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Chapter 642

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"Ah!" The little girl, who had been waiting for her mother to get the beautiful picture book, suddenly took her finger out of her mouth and pointed at Qin Guan, who was being dragged further and further away.

"Mommy! Green elf! "

Very good, very green!

The chubby girl, who had forgotten to put the money into the cash register, suddenly let out an "Ah."

It was just that the little loli could still be called cute, but this lady could only be described as horrifying.

"I know who this collection of illustrations is based on. It must be like this!"

"Qin Guan! The elf in the forest!"

The parents, who were startled by the girl, were confused. They quietly pulled their children closer to them, only to find that their little babies were giggling.

Qin Guan, who had been dragged to the door, was the first one to recognize him. He blew a kiss at her happily.

This series of funny flying kisses made the little loli smile happily.

It was a pity that his kindness was not reciprocated.

The little loli's mother wasn't like Chinese mothers. If someone liked their child, they would pat their child's head, blow a kiss, and praise them. She would also respond with a smile. Instead, he became even more vigilant and hid the little loli behind him.

"Stay away from my child! You pervert!"

Qin Guan was pulled out of the door by Cong Nianwei. The wooden door blocked their view.

It was the first time Qin Guan had been treated with such malice. Cong Nianwei smiled.

"This is America, not China. There are too many cases of child abduction and molestation every year.

"According to the law, it is forbidden for adults to have any overly intimate behavior with unfamiliar children."

If it's inappropriate, the people around you and your parents have the right to call the police. "

Qin Guan shrank back. "Why are you so familiar with American law?" he asked in confusion.

"Haha, it's because you went to the police station a while ago. Columbia University's campus newspaper published it as a joke in the hallway of the Law Department."

"They thought of dozens of ways for you to avoid being sent to the police station. I felt that it was hard to refuse their kindness, so I was invited to attend a few classes. Only then did I realize that it was quite interesting. So, in my spare time, I studied American laws."

Other people's girlfriends were too bored to go shopping, while his girlfriend was too bored to study.

That was great. He really loved himself too much.

He had booked a table at Bouley Restaurant two weeks in advance for his loving girlfriend and a happy life.

This was the only expensive French restaurant in New York that didn't require customers to wear formal attire and spend a lot of money.

The chef was a crazy lover of stone dishes. He was one of the most health-conscious chefs in French cuisine.

Qin Guan, who loved to eat, had booked a table for them through his accounting firm.

"Let's go. I'll take you to eat something good."

What he got in return was a light smile, with a warmth that was hard to detect.

Bouley Restaurant, which always followed the rules, followed the original five-course menu, but compromised in front of the Americans, who had big appetites and were the least meticulous.

Anyone who came to the restaurant would drool and eat until they were half full. That would be embarrassing.

However, for the sake of these gluttonous men, the restaurant owner came up with an excellent plan. He dragged over a dozen types of French bread out of the oven and placed them in the middle of the restaurant's main hall.

There was a bread rack made of birch wood. Large pieces of uncut bread of various colors were placed on top of it. There were a total of three layers.

What if you don't have enough side dishes?

Take your empty plate to the center, where a well-dressed waiter will stand among the comical bread racks, cutting and parcelling for your instructions until you are satisfied.

Look, what a cunning boss, stuffed the protesting belly with bread.

Naturally, the fragrance of bread became one of the specialties of the restaurant.

They were seated at a table for two. The usher helped them to their seats, and then the dishes were served according to the order card of Liu Tianxia, the secretary of the firm.

There was no choice. Set A or B was the best choice for people with a difficult choice.

However, this was just like Chinese duck blood curd, where you didn't know what you would be able to get with your chopsticks. It was filled with anticipation.

The first dish was a small one. It was a thin slice of konjac flour and a spoonful of black truffle sauce. If it hadn't tasted so sweet, Qin Guan would have prayed for his money.

The cold dish, which was said to have no sugar at all, had the original taste of the food.

The second dish was a smoothie the size of an ordinary ice cream ball. Cong Nianwei almost burst out laughing. Qin Guan looked hopeless. He had never tasted a tomato-flavored smoothie before.

The amount of food here was so small that it had already reached the point where the heavens and the people were angry. The good taste could not cover up Old Taoist Qin's anger.

The owner, who had many years of experience in observing people, could tell that the familiar customer was on the verge of exploding, but he couldn't predict what he would do next.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, this handsome young man suddenly raised his arm high and clenched it into a firm fist.

"Waiter!"

The boss sensed that something was wrong. When he was about to step in, the waitress, who had been staring at him for a long time, walked up to him in her trendy white apron.

"How may I help you, sir? Anything is fine. "

She was wearing a short black skirt, a white apron, black stockings, black shoes and a black hair tie. She looked like a maid, but Qin Guan didn't notice anything.

Qin Guan didn't notice. He was focused on his dinner.

His body was perfectly straight, his slender fingers moving across each dish one by one, and he expressed it in the clearest language possible.

Qin Guan had attracted the attention of many diners, but now everyone turned their attention to him.

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