Wang Yan felt very fresh. He had never seen this side of her in school.

Just as she stared at her with interest, she suddenly pushed the menu back and asked, "Do you want to make up for something?"

"Damn!" Wang Yan was happy, "Who will invite us to have a meal today?"

"I'll ask! Just buy me fruit later!"

Wang Yan asked about her behavior of turning against the enemy, but He Miaomiao didn't even think about it and blurted out the job of paying the bill.

"Don't."

Wang Yan shook his head and looked down at the menu, "Brother can't afford to lose that person."

After a glance, I found that the dishes ordered by He Miaomiao were not cheap, but except for a portion of the magic soup, the price was 1,688 per tripod, the most expensive dishes were only 398 yuan.

Tsk, are Hunan cuisine born without high-priced varieties?

I didn't find anything I was interested in on the genuine menu. I opened the separate "Summer Menu" and saw a look at an iced deep sea green dragon.

"Add another deep-sea green dragon, just that."

1788 per serving.

The waiter left tremblingly, and was numb by the two young people in front of him.

The main selling price of the Mansion No. 31 is mainly about the environment and services. The current prices of dishes are always criticized for being expensive, because Hunan cuisine has always been a commoner cuisine and it is difficult to make a clear distinction between tastes.

Therefore, customers spend 1,000 yuan per person to eat Japanese, French and Cantonese cuisine, and spend 4,500 yuan per person to eat Hunan cuisine, which is a common phenomenon.

For non-official consumption or non-business banquets, there will be no one table of guests that can order food so luxuriously.

However, neither Wang Yan nor He Miaomiao felt that there was any problem.

Especially Miss He, she directly exposed the nature of a rich man and was extremely insensitive to prices.

As soon as the waiter went, she immediately diverted her attention, held her chin with both hands, and asked Wang Yan with a smile, "How is it, I'm cutting you handsome enough?"

Young Master Wang raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you fascinated?"

"That's far from it!"

"That's not handsome enough."

After facing each other, He Miaomiao did not have the arrogance she had on WeChat, and at most she was a smirk.

"But I think you can fascinate thousands of girls! How about it, otherwise you will approve me to post it on Bilibili to try it out?"

Why is it that brother goes out to coax you? Do you know how to attack?!

Of course it's because...

Young Master Wang calmly withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to pour tea.

"No need, I don't lack this fame, you don't lack that vanity, you can keep the video for your private appreciation."

Wang Yan didn't mention taking back the video. Haste is not enough, so he has to take it slowly.

Even so, He Miaomiao was still dissatisfied with "I admire you! What are you worth appreciating?"

"Long legs! I think that move is handsome." Wang Yan was confident.

He Miaomiao spat lightly, "Shameless!"

"Tsk tsk, just drink some juice, why are you blushing?"

"impossible!"

Wang Yan's joke made He Miaomiao nervous in an instant, and he subconsciously reached out and touched his cheek.

After touching it, I realized I was deceived.

"Wang Yan, really, you are definitely a fickle scumbag, you can easily pick up the tricks of picking up girls!"

He Miaomiao was angry, but Wang Yan was unmoved.

"I've flirted with you?"

He Miaomiao was choked again.

Strictly speaking, Wang Yan is not a flirting with her. There are basically no deliberate elements in her previous contacts.

It's different from all her previous suitors.

But if you say you don’t flirt at all, that’s nonsense.

It is this kind of temptation that appears, exists, is close and distant, which makes people at a loss.

"Hmph! You know whether you have a good impression of me!"

When the word "favorite" was mentioned, Mr. Wang suddenly felt a sudden change in his heart.

A smile spread out from the corners of the eyes and eyebrows. Wang Yan suggested, "Let's play a game. Assuming that 100 points of favorability is the extreme of love, and 0 points are strangers. Which number do you think my favorability towards you should be quantified?"

He Miaomiao frowned, "What kind of game is this?"

"Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking."

"Then you keep going!"

Wang Yan said slowly, "We each write a number, and I promise I will fairly quantify my favorability for you. As for you, you can only guess blindly.

If the number you guessed is smaller than the answer I gave and the difference is less than 5 points, even if you win.

On the contrary, if your guess is greater than my answer, you will lose."

He Miaomiao was very dissatisfied with "Why is there a 5-point limit?"

"Because you should prevent you from guessing randomly! If you write 1 point, it must be smaller than the actual number!"

The reason is very good, but He Miaomiao is still dissatisfied. "Then I guess that the first time I am a big one is still very reliable, right? Why is it not considered that I won within 5 points?"

Wang Yan refuted in seconds, "At guessing even a little bit, it's all narcissism!"

"You... are not fair!"

The young lady glared over angrily, inexplicably sensitive to the word narcissism.

In fact, that loophole was originally left by Wang Yan on purpose for her. He pretended to think for a while and finally nodded.

"Okay, okay, no matter how big or small, you will win if you are within 5 o'clock!"

"This is almost the same!"

He Miaomiao immediately turned anger into joy, and was ready to beat her hands.

"Then tell me, how do you calculate the bet?"

"You mention what you win, I mention what I win, and then let's discuss it."

"good!"

He Miaomiao seemed to have found an interesting toy, devoted herself to it and immediately began to think about it.

"Well... I think about it... Oh, there is! If I win, until I leave, as long as you are at school, I will ask you to buy fruits and snacks, you will be on call and deliver to your doorstep!"

She didn't mention the request of picking up and dropping off the car in a shopping car because it was not necessary at all.

Miss He, at present, only a little fruit is missing, and the remaining material needs can be fully met.

Excessive satisfaction.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan felt that things in the world were wonderful.

If I hadn't had to go to school and live in school and exercise my ability to be independent, a lady like He Miaomiao really had nothing to lack, without any flaws...

Could it be that foodie's spiritual sense skill that seems to be useless is prepared for you?

All causes will be fruitful, and your retribution will be me...

Nodded calmly, Mr. Wang was very decent, "Okay. Then if you lose, give me the original video manuscript and all copies, is that fair?"

"certainly……"

He Miaomiao dragged a long voice and suddenly felt "unfair!"

A little unexpected.

No, it was a very unexpected.

It's quite difficult for you to deal with...

But Wang Yan was not panicked at all and asked calmly, "Why?"

"Because that is a work I have worked hard to make. If you want to take it away, just rely on such a gamble?"

“You can increase your stakes over there.”

He Miaomiao wrinkled his nose and narrowed his eyes, and smiled in a cunning way, "But I don't need more! What should I do?!"

faint!

It’s really hard for the young lady to fiddle with, and she can’t find the corresponding needs!!

Wang Yan was pondering, and He Miaomiao turned against him and teased him with one move.
Chapter completed!