rushed to the front desk to pay the bill and left without leaving a trace.
However, within a few minutes, she and M were the only two customers left in the entire large glass viewing restaurant.
Oh, except for those two strong men in black.
At this moment, they are like door gods, guarding the door of the restaurant. And the waiters were so scared that they didn't even dare to glance over here...
"Do you always like to have such a big fight when you go out?" Looking at the empty scene in front of her, Leng Yiyao shook her head speechlessly. There was something wrong with the way this person appeared.
The last time he stayed alone in a cafe, he made coffee, ground coffee, and washed the dishes all by himself. Why now, every meal has to be accompanied by a bodyguard
M's eyes swept over the two tower-like men in black, and the ridicule in his eyes was unabashed, "Maybe my family is really afraid that I drink too much at night and don't know the way home."
All, not his men, but sent by his family
Leng Yiyao glanced at him thoughtfully, and was about to laugh at him. Suddenly, her eyes paused, and a dark color quietly passed through her eyes.
"Since your family is worried, you'd better go back early to avoid letting me take the blame." She stood up without hesitation at all, waved to the waiter, and handed over the credit card in her hand...
But he only handed it halfway before it was intercepted by an almost transparent hand...
"There is no reason for men to eat and women to pay." He handed out a gold card from his jacket pocket and put it directly into the other's hand without giving the waiter a chance to hesitate.
She didn't argue. It didn't matter who paid or who was short of a meal. However, she couldn't help but laugh at him: "I found that you are quite chauvinistic."
Who pays for a meal? What does it have to do with men and women
"Just get used to it." He straightened his clothes and looked casual.
Leng Yiyao couldn't help but look at the sky and rolled her eyes. Whoever is used to you can tolerate your bad temper.
"Sir, it's ready." The waiter was surprised to find that there was no password on the card. After paying the bill, he immediately handed it back respectfully.
Now, no matter how handsome he is, they still want to treat him like a god and take him away immediately...
This intimidation is simply too overbearing.
Just because of a photo
Leng Yiyao looked at the waiter's careful look with cold eyes, and the disapproval on his lips that was deliberately concealed was clearly visible.
I couldn't help but sneer, these people always use their own moods to figure out others.
People who have always concealed the color of their hair and eyes finally had the opportunity to relax, but were deliberately photographed. If the photo was spread, had they ever considered the impact it would have on him
As a human being, we always start from our own point of view. Why do we ever think more about others’ point of view
In this world, who is more selfish and domineering
She saw a hint of irritation deep in M's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it and disappeared in a blink of an eye. She couldn't help but pat his arm gently: "Let's go."
The petite palm rested on his arm without any pain, but he felt that she had clearly seen through him tonight.
Frowning, he was about to speak, but saw that she had already taken the lead.
When the two towering men saw her walking ahead of M, complex emotions flashed across their faces, but she suddenly stopped and looked at their wrists for a long time.
She was obviously just a little girl, but the expressions of the two strong men suddenly froze.
But in the blink of an eye, she turned around and left with a meaningful smile.
On the wheat-colored skin, the dark brown scorpion tattoo is more and more clearly reflected in the intersection of lights and shadows.
The stinger-bearing tail faces upwards, while the slender body faces downwards.
I couldn't help but chuckle in my heart, seriously, it's been so long...