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Chapter 342: Stockings and Ice

Lao Moxi Restaurant, a corner that is not easy to pay attention to, Liu La and Mr. Zhou sat opposite each other.

Lao Mo just renovated it some time ago and it was not long since reopened. Year by year, the familiar diners have added time. The once glorious stubborn masters are already middle-aged, but this restaurant that carries the memories of three generations of the capital is still firm and makes people feel younger.

The once dazzling golden decoration has been replaced with white tiles and spotlights that are more in line with modern people's vision. What remains unchanged are the silver tableware of Lao Mo, as well as classic dishes such as cans of beef, red cabbage soup, and butter-baked mixed mixed dishes. Perhaps it is because people are nostalgic. After the decoration, Lao Mo has indeed added some young diners, but the main customers are the old stubborn and old customers.

Perhaps people are still those people, just military coats, torn guitars, old phoenix bicycles from the past. They have become brand suits, luxury watches, and a Bentley car that ordinary people can never afford for their entire lives.

On the phone just now, Liu La spent a lot of effort and explained for a long time, and finally made Mr. Zhou believe that he really wanted to open a company, not to go to pyramid schemes. After finally returning to China, the two of them had to meet each other, on the one hand, to express their feelings to each other, and on the other hand, to talk about the serious matters.

Since they were going to meet, it would be inconvenient for their identities to be public, so they naturally had to think of a more secret place. Mr. Zhou mentioned the club when they met Wan Baobao, the Chinese princess. Liu La remembered the Lao Moxi Restaurant, which he hadn't been to for a long time. After some talk, the final location was set at Lao Mo.

As the saying goes, a small separation is better than a newlywed. After meeting, the two of them naturally had a quarrel. However, the quarrel just now was a quarrel, but this time it turned into a quarrel intercourse, and they kissed each other more than one point. It was not until the waiter came to serve the dishes that the two of them were finally willing to part with each other. However, a crystal clear thread link was on the corner of their mouths, which fully demonstrated how much they were just engaged.

It is said that "for the sake of youthful beauty, you will not regret it if you freeze to death." Although Mr. Zhou is thirty years old, he is a female star after all. He has carried out this matter very thoroughly, no worse than the younger generation at all.

In the winter, Liu La wore down jackets, big sweaters, and thin pants when he went out. He was so cold that he looked like a dog, which made the wind tremble. However, Mr. Zhou only wore a fur coat on his upper body, and a particularly thin sweater inside, which was off-shoulder, which felt even worse than a thick T-shirt to keep warm.

Not to mention below, there is no warmth at all. Just a pair of black stockings inserted into the high-waisted boots, Liu Laguang felt cold when he saw it. Fortunately, the fur coat was long, and Mr. Zhou was also petite, so he blocked the wind for her, so he didn't look so pitiful.

"What are you doing? Are you snatching up a zoo in Beijing? Are you afraid that people don't know you, they will come out in such a dress. How cold!" After sitting down, Liu La held Mr. Zhou's hand and touched Bingbingliang, so she couldn't help criticizing her.

Mr. Zhou didn't mind, but instead smiled: "Oh, you kid still knows that you feel sorry for your sister Zhou."

Liu La held her hand and blew a few breaths into her palm: "Look at what you said, I don't care about you, who cares about you? What's the relationship between us?"

"I really didn't see it." Hearing his words, Mr. Zhou smiled again: "I'm very happy to see you have lived abroad. I followed your classmate named Liu Yifei, eat and drink every day, go out to play, take a photo, post a Weibo or something. It's not like me, I can't even receive a phone call."

Obviously, Mr. Zhou’s smile and words were profound.

Liu La looked at her and sucked her teeth: "Hey, why do I feel jealous when I hear your tone? Didn't you say that we won't disclose our relationship to the public? Why, I feel that the competition is fierce, there is no way. I am such an excellent and difficult person. As long as I have no master, a large number of girls will definitely rob me."

"Yes, there are really not many people as shameless as you." Mr. Zhou nodded: "It seems that I really have to stamp a stamp on you, saying that this person has a master and this pig has passed the quarantine, otherwise you will be too unsafe and may not be able to run away one day."

Mr. Zhou said half true and half false, so Liu La didn't dare to make a difference, but changed the topic and said vaguely: "Okay, hurry up and have a meal. It is said that his can of beef has been improved, which tastes better than before. Don't you taste this best? It's going to be cold later, hurry up."

Hearing him change the subject, Mr. Zhou rolled his eyes, kicked his boots hard, then put his soles on Liu La's legs and said, "My hands are no longer cold, my feet are cold. I'll punish you to cover my feet."

"Okay." Liu La had nothing to hesitate about this good thing. He quickly covered Mr. Zhou's feet with both hands. Not to mention, it was really cold, and his hands were frozen. Liu La complained to Mr. Zhou's outfit again.

One covered his feet, the other was eating by himself, and he also fed the other party from time to time. The two started to talk about serious matters, and the main thing they talked about was the company that Liu La was about to open. There were many things that Mr. Zhou had to do after joining.

However, it is said that lust makes people confused. Holding Mr. Zhou's little feet in his hand, feeling the soft, fleshy, smooth and tender touch wrapped in stockings, Liu La quickly lost her mind and eyes moved from the top to the bottom, so she didn't care about listening to Mr. Zhou's serious business.

When Liu La played with the young master this week, he felt more and more hot all over. In order to drive out the inappropriate emotions from his mind, he quickly took a sip of Gwass with ice in his glass and deliberately sucked two ice cubes in his mouth.

However, as soon as the ice cube entered the mouth, not only did it calm down, but a more turbulent thought grew out. While Mr. Zhou was not paying attention to him, Mr. Zhou lowered his head gently, then spitted one of the ice cubes into the palm of his hand, and then gently moved it to the soles of Mr. Zhou's feet.

"Hiss." Mr. Zhou's feet were already warmed up at this moment. Unexpectedly, he suddenly came out like this. The feeling of cold ice cubes sticking to her feet through the stockings made her moan, and she couldn't tell whether it was painful or comfortable.

In an instant, Master Zhou's face turned red. She forced herself to calm down and looked at Liu La with a smile: "What are you doing? I didn't feel it before. The way you play is quite wild. Who did you learn from when you go out to China? Come to your fairy sister?"

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Chapter completed!
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