Mo Ye took Eleven to his favorite restaurant to dine. They ate the most authentic Italian food. Eleven was not very picky about what they ate. Mo Ye liked Italian food the most, but she didn’t have anything special. Mo Ye
Then he ordered her food.
This restaurant is not big, and it does not look like a restaurant from the outside. It is not open to the public and only entertains special groups of people, blocking out 90% of consumers.
The decoration of the restaurant is very elegant and the dining environment is very comfortable. Eleven met a middle-aged man in the aisle and recognized him as the secretary-general of the Palermo City Office, so she also guessed what groups this restaurant serves.
Served.
"Are you a regular customer?" Eleven asked Mo Ye curiously. The proprietress was a charming Italian beauty who greeted him very attentively. She also called him the eldest son and her attitude was very respectful.
Mo Ye nodded, "The food here is delicious, Xiaojue likes it too." [
Just listen to Eleven, she has tried all the most delicious dishes in the world, "Wei Wei and I used to travel all over the world. When we first arrived at a place, whether we were on a mission or not, we would ask about the most famous local restaurants and custom dishes. Almost anything
I have eaten them all, and... Rong Yan’s craftsmanship is rare in the world, and most people who have tried her craftsmanship will not think that there is anything in the world that can match the flavor she makes."
Rong Yan's craftsmanship is highly praised by them. Every time they get together, the table is full and they are willing to eat until they puke. It is really delicious.
"Is it really that good?"
"Of course!" Eleven smiled lightly, mentioning their warm smiles, he couldn't help but tell Mo Ye some interesting stories between them. He also realized that Eleven and the first terrorist organization are an inseparable group, he thought
If you want to be with her, you must pass their level.
Otherwise, once there is a choice, Shiyi will definitely abandon him and choose them, and the same goes for Ye Wei.
He looked at her with a faint smile. The afternoon sun slowly came in, and it was warm and shining on her body. Looking at her in this light gave her an indescribable charm.
The dishes came quickly.
Eleven couldn't help but taste it. It was indeed the best in the world. The restaurant chef's skills were really good. The dishes were exquisitely prepared and delicious, with all the colors, aromas and flavors. It was a rare treat.
Even she, who is used to facial makeup skills, was full of praise.
"I'm not lying to you." Mo Ye smiled slowly and nodded, "It's delicious! But it's still not as good as the appearance."
Mo Ye smiled! Seeing the little pride on her eyebrows, his heart was filled with love.
After lunch, with the landlady still looking at her in surprise, he pulled her away and drove to the largest shopping mall in Palermo. Italy is one of the most fashionable countries in the world, almost leading the global fashion pioneer.
Almost all major international brands are concentrated here. Eleven is not used to going to shopping malls to buy clothes. Maybe it is because of habit. Neither she nor Ye Wei likes shopping for clothes. Girls like to put on makeup and buy clothes.
They don't like to dress themselves up and buy most of their clothes casually.
The two beauties have good figures and good temperaments. They look good in anything they wear. In addition to choosing dresses, they usually wear clothes produced by the first terrorist organization. And most of the time they wander around. There are too many clothes and it is difficult to carry them.
Most of them only have one or two sets of clothes to change, and very few go out of their way to buy clothes.
The same goes for Mo Ye himself. The two brothers' clothes were all decorated by Yun Zai. He didn't know the brand, so he just took Eleven around casually.
"Mo Ye, the clothes here don't suit me." Eleven said awkwardly. Her clothes are also three-color, black, white and gray. She rarely wears clothes of other colors, and the styles are simple and plain.
The fashionable clothes are a bit out of place for her.
"You must look good in a skirt." Mo Ye said with a smile and pulled her into a brand store. Eleven had a sad face and let him pull her. Two waiters came over and wanted to introduce them to them, but Mo Ye sent them away.
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The two looked at them very strangely. They were a very typical combination of handsome boys and beautiful women. They were a very eye-catching combination. They were definitely luminous when walking among the crowd, but their clothes were not necessarily too simple.
The clerk couldn't help but wonder, can they afford the clothes here?[
This is a big brand, and one set of clothes might be worth their year's salary. The clerks started talking in low voices, but Mo Ye and Shi Yi obviously didn't care. He concentrated on helping her choose clothes.
Just picking up a pink dress, Eleven shook her head repeatedly. She didn't want to wear such a ladylike dress.
"Give it a try."
"No!" Eleven flatly refused. Mo Ye looked at her and said coaxingly, "Let me wear it."
"No."
The clerks saw them arguing and thought the price was too expensive. They looked at them with a bit of contempt. Mo Ye suddenly raised his eyes and looked away coldly. Suddenly, the whole store seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.
The clerks suddenly didn't dare to be too presumptuous.
This man's aura is so strong.
"I'm a killer, so the clothes I'm wearing are inappropriate." Eleven took his arm and said, "Choose something else."
"Who says killers can't wear pretty dresses? Besides, you're by my side and you don't need to kill anyone. Just tell me who you want to kill." Mo Ye blinked.
Shiyi smiled, and when he saw this, he quickly picked up a bright green long skirt that he had already taken a fancy to, "Choose one and try it on."
"Ah..." Eleven looked at it in embarrassment. Both of these clothes were very beautiful, but... she had never worn such... such a bright color before, and she was a little uncomfortable with it.
"Choose, trust my vision." Mo Ye said with a smile. He could imagine the effect of the clothes on her body. The eleven people in his family were beautiful and had good figures, but they wore tights, shirts and casual pants all day long.
She has the appearance of a young girl, and he wants to dress her up beautifully.
Doesn’t the book say that girls all love to be beautiful?
Eleven liked these two clothes very much. Although the color was bright, the style was good, especially the light green one. She hesitated and took the light green one.
It's pink, she doesn't like the color.
Mo Ye happily sent her into the fitting room, and Eleven said, "If it doesn't look good, then don't want it."
"Don't worry, there is absolutely no such problem. The model is so good. If it doesn't look good, it must be a problem with the clothes." Mo Ye said with a smile, and Eleven entered the fitting room with a blushing face.