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Chapter 87: French Kiss

"Come on, why do you think I will lose?" Su San licked her red lips disdainfully, not believing that she would lose.

"Since you are so confident, we should place a bet." Fang Che's eyes shone with an unknown light.

Su San saw it and suddenly felt wary.

What does this man want to do? He looks weird, and she needs to be warned.

"Tell me about it." Su San's tone was very cautious.

The evil smile on Fang Che's thin lips deepened: "If I lose, I will be your slave willingly..."

"Okay, just tell me what I will do if I lose." Su San interrupted Fang Che. His focus must be on the back.

Fang Che laughed when he heard Su San's words, and his eyebrows curved into a straight line. A simple woman does not mean she is stupid. Sometimes, stupid Su San is so cute that it makes him heartbroken.

"Mistress, do you know you are very cute?"

Su San rolled her eyes at Fang Che, and then Fang Che corrected his attitude and said: "It's very simple, if you lose, you lose..."

"Can you please hurry up and say it?" Su San couldn't stand Fang Che's mother-in-law, and finally couldn't help but yell.

"You are really impatient. If you lose, I want you to give me a passionate kiss, a French kiss, how about that?"

Fang Che snickered as he spoke, as if he had already won, which made Su San very angry.

She didn't believe that she would lose. Thinking of this, Su San said without hesitation: "Okay, I want you to be my slave for a year, so that you can be convinced of losing."

Fang Che's disdainful look made Su San disgusted. This dead man's expression seemed like she had lost. Is there really the most expensive lunch in the world? Would that lunch be so expensive that it would scare her?

"I'm hungry, hurry up." Su San said, sitting down and focusing on the computer.

She sold two pieces of lighting this morning, earning about two hundred yuan. She had to seize the time to make money.

Her attention was quickly diverted and the matter was forgotten.

It wasn't until the smell of food hit his nostrils that Su San calmed down in a daze.

Could it be that Fang Che bought the lunch?

Why didn't he bring the food in? What on earth was Fang Che doing?

Su San followed the smell of the food and walked out, only to realize that the smell really came from outside.

When Su San walked outside the store and saw the scene outside, she was completely dumbfounded.

Originally this was a commercial street, and sports cars were not allowed to enter because it was a pedestrian street.

Since Xiaosanwu is located in a remote location, the store rent is cheaper, and there are fewer people passing by. In addition, it is noon, so there should be people coming and going, but now there is no outsider.

Not only that, there were many people standing on both sides of the street, guarding both sides like guards. They were dressed in white chef's clothes.

Su San took a closer look and saw that some of the people in front were actually doing some tricks. They were gathered around the place where the smell of food was coming from, and some of them had been busy working.

When she got closer, she realized that he was a foreign chef. Seeing his skillful cooking skills and the aroma of the dishes coming from him, she knew that he was the real owner.

"Xiao San, sit down, we'll eat soon." Fang Che said, pulling Su San to the side of the dining table and sitting down.

As soon as Su San sat down, a waiter came over to help her prepare the pre-dinner items.

"Is this the most expensive lunch you've ever said? In my opinion, it's nothing more than that. It seems that I will definitely win this bet." Su San smiled and narrowed her beautiful eyes. She didn't see anything special about this lunch.

Something special.


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