Chapter 115: As long as the **** dance is good, there is no way to dig the corner!

Chapter 115 As long as the dance is good, how can there be no digging in the corner!
The boy thought about what Bo Jiazi looked like.
It was found that every time Bo Jiazi appeared in memory, there was a similar lace decoration on the clothes she wore.
"It looks like my cousin is investigating correctly! This Bo Jiazi is really a lace!"
This umbrella should be Bo Jiazi's.
Bo Jiazi should be in this private kitchen restaurant now.
Teenager raises his lips.
Not many people come to this private chef restaurant.
But this seemingly inconspicuous private kitchen restaurant can be regarded by a wealthy lady like Bo Jiazi.
Obviously, this is not because its dishes are not good, but because the consumption is high here, which leads to fewer people dining in this restaurant.
And such restaurants are generally relatively confidential. Because here are basically people with heads and faces.
So the teenager is also convinced that this restaurant should not install any surveillance cameras at the entrance.
Looking up, he looked around, and after he did not find anything, the boy threw the umbrella with lace into the trash bin not far away.
The rain was heavy outside and there were few pedestrians on the street. This also results in that when teenagers do these things, no one will pay attention to ...
After the boy who threw Bo Jiazi's umbrella into the trash can, he shook the water droplets accidentally stuck on his collar, and then returned to the old gentleman's look. Door.
In this way, no one would associate her with maliciously throwing someone else's umbrella into the trash.
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The whole building of the private kitchen restaurant is made of wood, which looks quaint and low-key.
The whole building has two floors.
Bo Jiazi was on the upper floor near the seat near the fence, eating and laughing with a few young men and women.
After the teenager found her whereabouts, she was not in a hurry, and took a seat directly on the seat that Bo Jiazi could see downstairs.
Why don't you ask the teenager to go directly to Bo Jiazi?
That would seem too deliberate!
Such an approach would only be counterproductive.
So the teenager ordered a few dishes that she liked after falling downstairs.
While waiting to be served, the teenager touched his phone and looked at it.
There are several messages from Xiao Sao Nian, also known as Lu Yiming, on Penguin software.
Little Sao Nian with long tail: "Bird, why don't you stop talking? 】
Little Sao Nian with long tail: "Bird, you're replying!" 】
Little Sao Nian with a long tail: [Bird, shouldn't you be too stressed after knowing my true identity, and dare not make friends with a superb handsome guy like me! 】
Looking at these pieces of information, the young man remembered that he was chatting with Lu Yiming in the tea room yesterday, but forgot to continue to return his information because Heming came over to compete for the mobile phone.
The teenager sighed in his heart that the slamming face was comparable to the city wall, and then he hit the reply.
The early bird stubbornly stung: "I'm Lu Yiming's face, he doesn't want me! 】
After replying to the message, the teenager put away the phone.
As she looked up, she found that Bo Jiazi was holding her in a high position.
The face with the heavy Korean makeup had a contempt for the teenager.
It seems that this corner of Gu Zifan is not so easy to dig.
However, it doesn't matter!
As long as the dance is good, there is no way to dig the corner!
Bo Jiazi, the boy won her no matter what.
The teenager tapped the hot tea brought by the waiter, his lips slightly ticked ...
(End of this chapter)