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The Romance Of Mr. Huo

Chapter: 11

“Really?” He pursed his lips in mockery.

She’s upset, she’s really relaxed.

“Mr. Huo, it’s not because of what happened the night before yesterday that you fell in love with me, right?”

Huo Ting gave her a deep sideways look.

Seeing his gaze, she pouted, it seemed that she was acting affectionate.

“Hehe, it’s fine if you don’t.”

The car stopped at the entrance of the restaurant. Huo Ting pointed to the back seat of the car and said: “there is a set of clothes at the back, you go and change.”

“Change in the car?”

“It’s safe in this car.”

He got out of the car and leaned against the door to wait.

Soon, she changed her clothes and got out of the car.

He looked at her with satisfaction in his eyes.

He pulled her wrist and stuffed it into his arms naturally.

The two went upstairs together: “Your task today is to laugh and eat, don’t talk nonsense.”

She wondered why she felt that today was more than just eating.

After entering the private room of the restaurant, I realized tenderly that today, the person they are going to have dinner with is a woman.

The woman in the private room is beautiful and elegant.

Seeing that Huo tingshen brought a woman, she was taken aback for a moment, then stood up with a soft smile.

“Ting Shen, this is…”

Huo Ting naturally clenched his lips: “this is Ting Ren’s tutor, you can call her Teacher Wen.”

When the woman heard this, she smiled slightly: “it’s Mr. Wen, hello, I’m Ye wanluo.”

Nodding tenderly to the other party: “Hello, Miss Ye.”

Huo Ting sat down deeply, “sit down.”

Sit down beside him tenderly.

Ye wanluo looked away from the warmth and looked at Huo tingshen: “I’m still worried that asking you out for dinner will affect your work.”

“No, but you don’t mind if I bring Mr. Wen here. After all, I made an appointment with Mr. Wen first.”

Ye wanluo shook his head and smiled: “no, it’s good that Mr. Wen doesn’t mind. Just now I have ordered all the dishes you like, but I don’t know what Miss Wen likes to eat. I’ll ask someone to bring the menu to Miss Wen.”

Warm waved: “no need, Miss Ye, I’m not picky.”

Huo Ting’s deep hand stroked the warm head twice naturally, and said with love in his eyes: “she’s not picky about food, she likes to eat what I like.”

His actions froze the smile of Ye wanluo on the opposite side.

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