Tang Muxin secretly pouted and buried her head in Li Nianwei's arms. She softly said, "Sob sob sob, Sister Nianwei, Hong Dali has one more, sob sob sob …" Of course, she only said this to Li Nianwei secretly. After all, she was a very sensible girl. If she were to make a scene at this time — it would really kill her!
"This …" Hong Dali fiercely swallowed his saliva. "Sister Zining, I … that … I don't have much experience …" He really did not have much experience. He understood how the girls around him felt about him, not to mention others, but Tang Muxin and Li Nianwei. But for the two of them, Hong Dali did not take the initiative. Asking him to take the initiative to date someone, this … he really did not know how!
"If you don't know, then learn!" Ji Zining was very decisive. "Did you know everything since you were born? You still have to learn slowly! Anyway, I have enough time, I'm not in a hurry! "
Damn, you're not in a hurry, but I am! I have to squander! There's a squandering mission! You're not in a hurry, but I'll die if I don't squander!
"In that case," Hong Dali immediately became serious, "let's start now!" Time waits for no man, comrades, I'm really forced to do this!
The lackeys cheered and banged their gongs and drums. "For the future of humanity in the universe, pick up girls, Young Master!" Dong dong qiang, dong dong qiang …
And so, our Young Master Hong Dali's road to picking up girls began …
It could be said that there was no one on Earth now. Everyone who could walk had left, so it was very convenient to go anywhere. There were no traffic jams at all — the key was that they could not get stuck in traffic even if they wanted to. Hong Dali's side was flying, so there was no doubt that the Thunder Angel was very useful …
Young Master Hong Dali's level was quite high. First stop, Merika's White House …
A group of lackeys brought the world's best dining table. That was an extended dining table specially used by the French aristocrats. It was exquisitely made of pure rosewood, and the chairs were a set with gold rims. The cups, forks, knives, and chopsticks were all pure silver — the chopsticks were specially brought from the Tianjing Palace to accommodate Hong Dali's eating habits. As for the knives and forks, they were for showing off. How would Hong Dali use such things? He was definitely someone who went to a western restaurant to drink Maotai and order egg fried rice …
It couldn't be helped, being rich was indeed capricious …
Of course, the weather was still quite hot at this time. Hence, the Emperor Beetle floated in the sky to shield everyone from the wind and rain. After all, it was fifty thousand meters long. This ensured that the sky was clear and cloudless — you wouldn't be able to see the clouds anyway …
Dinner was a candlelit dinner. The candles were specially made, and the best red candles were placed on the table. All kinds of western dishes were used to decorate the atmosphere. The best small steak had to be done medium well. Bacon mayonnaise, ginseng stew, and Indonesia's top grade frog soup were all served regardless of whether they tasted good or not. For such an atmosphere, one had to have the awareness to act cool.
Then, it was time for the main course. It had to be a Manchu Han Imperial Feast. That was the level of a prodigal.
The real Manchu Han Imperial Feast had 108 main dishes and 108 side dishes. However, there was a lot to pay attention to.
One hundred and eight main dishes meant that one main dish was placed in the center of a table. There had to be eighteen side dishes around it. Only then could it be considered a standard main dish in the Manchu Han Imperial Feast. Therefore, one hundred and eight main dishes meant one hundred and eight tables. It didn't mean that one big table had one hundred and eight dishes on it.
Therefore, as the saying went, one Manchu Han Imperial Feast was enough for a few hundred people to eat for a month. Although it was a little exaggerated, it was definitely enough for a few hundred people to eat for a week!
Anyway, there was no one on Earth now. As for extravagance, it had to be this Manchu Han Imperial Feast. And it had to be eaten on the roof of the White House in Merika! That was really grand!
Therefore, this Manchu Han Imperial Feast was suggested by Hong Dali. Ling Xiaoyi arranged for everyone to make something and serve it up. It really filled all one hundred and eight tables!
Therefore, the atmosphere was a little strange.
The golden Emperor Beetle in the sky was covered in golden armor. It suited Hong Dali very well. On the ground, the soldiers who escaped from the space carrier filled all one hundred and eight tables. Although they could not live under the same sky as the Zergs, now that the situation had taken a turn for the better, no one dared to make the first move. After all, no one wanted to die if they could live, right? And most importantly, they were not escaping. Therefore, they would not be punished.
