I am in Dongying mixed society

"Is there a security guard as handsome as me?"

"At least the security guards around my eldest lady are pretty handsome."

"Okay... I'm the security guard..."

The two bottles of high-end cocktails that Miss Xiaoyao held in her hands shrank into her arms again, as if she was afraid of the security guard in front of her because she wanted to hide the food in her skirt. It’s not very good if you don’t know Russian or English. I don’t know that the two bottles are cocktails. Her supper tonight is the same as drinks.

As for the man, with a bit of playfulness, he lied to the girl and accepted his identity as the security of the venue.

There was a whim in his mind. Perhaps by doing so, he would be able to continue to communicate with the girl in depth, pretending to be a security guard at the venue, and talking with the girl without any grudges. In the end, he reached 100% of the girls’ strategy. At 90% (full of one hundred), she suddenly revealed her identity as a noble child like a girl!

In this way, give the girl a surprise in the future, let the girl be moved by him, and then break into the girl's heart~

"This...this is not stealing!"

"what?"

"This...anyone can take these food on the table, I...what's the matter with me taking some!?"

Unexplained words were spoken from the girl's mouth, and these unexplained words made Mason Bridges, who pretended to be a security guard in front of the girl, couldn't help but look at the two bottles of wine the girl was holding in her arms.

He understood instantly through the girl's actions at this time and what she said before.

It turned out that the girl in front of him was really the Cinderella he imagined!

Oh!Damn god!How can you do this!

How can such a pure angel not have enough to eat!How could she show her embarrassed and weak appearance in front of him!

Since you have cast her into the world!Why not give her a noble life experience!Why not let her have someone!Let the people put on luxurious clothes for her!

"Don't worry~ Although there has been no such thing as take-out food before, there is no such rule that food cannot be taken out in this venue~

If you want, the food on this table will be yours~

If you want, I can also ask the back chef to wrap these foods in exquisite packaging for you~"

"Really? Then I'm not welcome!"

Ignoring the words in front of us, the European and American security guards are like reciting poems. After hearing the other party's saying that food can be taken out, our young lady Xiaoyao rushed towards her in front of her. No, it must be on the table that I can't finish eating today.

She picked up some sweet cakes and stuffed them into her long skirt.

Looking at her behavior, the love and pity on the man's face even worse.

His eyes are like water, affectionate, admiring the girl's rudeness, admiring the girl's unsightly behavior!

Under the girl's movement like a windstorm, like a tornado destroying the parking lot, she said softly to the girl.

"Beautiful girl, please tell me your name?"

"Shen Muyao!"

"Oh~ a name from the East~ a poetic and picturesque feeling in Japanese style~"

"Don't praise me so much, and can you speak more normally?"

"Beautiful girl, can you tell me your age~"

"This year's fifteenth, and the second half of the year will be sixteen. Can you be normal when you talk to you? Your Japanese level is pretty good! Why do you always feel sick when you talk?"

"Beautiful girl, can you spend the spring evening with me after this boring dance party is over~"

"Spend a spring night together? It's a date! You used the wrong word... Do you want to pick me up?"

Ms. Shenmuyao stopped her hands on the dining table in front of her as if the autumn wind swept the leaves.

She turned her head to look at the man, her eyes again wary.

"Can you? Beautiful girl~"

"We have no play."

"Why!?" An unbelievable look appeared on the man's face, and a feeling called heartache began to spread in his body, making his expression gradually sad.

And under the sorrow he kept, the girl with a beautiful name like Shenmuyao was speaking like this after his poem recitation.

"Oh~ handsome Mr. Security, my host believes in socialism~ I also believe in socialism with her."

"and so?"

"You are a person born in capitalism. We have different beliefs and different ideals. Our position determines that we cannot run towards happiness together."

"But your extremely correct Marxist thought and socialist core values ​​have successfully attracted my attention!"

"But if you want to sit down with me to discuss issues related to Marxism and the core values ​​of socialism, I can only tell you..."

Having said that, we have stopped the action of clearing the table, Shenmu Yao, and she kept her eyes contemptuously arrogant, and wanted to use these things about socialism to talk to her. The American gentleman who opened the topic glanced.

Immediately snorted.

"Huh! Don't even think about it!"

Chapter 201 Blame me?

"Hey! Hey! Miss! Wait!"

"Don't come here! Go and make your capitalist American dream!"

"Oh! You can't be so cruel, beautiful Shenmu Yao, I want to discuss with you deeply about Marxism and the core theoretical values ​​of socialism, but you just want me to be my American dream?"

"Isn't it sir? Could it be that after you have finished talking with me, you will raise the banner of revolution on that piece of capitalist land after returning to the United States?"

"That way is unlikely..."

"So what can we talk about?"

"Me! Hey! Wait! Miss Shenmu Yao!? Miss Shenmu Yao!?"

Jingling Lingling Lingling!

"Damn! Who's calling at this time! Hello!? Oli Shett! So it's your kid! Why are you calling me at this time? Don't you know I'm in the middle of a beautiful encounter !?"

"You have a good chat, are you here?"

Just when Mr. Mason Bridges, who spoke like a modern poet, was successfully dragged by an untimely phone call, Miss Xiao Yao, who was entangled by this European and American man, also took the opportunity to get rid of this Sex/harassment/harassment of a new generation of American gentlemen.

She responded to our Miss Hitomi's call with an unhappy expression, pouting her small mouth and came to her own Miss Hitomi.