Chapter 85

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 ate the rest of his life with chopsticks.

Bai Chuwei is lack of interest and eats casually.

Duan Feihan paid attention to Bai Chuwei's behavior, and asked in a deep magnetic voice: "not to your taste?"

Duan Xingye said vaguely: "yes, Weiwei, don't you always think about having dinner with my fourth uncle? Why not

Bai Chuwei's eyes are full of dislike.

Is eating the point?

She started to build a valley five thousand years ago. Eating is at best a hobby for her, not a must.

Bai Chuwei wants to put down her chopsticks and looks at Duan Feihan's eyes.

Her eyes are clean but not covered. Duan Feihan has a feeling of being stripped of her clothes

"Fourth master Duan, last time I saved your father, this time I saved your nephew, you have to show something?" Bai Chuwei smiles.

Duan Xingye said, "my father has money, too."

"Shut up Bai Chuwei looks back and stares. Is the ancestor short of money? Does she need that little money? Ten Duan's family are less than half of her assets!

In the girl's eyes, she smiles and looks at him with the broken light of stars. Duan Feihan's slightly protruding laryngeal knot unconsciously rolls, "you Do you want me to hold you? "

Last time Bai Chuwei also asked for the same thing. 300 million yuan was attached.

"Yes, yes, yes!" He hugs, she does not have to take that bitter elixir today, then saved Duan Xingye is also very cost-effective.

Duan Feihan knew that Bai Chuwei's embrace had no other meaning and nodded: "good."

After getting a satisfactory reply, Bai Chuwei picks up her chopsticks to eat.

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

Duan Xingye is still persevering to Bai Chuwei's request to stay at Bai's home for one night, which makes her ears ache.

Three people out of the restaurant, the restaurant door is brilliant, several parking doormen are driving a little girl selling flowers.

"Laozu Zong, I almost died today. I will have nightmares tonight. Let me go." Duan Xingye continued to call in her ear.

Bai Chuwei looks from Duan Xingye to Duan Feihan, who is quiet like water.

Duan Xingye's character can't have nightmares. The real nightmares tonight are Duan Feihan.

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

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

Bai Chuwei suddenly walked into the cool wind at night, took out a hundred yuan red bill and handed it to the driven flower girl: "give me one, the rest is a tip."

The little girl was happy and kept calling for sister fairy.

Under the delicate white flower light, the little white flower of the man's face is fainting.

Until Bai Chuwei handed him the red rose, Duan Fei's eyes became darker and darker.

"Here you are. I hope this flower will be with you tonight."

How many little girls in front of the gate were sent to the little girl of Xingye?

Duan Feihan looked at the rose and calmly said, "why send me roses?"

White Chu Wei red lips slightly Yang, in that warm yellow light abnormal provocative: "to you, want you to be my person."

Bai Chuwei figured out that instead of always looking for him to cuddle, it was better to let him follow her, just like the eight aristocratic families headed by Qi mo. at that time, would it not be left to her ancestors?

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