MTL - The Cold Prince Dotes On His Wild Wife-Chapter 27 Mix into the restaurant to make small two 1

Seeing this, Mo Yan gave the old man a glance and turned to walk to the most prosperous place in Mingyou Kingdom. Along the way, she scolded the old man countless times in the eyes of the dog! In the future, she will become a snake in this street, so she must ask the old man for more protection fees.

It's just that her thoughts will never be realized. After all, it is impossible for our King King to let her go out to shame.

Not far behind Mo Yan, a luxurious carriage came slowly to this side.

Inside the carriage, a man who looked extremely wicked, covered in snow with white clothes, holding a small forehead with one hand.

The carriage arrived at the stall selling sugar gourds, and the driver turned back and asked the man in the carriage:

"My son, can I still buy candied fruit?"

The man frowned, his eyes suddenly opened, and the dark pupil was full of tenderness.

He twitched his lips and laughed:

"Buy them! I bought them all. Sister Ronger of this palace will definitely like it."

After speaking, closed my eyes again, and continued to sham.

And Mo Yan caressed his belly and kept thinking about her sugar gourd, looking up at the surrounding environment, and one person hummed: "Everyone said that the sugar candied gourd was sour, and it was wrapped in sweetness ..." Also happy.

"My son! My son is here!"

Mo Yan looked up and looked up, and saw seven or eight women in colorful dresses, holding silk spars in her hands, waving at her. Her eyes were full of surprise, and the little heart excited "Bang Bang Bang "Continuous beating.

He said to himself, "What's the situation? Could it be an ancient mansion? Wow ... each one looks so good, so why not go up and play for a while?"

Thinking about this, Mo Yan grinned and smiled. Two little tiger teeth added a little cuteness to her. Her thumb and index finger alternated unconsciously.

At this moment, Mo Yan wanted to go in and see, but thought that he was penniless! Frown again. After hesitating for a long time, the women finally made up their minds and walked quickly towards the restaurant.

Soon, the familiar carriage stopped just below the restaurant. The man on the carriage slowly got out of the carriage. The long peach eyes looked up, and a large scream came upstairs.

The man smiled evilly, blinked at the girls upstairs, retracted his gaze and glanced at the four big words of "Glitter", and walked in.

Instead of walking in, Mo Yan is more crowded in. There are too many people here! Too much she has no place to stand. I finally squeezed in and found a corner to sit down. Mo Yan exhaled deeply, cleared his throat, and asked the guests at the table.

"My dear, I don't know what happened in this restaurant? Why is this congestion?"

The man, wearing a plain robe, looked at Mo Yan, and when she saw her long and handsome Junlang, he said:

"Little brother, you all come from a foreign country, right?"

Mo Yan nodded, it should be. The man laughed.

"This is a flash in the pan", but we are famous restaurants in the world. There is a stunning beauty in this restaurant. She will show up for an hour every year on the seventh of July, and talk to the people she likes. But after time, she disappeared without a trace. "

Mo Yan was curious, "Why is it an hour? She has a man he likes?"

"It's impossible to know. But ordinary people like us who are of low status come here to see Fang Rong and make a hilarity. Only those royal powers can get close to her."

Mo Yan knew and nodded again and again, but the man opposite her said it without a break.

"Don't you know, that beauty has the appearance of a celestial being, and her poems, songs, poems, books, calligraphy, paintings, and paintings are all proficient. She looks like a flower, but the beauty of that moment disappears on this continent."

There is such a beautiful woman in the world. The original owner's body is already considered as the best beauty, then that fairy can also reach a new height? Since it's out, it might as well wait for a day and have a good look.

If you think about it, the fan in the opposite guest's hand dangled in front of Mo Yan's eyes,

"Little brother! Hey! Little brother?"

Mo Yan chilled for a moment and smiled awkwardly.

"Ah! You are the first man I have ever seen who is not interested in beauties. Think of the dignitaries of Mingyou and even the other two countries. Which one is not for seeing beauties, I would rather wait year after year. Fortunately tomorrow It ’s the seventh day of July. You can see how many friends from all corners of the world are gathered together today. The purpose of their trip is just to see the beauty.

Mo Yan heard it, and suddenly thought of a sentence, since ancient times, the beauty of the world has caused trouble. It seems that it really has some truth.

There are so many men who are crowded in today with a "short-lived moment" just to see a woman. She was speechless, holding a tea cup in her hand and looking at the situation in the restaurant.

She learned from the guest officer opposite.

"This" Emerald Flower "is divided into three floors. The first floor is the lobby. There is a large stage in the hall for the maikos in the restaurant to display their talents. There are only 70 or 80 sets of guest tables in the lobby, which can accommodate more than 300 people! It is also one of the largest and most luxurious restaurants in Mingyou Kingdom.

The second floor is the place where guests and “maiko” “exchange” their feelings. Of course, not all maiko are only showmanship but not bodywork.

The third floor is a forbidden area of ​​"a flash in the pan," and no guests outside the royal family and aristocracy may approach. Otherwise, there is no way of life other than death. "

And she never expected that, at this moment, an acquaintance, like her, was in this "snapshot" restaurant.

In the “wing” on the third floor, He Lianyi was wearing a black suit alone. The whole man looked calm and cold. He stood at the window and looked down at the luxurious carriage with his hands on his back. Thinking something.