Other than these soldiers, countless Zergs surrounded the entire Merika. Cars, buildings, steel, livestock, they ate whatever they saw. After all, they had to eat too, didn't they? Therefore, this was very interesting — in the entire Merika, other than the White House where Hong Dali and the others were, everything else was eaten. It was really a barren land …
When Merika's President McGregor came back and saw this scene, he would definitely be very surprised …
Yup, hopefully his heart function was strong enough …
Actually, in a relationship, the atmosphere was very important. Hong Dali was quite handsome, and there was nothing wrong with him. Although he was a prodigal, he had a strong foundation. He never minded the other party's family background. After all, they were not as rich as him. Zhang Yi was also a great beauty. She was not much inferior to Tang Muxin and Li Nianwei. She had the face of an angel and the body of a devil. The two of them together could be said to be a perfect match. The atmosphere here was also very good. It was a grand scene, and there were candles all around. It was warm and romantic.
But the problem was, there were thousands of people in the audience, each of them holding chopsticks, knives, and forks, standing there like electric poles, staring at you. If you were in your shoes, you wouldn't be able to say anything, right?
Anyway, Hong Dali really couldn't say anything. After holding it in for a long time, he finally said, "Everyone, eat and drink well!"
What the heck, are you holding a wedding banquet?
In an instant, the whole place burst into laughter. Everyone's nerves, which were originally tense, instantly relaxed a lot.
"This bastard." Although she was not happy, Tang Muxin could only helplessly shrug her shoulders. "What he said about being bold, careful, and thick-skinned is useless on me!"
"Useless!" Ji Zining's face was full of displeasure. "Why are you so useless? Can't you even say something nice?!"
Zhang Yi's face was red with embarrassment. She really didn't know what to say …
"There are too many people here. I don't know what to say either." Hong Dali expressed his extreme grievance. "Have you ever seen anyone in a relationship in front of so many people? It's a dark and windy night, after all … "
"And then you'll kill people and set them on fire?" Ji Zining had stayed on Earth, and in the ancient Heavenly State at that. These words really came out of her mouth. "Don't be so wishy-washy. If you really can't do anything, I have a good idea. Both of you go back to the Thunder Angel directly. Or find a place with no one around and settle the proper business first!"
Proper business? What was there to settle at this time?
"Sister Zining, that proper business, it means …" Hong Dali hurriedly asked.
"What else could it be." Ji Zining was, after all, an old monster who had lived for three hundred years. She did not blush at all when she mentioned this. "You're a man, she's a woman. Matters between a man and a woman are naturally proper business!"
"Gasp —" Hong Dali sucked in a cold breath. "This, isn't too good?!"
Zhang Yi buried her head in her chest …
"Who asked you to be so useless!" Ji Zining said angrily. "When I first came here, there was no such thing as dating. If my parents approved, I got married! I've approved it now. You just need to find an elder on your side. Once he agrees, it's done! "
What the heck! So swift and decisive?!
"Dating." Hong Dali pulled Zhang Yi away without another word. "Let's go somewhere else to date. Is that okay?!"
Damn it, if he let her continue talking, they would directly consummate their marriage later …
"Useless thing." Ji Zining was furious. "Timid as a mouse. You're a man after all. You're too useless!"
Nonsense. Our fiancée is sitting at the side. Who can be useless?!
Hong Dali quickly pulled Zhang Yi away and found the President's office in the White House. En, this place was not bad. Speaking of which, a man from Heavenly State using the office of the President of Merika to pick up girls. How awesome was this? It instantly became so grand, didn't it?
Once they entered, Zhang Yi blushed and quickly turned around. There was no one around. Hong Dali's heart was filled with tenderness. He walked forward and gently wrapped his arms around Zhang Yi's waist. He softly said, "Sister Xiao Yi, I'm sorry …"
"Ah?" She did not expect Hong Dali to say sorry. Zhang Yi was shocked. Then, her body trembled uncontrollably. She softly said, "You … What are you sorry for?"
Zhang Yi's figure was really amazing. Her waist was exquisite and smooth, full of elasticity. Especially when she often wore a small black leather outfit, it made her waist look even smaller. However, her breasts were extremely full. Amidst her magnificent breasts, the twin peaks almost bursting out of her clothes.
"Because I already have a fiancée." Speaking of which, it was indeed very inappropriate to say this at this time. However, Hong Dali was such a person. He was very honest and would not purposely coax girls to be happy. In his mind, whatever he had, it was all laid out on the table — see, this is me. If I like someone, I like them. If I don't like them, I won't force it.
Therefore, when this fellow was on Earth, he was a bachelor — see, I have no money or power. I don't even have parents. So if you like me, you like me. If you don't like me, you don't like me.
Then, unsurprisingly, there was not a single girl who liked him …
"I, I know …" How could Zhang Yi not know about Hong Dali and Tang Muxin? She gently closed her eyes, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably. "But, I … I know, I … I already, a little, a little, like you …"
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