"Hum," Nan Yue nodded casually and remembered to ask, "did you tell her all about me?"

Hu Xuerou's face flashed uneasily, and then shook his head and said, "no, since you don't want to disclose your identity, naturally you don't want others to know. Where will I go and talk nonsense."

I really want to tell my fellow sisters that I was scared out of the fox tail by the coercion of South Vietnam. I can't mix up after that!

"That's OK, but I have to prepare for a few days. I have to go home tomorrow and contact you in a few years. Or you can give me an address and send it by express. You can pay after acceptance. "

South Vietnam mainly doesn't want to. Her fame spreads among the demon families. After all, she has to be careful in the entertainment industry in the future.

Hu Xuerou replied, "OK, or that price?"

"Well," said Nan Yue with a smile, "I don't mind if you give me more."

"Gee, if you don't sign a brokerage company, it's more expensive to be your own boss." Hu Xuerou wrinkled her nose, ate the foie gras in a few bites, and went to roast snails.

Halfway through the meal, I remembered to take a selfie with South Vietnam, then took pictures of the dishes on the table that had not moved, and happily posted a microblog.

@Hu Xuerou: the first thing to do back to city a is to make an appointment with Yueyue ~ Kaisen ~ [picture] [picture]

After sending, he didn't urge South Vietnam to forward or comment on praise, but put down his mobile phone and eat seriously.

Seeing this, Nanyue couldn't help but pick up her eyebrow and smile, and then didn't disturb her, so she ate her own.

F cuisine is famous for its small weight and large plates. It seems that it has been divided into multiple processes. It has been served one plate after another, but it has disappeared before it tastes anything.

At the end of the dessert, Hu Xuerou looked pitifully at South Vietnam: "how many more?"

"Not full?" South Vietnam looked back at her with leisure.

Hu Xuerou nodded hurriedly, "it's just full."

Nanyue nodded slightly: "OK, then go to me. I'll give you some takeout and take care of your food."

"..." before Hu Xuerou could be happy, she was suddenly disillusioned. "Then I'd better go home by myself."

If you want to eat takeout, of course, you are still comfortable at home. No one will say no to how you want to eat or lie down.

Nanyue nodded happily: "I have no problem. Now check out and go home?"

"Wait a minute. It's rare for this kind of store to come back. Of course, you should enjoy it enough before you go."

Hu Xuerou said, snapping her fingers and calling the waiter to serve.

After the table was cleaned and the waiter withdrew again, Hu Xuerou said, "your teacher Sheng is still filming in X city. It's estimated that it will take a month there. You have to spend the new year's Eve on the crew."

There is no film and television base in X city. It is mostly mountain forest. It should be a play of chasing red bell with the female owner.

However, in order to facilitate the escape, the red bell has always been hiding in the trees.

So, nothing happened to Hu Xuerou.

Nanyue nodded thoughtfully and didn't argue with her about who teacher Sheng belonged to, but said faintly: "that's the way of filming. It's more tired to run back and forth after a day's holiday."

In the case of Sheng family, shengjingheng will be more relaxed and wanton instead of going home for the new year.

"What?" Hu Xuerou blinked and looked at her vaguely, "aren't you going to visit a class and send a warm or something? Mr. Sheng doesn't reject your contact. If you take the initiative a little more, you may succeed in one fell swoop? "

"You say again, believe it or not, I record it and send it to the paparazzi?" Nanyue shook her cell phone and threatened her calmly.

Hu Xuerou shrank back in an instant: "cut. If you like it, go on boldly. You really treat yourself as a human."