National School Prince Is A Girl

c big outside.

Jiang Zuo found a restaurant.

It's not like the previous charter or how.

But also absolutely secluded.

In such a place, people usually cannot afford it.

It's just the more like this.

When people gradually faded, it seemed more deserted here.

The restaurant is an all-glass house.

Jiang Zuo's position is just to one side, and you can see the lanterns arranged outside.

These were arranged by Jiang Zuo, including the pumpkin carriage in the yard wrapped with lights, plush dolls and large roses.

Although the two have been together, there has never been a festival for couples like this.

So these things, Jiang Zuo did not prepare one day or two.

Even the waiters at the restaurant have never seen such intentions and thought they were asking for marriage.

It ’s not uncommon to work so hard and patiently just to celebrate White Day.

From this perspective, it is really beautiful.

Couples who had dinner at several tables thought the restaurant was specially arranged for Valentine's Day.

Almost everyone took pictures.

It can be photographed, and I feel that the light sometimes looks like a word, Yao?

Probably an illusion.

After all, there is a carriage.

The restaurant has light music.

The waiter has come over several times.

"Sir, give you a glass of lemonade."

Because it is a large customer, it does not rush to order.

Coupled with the fact that the chef has prepared all the dishes this gentleman wants to eat, he will prepare them when he says he can.

A little bit of time passed.

Jiang Zuo listened to the artificial sound that was "temporarily unanswered."

He glanced at the retro clock hanging in the center of the restaurant.

It's nine o'clock.

And they made an appointment at seven.

The waiter came over again; "Sir, would you like to prepare some bread for you first?"

"Okay." Jiang Zuo's eyes fell.

He sitting there alone did not know why the more beautiful the environment, the more lonely.

The second wave of guests is still wondering.

How could a handsome guy sit in the best position himself, but there is no one across from him.

At nine thirty.

The waiter came again, with a slightly embarrassed expression: "Sir, our masters are all off work at ten o'clock, shall we help you with the dishes you ordered first?"

Jiang Zuo looked at the mobile phone page without any trace of waves.

The waiter is also waiting there: "Or will you contact your friends again?"

"Let's serve first." Jiang Zuo's voice sounded like no emotion.

"Okay, sir."

Nearly ten o'clock, the last table over there also left.

There are a lot of things on the Jiangzuo table, and the ingredients are fresh and precious.

But he didn't move. He originally wanted to make another call. When he crossed the circle of friends, his fingers stopped.

Someone on the other side of the project sent a photo: "The dormitory fellowship is second, so happy. These two guys are really bitter mandarin ducks, and they are still testing.

Jiang Zuo looked at the picture and didn't know why, even his fingers were a bit cold.

Not to mention the temperature from the chest.

He was not waiting.

After putting the napkin on the table, he stood up and walked out.

The waiter looked at a table of things, and thought that the rich are really a waste.

the other side.

After Xue Yaoyao finished what he was doing, he realized that it was ten o'clock.

She paused for a moment, as if remembering something, her fingers scratched her hair, a bit bad.