Mu Ning Fu took out his perfume and sprayed a thick layer on her. She could not let the night Yung Chung smell the fragrance.
In her previous life, she had never been here, but Yeyao zongka had such military fortresses all over the territory of South Myanmar, and she knew that.
She came to the end of the corridor, and two doors opened in front of her, and there was a rich and luxurious golden color inside.
"I'm tired of the journey. Let's eat something first." Mu Ningfu saw ye Yaozong card sitting at one end of the long table and smiling at her.
The man is still a white military uniform, white military cap neatly placed on the left side of the table, revealing the short hair of the caliper head.
Mu Ning Fu's eyes wandered, her heart tightened, and her breath suddenly stagnated, because she saw that the white silk table was full of her favorite foods -- steamed salmon eggs with hollandaise sauce, shrimp and Sydney salad, grilled snapper with herole sauce...
of course, there was also her favorite Semillon white wine, and a whole basket of deep purple pimple Sangiovese grapes.
Mu Ningfu is more and more flustered. Why..... Yeyaozong card found that she is the lingfu of soul wear? Why did Yeyao treat her Mu Ning Fu with her favorite dish?
How did he find out? Is it from the South Burma intelligence agency?
"General, I want to see my agent." Mu Ning Fu put down her luggage bag, untied her scarf, and tried to keep her mind steady and speak.
"I said, you're tired from the journey. Eat something first." Yeyao was in a good mood at the moment, and a pair of fox eyes looked at her.
"I have no appetite." Mu Ningfu's tone is cold and hard. Facing the night, she can't be hypocritical and friendly.
"Then accompany me to dinner. I also want to find someone to have a good chat."
The waiter opened salmon caviar for him, scooped a spoon, and put it on a snow-white plate.
"What do you want to talk to you about?" Mu Ningfu looked at it and asked coldly, "we have nothing in common."
"Talk about my......" Yeyao ate, wiped the corners of his mouth with a silk cloth, then raised a white wine cup to Mu Ningfu, and then with a smile, "my dead fiancee."
On hearing this, Mu Ning Fu, who was calm and resourceful, was shaking at the moment.
But she knows, she can't panic.
"Good." The next second, mu Ningfu also changed her face, cold smile toward the night, "would like to hear its detailed, then I listen to you and the late princess, touching love story."
Muringfu said, sitting in the opposite position of Yeyao.
She picked up the knife and fork and began to eat.
The waiter came forward and poured a glass of Semillon wine for her, and the well-trained Sangiovese grape was brought to her.
"Take your time." Yeyao raised his hand to him.
Mu Ning Fu had to eat grapes, because it was very deliberate not to eat.
But she deliberately picked it up with her hands and did not vomit grape skin - at least let Yeyao zongka feel that she is not good at complicated Western food etiquette.
All this, was night Yao one by one look in the eyes, the man slightly picked a thick eyebrow.
"It's been more than three months since my fiancee died." Ye Yaozong card put one hand on the table, playing with the meat knife on the table, and said, "but I always miss her very much. For so long, I dream about her every night."
Mu Ning Fu only felt a fit of nausea. The shameless man was sleeping with Ruiqian in his arms every night, but he still said that he missed his late fiancee?
But she then reacts to come over, night Yao intentionally said so numb, is observing her reaction.
Rufu can't know herself.
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