Chapter 87

There is a strange sour in the heart of Huo Wei's dance.

He seemed to be fighting for her.

I remember when I was a child, my parents were very busy, so I found a private teacher to take her.

The private teacher seemed quiet and gentle, but he had a bad temper. When he was not happy, he spanked her and told her to stand up and shut her up in the toilet.

When mom and dad came back, the private teacher was gentle and loving.

She lost her temper at home and didn't want this private religion, which pretended to be innocent and pitiful, as if she had been wronged.

Mom didn't believe her, dad didn't believe her, she had to run away from home.

Two days later, dad found her in KFC and told her not to teach her.

She didn't cry when she was beaten by private education, punished or bullied, but she cried wrongly at that time.

She didn't want to be angry or negative, but hoped that her parents would love her and believe her.

Hovie's eyes are redder.

The waiter who carried the head was pale and knew that he was going to have bad luck. He stepped forward, lowered his head and said, "madam, please forgive me. I didn't mean not to serve the food. We dare not disobey the commander's words."

"You mean my fault?" Gu Ting said coldly.

Huo Wei danced with a chuckle.

Gu Ting glared at her.

Huo Wei dance feel awkward, back over the body, with the back of the head toward him.

Gu Ting looked at the bellboy, "go back to get the salary, don't come tomorrow."

The head carrying waiter was ashen, kneeling on the ground, and his voice trembled: "commander, I am wrong, I am wrong."

"What's wrong with you?" Huo Wei dance languidly ring chest asks a way.

The head waiter:.... "

Huo Wei dances to raise the smile, the mood is happy, clapped hands, "eat, I am hungry."

She went to the table.

"From now on, my wife's orders are equal to mine, you know?" Gu Ting ordered.

"I see." The waiters said collectively.

The waiter who carried his head was still kneeling on the ground, trembling and afraid to lift his head.

Huo Wei dance with a fork fork fork, a bite, the taste is very good, delicate and elastic.

She glanced at the waiter kneeling on the ground and said, "why kneel? Go back to the kitchen."

"Yes." The waiter got up and went back to the kitchen.

Huo Wei dance forked another ham and ate it with relish.

"In a good mood?" Gu Ting asked, fork a piece of fish, bone, put on the plate, handed Huo Wei dance.

Huo Wei dance impolitely bit the fish he handed over and said, "well, it's delicious."

"This is the chef I invited back from France. If you like, I'll let him go to your place at noon. After that, he will contract all your meals." Gu said.

He cut a piece of foie gras into eight small pieces, each with a toothpick and placed it in front of her.

Huo Wei danced for a moment, looked at Gu Ting and asked, "are you so good to women?"

"It depends on whom?" Gu Ting said in a deep voice and looked at her with burning eyes.

Huo Wei thinks that the vision is too warm, like X-ray can see through her.

She was inexplicably embarrassed. She picked up her glass, shook it, sipped, pressed her surprise, and returned to the main topic. She said, "French food is hard to eat. It can't be used as a staple food. It's not only a waste of time, but also a waste of money. What's more, the meat is too much and the cholesterol is too high, which is not suitable for the elderly women like me to eat often."

Gu Ting listened to her tactful refusal, and her eyes were cold, "what kind of dish am I in your eyes?"

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