Chapter 587

Mo Xiaoxi light looked at Zhang Yang one eye, also know that the man is looking over here, deliberately avoided his line of sight.

Song Qiao saw that she was afraid of Zhang Yang, and immediately began to comfort her: "it's OK, don't be afraid, this is a public place, he won't do anything."

"Sister Qiao, why don't we go to another restaurant? I don't feel comfortable with that person there. " Mo Xiaoxi pursed her lips, and the man kept staring at them. Where is she in the mood to eat?

Song Qiaowei frowned, then said: "come all come, if we go like this, maybe he will follow us, and the food here is really delicious, you must try."

"Yes? I've never been here before, but I like the decoration here. " The decoration of this restaurant has been reset some time ago, and it has become an ancient style. People who come here to eat basically wear Hanfu, so they will have a feeling of being on the scene when they eat here.

Song Qiao smiles. She also likes the decoration of this restaurant. The key is that the food is also very good. They are all the styles she likes.

The waiter came up with two menus, handed them to them respectively, and said, "let's see what you need. Today, we have a sales promotion in our store. If it's over 200, we'll reduce 50."

"What day is it? I seldom see this restaurant doing activities. I've been here many times and haven't come across such a thing. " Song Qiao doubts that the only bad thing about this restaurant is that there is no activity price. Although the dishes are good, the price is also expensive. It costs hundreds of yuan to eat a meal.

The waiter showed an official smile and immediately responded: "the shop has been reformed after redecorating. There will be activities every other time. Do you come here often, miss? I think you look familiar. "

"I do come here often. Is there a new style in the store?" Song Qiao nodded and looked down at the menu. She had almost eaten all the dishes in the restaurant. This time, she brought Mo Xiaoxi to give her a try.

Should a young lady like Mo Xiaoxi seldom come to the restaurant for dinner? It is estimated that there are five-star chefs cooking for her at home.

"Yes, on the first two pages, the dishes are fresh today. You can rest assured." The waiter continued, and song qiaofan looked at the menu and was ready to order.

Mo Xiaoxi looks at the menu a little uneasy, she can feel Zhang Yang will look at himself from time to time, also don't know whether her illusion, always make her very uncomfortable.

Zhang Yang sat not far away and ordered the same dish as them, so he continued to stare at them.

"Xiaoxi? What's up? Is it not to your taste? " Song Qiao was very excited when he ordered the dishes, but Mo Xiaoxi, who was sitting opposite him, just took a few mouthfuls and began to be dazed. He didn't know what he was thinking.

After calling for several times, Mo Xiaoxi finally reacted. He ate several mouthfuls of food in a panic. After swallowing it hard, he looked at Song Qiao and said, "no, I think it's delicious. Sister Qiao's vision is good."

"Are you thinking about Zhang Yang? Don't worry. We'll have a good meal here. What else can he do to us? I don't believe he will do anything out of the ordinary. Eat while it's hot, or it's not safe to go back when it's late. " Song Qiao has guessed what Mo Xiaoxi is thinking, that man is really haunted.

But it's a restaurant, and she can't stop him from eating here, and they've all come. She can't just leave. She doesn't believe what he can do with so many people here.

Mo Xiaoxi nodded mechanically and continued to eat carelessly without looking in the direction of Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang is the whole process is deliberately looking at them, did not hide, in front of the meal did not move a few.

Song Qiao turns around and finds Zhang Yang looking at them, and immediately stares at him.

It's a waste of good food at this table that she can't eat when she is looked at by this disgusting man.

"Sister Qiao, I drink too much water. If I want to go to the toilet, you should eat first." Mo Xiaoxi stops in the middle of the meal. Just when song Qiao wants to ask, the woman begins to talk.

Song Qiao nodded, then Mo Xiaoxi got up and left the position to go to the toilet.

Zhang Yang saw Mo Xiaoxi left alone, and went to the place or toilet, micro hook lip, while song Qiao did not pay attention to quickly keep up with the pace of Mo Xiaoxi.

The woman went into the bathroom and washed her hands after going out. Just as she was about to go out, a man came out and covered her mouth. He pulled her into a toilet and locked the door.

"Don't shout. If you do, others will hear you." Zhang Yang sneered and looked at the woman's frightened eyes. He immediately lowered his head and said in her ear.

Mo Xiaoxi was scared, but he didn't dare to shout. This is the women's toilet. What if someone saw it?

Seeing that the woman is silent, Zhang Yang is even more daring. He has already taken a fancy to her figure. Now when he gets close to her, he finds that she is much fuller than he imagined.The corner of Zhang Yang's mouth rises slightly. His hand, which was originally placed on the woman's waist, slowly slides down and gradually leans under her skirt...

the man's hand can't be controlled. After rubbing it for a few times, he stops and then begins to untie his collar button.

Mo Xiaoxi is shocked. Should he be here?

The woman is very nervous. What should she do?

Zhang Yang hasn't stopped taking off his clothes. After taking off his coat, he wants to kiss the woman's cherry mouth. Mo Xiaoxi is scared and screams. Then he raises his foot and kicks his lower body reflexively.

After the man was kicked, he roared and squatted on the ground in pain. Mo Xiaoxi then opened the door and ran out of the toilet.

While running, tears in his eyes can no longer help but flow down. Mo Xiaoxi runs all the way back to his position and finds song Qiao.

Song Qiao just finished eating, after hearing the footsteps, he looked up at Mo Xiaoxi, also saw her red eyes.

What's going on? Why did you cry when you went to the toilet?

"Xiaoxi? What's the matter with you? Don't cry. What's the matter? " Song Qiao is very anxious, after pulling her to sit down, he took a few pieces of paper from the carton on the table to wipe her tears and asked.

Mo Xiaoxi's shoulder trembled, but he didn't recover from what happened just now, and he didn't know how to say the shame thing just now.

The woman began to sob. The more she cried, the louder she became.