Chapter 1232

He did not know what kind of taste the Su Qing liked to eat, but he thought he would send a bunch of perfume lily to Su Qing today. If he went to eat hot pot, he might get a smoke and fire, and he might not love the little fox.

The man thought about it and finally chose a French restaurant with good online rating.

……

The environment here is very elegant, and at this time, because it is a working day and the passenger flow is very rare, it is a good tryst place.

Su Qinghuan sat down with flowers in her arms and looked at he Zhizhou with a smile.

"What are you staring at me for? Ordering?"

"You choose."

"OK."

Su Qinghuan waved and ordered a steak from the waiter.

"That's it, medium rare."

"Miss, the steak is not medium rare..."

Seeing the waiter's disdainful eyes, Su Qinghuan didn't care, while he Zhizhou felt uncomfortable. He pulled her sleeve with some embarrassment.

"Don't you like western food? Sorry, the waiter's eyes just now... If you don't like western food, we can either change a store."

"It's said that do as the Romans do. What's the matter with the steak medium rare? Does medium rare sound more elegant and decent? I just want to order a more cooked steak. Is there a problem?"

Su Qinghuan said and checked their store. It was actually a Sino French joint venture, and the store manager was also a foreigner.

She smiled and burst out a string of French.

"Since you like to dress so much, call your store manager."

“……”

Su Qinghuan spoke French so fluently that he Zhizhou was surprised. Although he Zhizhou also knew a little about French, her familiarity with Su Qinghuan and her pure Parisian accent were completely different from what an ordinary person could have.

"Can you speak French?"

He Zhizhou looked at Su Qinghuan in a daze. He only felt that he seemed to know too little about this woman.

During the background investigation, he Zhizhou naturally read Su Qinghuan's life experience. To be fair, Su Qinghuan graduated from a good school, but it's just a university.

How many students from top universities in China can't speak French. Su Qinghuan's familiarity with French, even if translated into English more familiar to the general public, is amazing.

……

The little fox proudly raised his eyebrows.

"What's the matter? If I say I can speak more than eight languages, wouldn't you be more surprised?"

He Zhizhou tried to tell whether Su Qinghuan was joking or telling the truth, but Su Qinghuan laughed too casually and didn't show other language skills. It was really difficult to tell for a while.

"... did you... Teach yourself?"

"Well, don't envy me too much. After all, I'm so old. I'm thousands of years old. It's not uncommon to know more languages."

The little fox spoke the truth frankly.

He Zhizhou could only look at her in a word.

This kind of talk should have been a pure joke, but when watching the little fox sitting lazily on the Rococo style gorgeous seat, the man was in a trance, as if he really saw a millennium snow-white fox.

The fox's big furry tail stretched out, inverting all sentient beings with its pure beauty.

"If you really live for thousands of years, I think your body must be a fox."

“……”

The man's determined tone made Su Qinghuan's hand holding the tea cup almost unstable.

"How do you know?"

Realizing that his attitude was too excited, the little fox quickly remedied it.

"I mean, even if I'm not a normal person, I shouldn't think about dragons, phoenixes and giant pandas according to the thoughts of ordinary people."

He Zhizhou, who has always boasted of rational thinking, even sank down to think about such nonsense.

He looked sincerely into the eyes of the little fox.

"I just think the fox is more like you, and it's still snow-white. Its tail is furry and very cute."

"Poof..."

Su Qinghuan's eyes were embarrassed and she didn't know how to answer for a moment.

To be exact, if it had been before, he Zhizhou's guess was really right.

It's a pity that she doesn't mention the ontology in the system space now.

……

System 233 rarely caught the moment of laughing at Su Qinghuan and quickly joked.

"Host, you are all white now. You are just a fried white fox that has destroyed your face."

"... shut up. No one treats you as a mute if you don't speak."

Since Su Qinghuan couldn't think of it last time and exchanged many points for system 233 to repair his blackened body fried by Tianlei, the little fox was almost nightmare.

After all, the difference between a disfigured scorched Black Fox and a disfigured white fox, emmmm, may be that the latter is more penetrating.

Because the former can't see the appearance at all, and the latter is the kind of thinking and fear.

……

Thinking of his own ontology in the system space, the little fox had a WAN attitude for a moment, and he was not even interested in making a boat of congratulations.

After all, it's too troublesome to completely restore her true appearance. She just changed her skin color and spent thousands of points. Although she has experienced so many faces, she also has something to do. She'd better save points for the future.

……

He Zhizhou was at a loss when he saw the little fox's obvious low pressure.

He has always been confident in catching prisoners and looking for evidence, but a girl is happy or lost. Although a man can see it acutely, he doesn't know how to make the little fox happier.

"What's the matter with you? Did what I just said annoy you?"

"No."

The little fox is preparing to pass by casually. After all, she can't seriously explain with he Zhizhou. She's really a fox. That's too subversive to the three views of this handsome young man.

People live under the red flag, but they follow the principle of no refinement after the founding of the people's Republic of China.

……

Just when the little fox didn't know how to change the topic, the restaurant owner came.

What a blonde Frenchman.

The little fox talked with each other. The boss was a typical gentleman. He soon apologized to the little fox and sent a macarone cake as an apology.

……

The little fox couldn't help laughing when he Zhizhou looked at the beautiful macarone cake.

"You eat. I think you'll like it."

"Shouldn't all girls like this? Or I'll pack some later and let you take it back?"

"No, actually, I prefer the Chinese dessert of walnut crisp cheese to this one."

……

After the two finished their meal, he Zhizhou insisted on sending Su Qinghuan home in person.

"I have a car. I'll give it to you."

Little fox is a straightforward person. She can't help smiling.

"I said Inspector he, you are so attentive today. Do you want to chase me?"