"Okay, please go to the Han Tower, please." Song Ci said.

Han Tower is a very famous restaurant in Yanjing. Yes, it is the restaurant. It has only a two-story building, but the decoration is antique, and it is said that all the dishes in it have been passed down for hundreds of years.

Moreover, all meals in the Han Tower must be reserved in advance.

However, Song Ci didn't need it, because the Han Tower was opened by her elder aunt's younger brother, so she didn't need to make an appointment to go.

"Han Tower, Song Ci, you are getting more and more peeling, you go to your family’s dining table for dinner, and you say to invite me, I'm going to Hao Ting." Yun Fei smiled and looked at Song Ci contemptuously, his chin lifted high. Tall, he made that attitude of contempt to be sufficient.

"Hao Ting, are you sure?" Song Ci looked at Yun Fei with a weird face and smiled, his eyes were slightly joking.

"I'm sure, what's the matter? Reluctant?" Yun Fei laughed at this moment and only wanted to slaughter Song Ci, so he didn't think about anything else at all.

"Okay, then Hao Ting, you decide when." Song Ci responded. It doesn't matter if she loses some money, she is afraid that Yun Fei will regret that her intestines will be blue when she laughs.

"Tomorrow, noon." Yun Fei paused with a smile and said: "Just you and me, don't call the two women just now."

"It's all right, I know." Song Ci waved his hand.

"I want to order the most expensive food, and eat a beast like you." Yun Fei grinned triumphantly.

"It's not good for you to say this in front of me." Song Ci black thread, can you talk ill of others behind others.

"I don't want to say it in front of you, how do you know that someone is scolding you, I will say it in front of you." Yun Fei rolled his eyes with a smile, and said not in front of you or behind your back, then you won't be able to hear it. , He didn't have enough to eat, so why didn't he find it happy for himself.

"If you don't accept it, I will convince you!" Song Ci said, and then strode forward.

"Don't forget tomorrow's meal." Yun Fei laughed and greeted loudly.

"Don't worry, you can't forget it." Song Ci paused slightly and replied with a weird expression.

After Song Ci left, Yun Fei grinned with a little doubt: "Isn't it just a meal? Why is his face so weird?"

If he didn't understand, Yun Feixiao simply didn't want to think about it.

What he didn't know was how embarrassing it would be when he stood at the gate of the mansion tomorrow.

Song Ci was climbing the stairs, thinking about Yunfei's decision to go to the Royal Court with a smile, Song Ci couldn't help but want to raise the corner of his mouth.

The relationship between Yun Feixiao and her is special and not special, and it is indeed very special if it is not special.

Song Xiao’s company is called Yun Shi, which was founded by Song Ci’s grandmother, and Song Ci’s grandmother was named Yun.

As for Yun Feixiao, he is the son of Song Ci’s grandmother’s younger brother. It stands to reason that Song Ci has to deal with Yun Feixiao's uncle. However, because Yun Feixiao is the same age as Song Ci, and Song Ci, the little devil in the world, doesn’t want to be called. In addition, Yun Feixiao is not the natural child of the Yun family, so just let her go.

Except for Song Banlan and Ye Li in the whole school, people who knew her true identity.

But he didn't know Ye Li also knew that Song Ci was a girl.

But because Song Ci and Yun Feixiao are the same age, the two have played well since they were young.

Both of them are beautiful from childhood to adulthood.

Why should we say beauty?

It's because Yun Feixiao's looks are too girly, or that he looks like a boy or a girl.

Yun Feixiao himself also cared about his beautiful face, so after the first pimples appeared in adolescence, he covered his entire face tightly.

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