Chapter 763: Moody

For five seconds, He Meixin finally reacted. Her beautiful eyes widened quickly, then she opened her mouth and bit her the thin lips that were firmly against her mouth. When he was in pain, he took the opportunity to push away He yelled, "Asshole, hooligan."
These two words were scolded in Chinese under her anxiety.
Therefore, Ye Size did not understand at all.
"You're looking for death?" She bit her lips a little bit numb, and he immediately pulled out a pistol from her waist and hit her forehead.
This battle directly frightened He Meixin's brain.
She looked at him tremblingly, stuttering, "You ... why are you suddenly kissing me? It's disgusting ..."
"Nausea? You say nausea?" Good, so her weak complaint made him thunder again: "You really don't want to live."
"I want to live, don't get excited ..." she thought, she really wanted to.
"Are you still thirsty?" He squeezed his anger and asked, squinting his eyes.
"No, I'm not thirsty ..." She was very doubtful, if she said thirst again, would he bring his mouth back again.
"Changing your clothes and getting ready for dinner." Sharp eyes gave her a sharp look, and then she threw down such a sentence without expression, and went out first.
"..." It was originally for her to eat.
After he walked out, she froze for a long time, only to remember that he told her to change clothes for dinner, and with a flick of her head, she was ready to change clothes.
But, but she remembered that she didn't bring her clothes to change, so he said that if she asked her to change, what would she change?
There was a mess in her head, and the room she looked around was Wu. She didn't see any clothes to change. Finally, her eyes fell on the large white oak vintage woodcarving cabinet.
Lift your feet to the cabinet and gently open the door.
Well, a cupboard full of new clothes, various styles, and colors that have not been cut off from the labels. At first glance, it is such a scary brand.
I randomly chose a black silk-knee dress with a low-key look. I looked at myself in the mirror with a look of apathy, and blood gauze dipped in her arm reminded her that she was still in danger. Taking a deep breath, it's only been one night, and tonight, she can escape the sea of ​​bitterness.
Going to the door and twisting the door slightly, she walked out slowly.
Walking down the rotating staircase, her eyes fell on the restaurant on the side of the hall.
At this time, the sunset had all gone down, and the softly-lit crystal chandelier in the hall exuded a pale orange light.
In the restaurant, on the long table, a silver candlestick is placed in the center. Three white candles are lit on the candlestick, giving out a warm light. On the side of the table, Ye Size was wearing a pure black suit with a good texture, and a dark gray tie was tied around his neck. Looking away, it was like an elegant gentleman waiting for his lover to be with him. have dinner together.
What the is he doing? He Meixin's head full of question marks. In addition to growing up with Wu Wei to teach the charm of a gentleman, this scene now happens to Ye Size, which is really not ordinary.
She took a long breath, and she always felt that Ye Size was like the handsome and perfect Earl in the vampire movie. Although he was gentle on the surface, he thought in his heart that he was waiting for a bite to break his prey's neck. .
He lifted his feet and walked to the dining table. A middle-aged man with a bow tie took a step forward and gently opened the chair for her. He Meixin was flattered.
She always reminded herself of the fact that she was a hostage, and did not dare to relax her tense emotion at all.
After He Meixin was seated, the courteous gentleman picked up the red wine bottle placed in the center of the table, and then poured a third glass for her. Sliding into the crystal clear goblet, his head was lost for a while.
Putting the wine glass in front of her, two black maids slowly walked over with a dining car. After stopping at the table, the middle-aged man served them food.
He Meixin looked at the beautifully-colored steak in front of her, but she had no appetite because she was too sad.
From the beginning to the end, Ye Size didn't say a word. After the meal was finished, the rest of the people all exited the restaurant, and even the restaurant door was brought along.
As a result, He Meixin's mood became even more disturbed.
She raised the knife and fork to cut the steak in front of her. The silver cutlery and porcelain dish were a bit harsh, and her hand was slightly lighter.
"Don't like it?" Seeing He Meixin only cares about cutting steak, but never put food in his mouth, Ye Size looked up at her slightly and asked.
She shook her head and she didn't speak.
Ye Size reached out and pressed a silver call button on the table. The middle-aged man who looked like a housekeeper walked in quickly.
"Call the chef who is making dinner today." He said English to the housekeeper in a low voice.
When the steward heard the words, he nodded immediately, and then went out to the other door.
Not long after, a blond man in his fifties in white kitchen overalls was brought in.
"Tell me, don't you like the taste?" Ye Size pointed at the chef and asked Zhao Hemeixin.
He Meixin didn't understand what he meant, but didn't respond for a while.
As a result, in three seconds, I heard a bang. Ye Size pulled the pistol from his waist and aimed at the chef's arm. The chef screamed in pain and his right hand quickly covered the shot Left hand.
He Meixin was taken aback by the sound of the gun. When she returned, she saw the chef's distorted face.
"What are you doing?" She screamed, and she remembered the scene when she was shot.
"If he can't make the taste you like, his hands are useless, isn't he?" For her question, he only raised his eyebrows slightly, and said without change.
"I didn't say I don't like to eat." She looked at the chef who was sorely alive, and was very sorry.
"Really? Eat them all." He heard her say that, and pushed the steak in front of her to her.
"You ..." She was annoyed as she watched him so embarrassed. She wanted to refuse, but watching Mr. Cook's hands kept flowing, she gritted her teeth, cut off the steak, and started stuffing her mouth.
He Meixin started to eat, but the steward hurried out with the chef. At that time, there were only two of them left in the whole restaurant. Also mixed is the sound of He Meixin chewing the steak.