Ling Er continued to say with a high spirit: "Hehe, Brother Hanyu is so funny, he asked me if I was an angel just now, I thought about it, and nodded, because my name is angel......"

"I told him that I was the angel of the Guardian Domain and our family, and then he looked at me with disgust, and his expression was super funny, black, like Bao Gong..."

"He's not in vain." Mu Tianyu lightly opened his lips, as if he was saying something honest.

Ye Hanyu: "..."'s face instantly turned black, comparable to Bao Gong.

Mu Tianyu glanced at him, completely ignoring the low air pressure emanating from his body, and said to Ling Er, "Okay, let's go back to eat." ”

*

The place to eat is on the second floor, the huge restaurant on the second floor, there are thousands of square meters, full of light, splendid, and everywhere there is a luxury, noble, gorgeous, amazing, dreamy atmosphere.

Diamond-made dining tables and chairs, European court-style frescoes, dazzling crystal chandeliers, artistic Persian carpets...

As far as the eye can see, all the items are among the best in the world, and they are shockingly expensive.

On the dining table, the high-profile and luxurious European-style court feast is gorgeous and exudes an indescribable, royal and aristocratic elegance.

Loved by the aristocracy with silver cod sauce, pan-fried foie gras, abalone with Arctic salad, the best geoduck seafood soup, fresh beef thinly sliced chestnut soup, French duck soup...

"Brother Hanyu, do you like desserts?" Ling Er sat on the main seat, staring at the elegant and delicious, delicate golden mango mousse and chanson rose mousse in front of her, and talked to Ye Hanyu familiarly.

"I don't like it." He replied lightly, he didn't want to go back, but he thought of begging others later, so he still shouldn't be too arrogant.

"Do you like to eat hairy crabs?"

"I don't like it."

"Do you like lobster?"

"I don't like it."

…

No matter what Ling Er asked, Ye Hanyu's answer was always one: "I don't like it"!

"And what do you like to eat?" After tirelessly asking n more than 'do you like to eat...', Ling Er blinked a pair of eyes as clear and agile as water, looking at Ye Hanyu.

Ye Hanyu secretly glanced at her, does this still need to ask? Of course, it was the rice cooked by his wife at night!

Of course, he wouldn't answer like this, so as not to hurt the glass heart of this little princess, so Ye Hanyu replied casually: "Water." ”

Hearing this, Ling Er smiled, laughing so unhappily that even her eyes were bent into a beautiful crescent, "Then are you made of water?" ”

"He's made of cement." Mu Tingyu was holding a bowl of white fungus soup in his hand, walking gracefully like a god, like a luminous body, no matter where he went, he was the focus of attention.

“！！！” Ye Hanyu's face instantly darkened.

He understands this stalk, as the saying goes, women are made of water, and men are made of mud...

And he... It's made of cement?!

Such a subtle message, the night boss didn't want to read it, but his IQ of up to two hundred didn't allow it.

What is a hybrid between a woman and a man?

Shemale!

Ye Hanyu glanced at him with an unkind look, and he didn't bother with him generously.

Ling Er smiled unkindly on the side, and the bodyguards around her also laughed with her, "Haha, little clay man." ”

Mu Tianyu also smiled slightly, and walked straight to Ling Er's side, "Come, be careful." ”

He leaned over and put the white fungus soup in his hand in front of her, and Ling Er took the opportunity to put it on his face, "Let's go!" After a moment, "Domain, I love you so much." ”

"I love you too." Mu Tingyu rubbed her soft little head dotingly.