100 ways to trick a boy into going to sleep

Chapter 593 Visiting the Golden Gate

What does eating hot pot have to do with men?

Faced with You Zhan's question, the other party hesitated for a moment before finally asking seriously.

"Hey bro, wanna have hot pot tonight? I'll chip in a little and buy you a number from a scalper, then I'll take you in for a test. You'll see what I mean."

You Zhan didn't know this young man very well, but judging from his sly expression, he knew it wasn't anything good, and... a hot pot restaurant where you could play with men... that didn't sound like a respectable place!

"Don't go."

He frowned and waved his hand.

The young man visibly breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, thank goodness Brother Zhan didn't want to go. A ticket to Miss Shen's hot pot restaurant costs at least seven or eight hundred yuan. It's not appropriate for two people to spend almost two thousand yuan on a meal."

"Fine, I don't have to go!"

God knows how happy he was!

The salary at the Superpower Bureau is too low. If it weren't for its stability, he wouldn't be working there; he would have taken on side jobs long ago.

However, cultivators have more opportunities than those with supernatural abilities.

After all, most ghosts and monsters are beyond the control of supernatural beings; they still need to be suppressed by the magic of cultivation.

Of course... he actually envied Pang Xiao the most.

Look at them, now they're all dressed in suits and ties, eating and drinking well every day.

So many young girls followed him around, calling him "Brother Xiao" all the time, tsk...

It's a pity that Miss Shen didn't take a liking to him, otherwise he would have liked to be Pang Xiao's colleague!

......

Mingjia is finally going to leave work!

She had already packed her things, carrying a small bag, and sat next to him, seriously counting down the seconds!

Watching the hands tick away.

"despair!"

It's exactly 5:30.

"It's time to get off work! Let's go, Uncle Ming, I want to eat pork tripe and chicken soup."

"Okay, is there any more?"

He smiled gently, a suit jacket draped over his arm, and patted her head lightly with his other hand.

"That's all, this will do."

Her steps were light and quick, her happiness practically written all over her face. "So happy?"

"Yeah, I wanted to go as soon as I saw it on the screen this afternoon."

"I'll take you everywhere."

The last syllable rose slightly, and looking left and right, it seemed to carry a hint of unbridled joy.

"Good~"

With a "ding" sound, the elevator door opened.

The two walked out side by side.

His profession is unusual, and it doesn't seem proper for him to be seen hugging and cuddling in public, but the two of them were extremely close together.

Several vendors' cries came from the entrance of the government building.

He glanced at it from the side.

He then turned to her and said, "Wait here for me, or you can sit in the car first."

The driver was already waiting downstairs. As soon as Ming Jiaye spoke, he immediately closed his head and opened the back door, blocking the top panel so she wouldn't bump her head.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you here."

Jin Huan stood there, pressing her phone, glancing occasionally in the direction the man had gone. Her black hair hung down naturally as she quietly waited for Ming Jia to return.

Suddenly, a beautiful bouquet of pink snow roses was presented to her, a total of 33 roses.

She looked up and immediately smelled the fragrance of flowers!

"Wow!"

"Like it?"

"I like it, but why are you sending me flowers?" This country has few tourists, or perhaps it's because it's a vast and resource-rich country where flowers are scattered and hard to see. After all, she's been around for many years, and humans are very pragmatic. Generally, flowers are only sent on special holidays.

"No reason why, I just wanted to give it to you." "Haven't you ever been in a relationship before?"

"you are the first."

"Then how do you have so many?"

"Because." He curved his lips slightly, leaving half the sentence unsaid.