The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 1232 The Phoenix Man's Miserable Original Match (80)

He Zhizhou didn't know what flavor Su Qinghuan liked when eating, but he thought that if he gave Su Qinghuan a bouquet of perfumed lilies today, if he went to eat hot pot, it might make his whole body full of fireworks, which might not make the little fox happy.

The man thought for a while, and finally chose a French restaurant with good ratings on online reviews.

……

The environment here is very elegant, and because it is a working day, the passenger flow is very scarce, so it is a good place for a tryst.

Su Qinghuan sat down with the flowers in her arms, and looked at He Zhizhou with a smile.

"What are you staring at me for? Ordering food?"

"You choose."

"it is good."

Su Qinghuan waved her hand and asked the waiter for a steak.

"That's it, half done."

"Miss, the steak is not medium rare..."

Seeing the waiter's contemptuous look, Su Qinghuan didn't care, but He Zhizhou felt a little uncomfortable, and he pulled her sleeve a little apologetically.

"Do you not like western food? I'm sorry, the look in the waiter's eyes just now... If you don't like western food, we can just change to another restaurant."

"It's said that you do as the Romans do. I said, what's the matter with the steak medium rare? Does medium rare sound more elegant and decent? Is there a problem if I just want a steak that is more well done?"

As Su Qinghuan said, she checked their store casually, and it turned out to be a Sino-French joint venture store, and the store manager was also a foreigner.

She smiled and said a string of French.

"Since you guys like to pretend so much, then you can call your store manager over."

"..."

Su Qinghuan's unbelievable fluency in French made He Zhizhou startled. Although He Zhizhou also knew a thing or two about French, his familiarity with Su Qinghuan and her pure Parisian accent were completely different from what an ordinary person could possess.

"You speak French?"

He Zhizhou stared at Su Qinghuan blankly, feeling that he knew too little about this woman.

He Zhizhou naturally looked through Su Qinghuan's life history during the background check before. In all fairness, the school that Su Qinghuan graduated from is not bad, but it is just a one-book university.

Many students from the top universities in China can't speak French. Su Qinghuan's familiarity with French is amazing enough even if it is converted into English, which is more familiar to the general public.

……

The little fox raised his eyebrows arrogantly.

"What's the matter? If I said that I can speak more than eight languages, wouldn't you be even more surprised?"

He Zhizhou tried to distinguish whether Su Qinghuan was joking or telling the truth, but Su Qinghuan laughed too casually and did not show other language skills, so it was difficult to tell for a while.

"...Did you... self-taught?"

"Hey, don't be too envious. After all, I'm so old. I'm over a thousand years old. It's not uncommon for me to know a few more languages."

The little fox spoke the truth frankly.

But He Zhizhou could only stare at her without a word.

This kind of remark should have been taken as a pure joke, but when he saw the little fox sitting lazily on the gorgeous rococo chair, the man seemed to have really seen a thousand-year-old snow-white fox in a daze.

I saw the fox's big fluffy tail stretched out, captivating all living beings with the beauty in his bones.

"If you really lived to be thousands of years old, then I think your body must be a fox."

"..."

The man's determined tone made Su Qinghuan's hand holding the teacup almost unsteady.

"how do you know?"

The little fox realized that his attitude was too agitated, so he quickly made amends.

"I mean, even if I'm not a normal person, according to the thinking of ordinary people, I shouldn't think about dragons, phoenixes, or giant pandas."

For such a nonsensical question, He Zhizhou, who always prides himself on rational thinking, actually calmed down and thought about it seriously.

He looked into the little fox's eyes sincerely.

"I just think the fox is more like you, and it's the snow-white kind with a fluffy tail, so cute."

"puff……"

Su Qinghuan's eyes were awkward, and she couldn't answer for a while.

To be precise, if it was the past, He Zhizhou's guess was really right.

It's a pity that her main body in the system space now, cough, don't mention it.

……

System 233 rarely seized this moment of mocking Su Qinghuan, and hurriedly joked.

"Host, you are all white now, but you are just a disfigured white fox with fried hair."

"...Shut up, no one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

Ever since Su Qinghuan couldn't think about it last time and exchanged a lot of points to System 233 to repair her scorched body that was bombed by the sky thunder, the little fox was almost stunned.

After all, the difference between a disfigured scorched black fox and a disfigured white fox, emmmm, may be relatively more penetrating than the latter.

Because the former can't see the appearance clearly at all, while the latter is the kind who thinks carefully and fears extremely.

……

Thinking of his own body in the system space, the little fox had a sluggish attitude for a while, not even interested in playing tricks on He Zhizhou.

After all, it is too troublesome to completely restore the real body's appearance. She just used thousands of points to change her skin color. Although she has experienced so many planes, she still has work to do, so let's save points for the future.

……

He Zhizhou was at a loss when he saw the little fox's obviously low pressure.

He has always been very confident in arresting criminals and finding evidence, but although a man can keenly see if a girl is happy or disappointed, he doesn't know how to make the little fox happier.

"What's wrong with you? Did what I just said annoy you?"

"No."

The little fox was just about to perfunctory, after all, she could never explain to He Zhizhou with a serious face, she was really a fox, that would subvert the three views of this handsome young man too much.

They live under the red flag, but follow the principle that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, they are not allowed to become elites.

……

Just when the little fox didn't know how to change the subject, the restaurant owner came over.

What a blond, blue-eyed Frenchman.

The little fox chatted with each other, the boss was a typical gentleman, he quickly apologized to the little fox, and gave a macaron cake as an apology.

……

Seeing He Zhizhou looking at the beautiful macaron cake, the little fox couldn't help but snicker.

"Eat it, I think you'll like it."

"Shouldn't girls like this? Or I'll pack a little later and let you take it back?"

"No, I actually prefer Chinese desserts like walnut custard to this kind."

……

After the two finished their meal, He Zhizhou insisted on sending Su Qinghuan home in person.

"I have a car, let me take you there."

Little Fox is a straightforward person, she can't help but smile.

"I said Inspector He Da, you are so attentive today, do you want to chase me?"

(End of this chapter)