"Sir, the guest rooms and dinner are ready." A waiter walked his head and walked forward to report to Weiyang.
"Okay." Weiyang nodded, "Let's go, dear little pupil, let's see what delicious they have prepared for you."
Back to the restaurant on the top floor, I saw the long table with delicate and beautiful silver restaurants. Weiyang Gentleman opened the seat for the purple pupils, and then raised his chin at the long table. "Brother Beichen, that is your position.
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Bei Chen ignored it, but just sat on the side of Zitong calmly, lifted his right hand gently, and the dinner plate at the end had automatically fell in front of him.
"Hey, are you too disrespectful to the owner?" Weiyang said dissatisfied.
"I'm sitting here, it's already respect for you." Bei Chen answered unreasonably.
"Oh!" Zitong coughing lightly, "I'm hungry, can the two of the two not affect my appetite."
"I can't bear to let you eat without appetite." Weiyang laughed, gently ringing, several maids came in, and gave dinner.
One of them walked down to the side of the purple pupil, put the silver plate in front of her on the napkin, and then put the wine from the right in front of her right in front of her.
"Miss, please use it slowly."
Dearly whispered, she took two steps with her face and left.
The purple pupil glanced at her side, only to see a beautiful back, and the posture of walking was a little strange.
After meals, Wei Yang ordered the servant to send them to the guest room, and he got up and left.
Zitong has always been habit of going to bed early. In addition, for the first time to see the horns of the world, it was a bit curious. Immediately he took Beichen to see the corner fight. Although Beichen had no interest, she invited, he naturally did not natural
Will refuse.
The two came downstairs, the horns had begun. The waiter recognized that the two were Weiyang's guests, and immediately cited the two to a luxurious box seat, and sent things like fruits and refreshments.
In the corner field, a orc is fighting a warrior. The two guys are violent attacking players. The scene is very lively and stimulated, and those who are surrounded by the surrounding viewers can't help cheering.
"Do you want to gamble and lose people to drink." Zitong smiled.
"Okay." Beichen was spoiled.
Zitong looked at the two guys in the field, "I bet the soldiers wins."
The strength of these two guys is almost the same. Whoever wins and who will be negative depends on the luck and play of the two, because it is only played with Beichen, of course, Zitong will not be serious, and will not pick one of them casually.
"Dim Sum."
A maid walked into the semi -closed box carefully and nodded on the table.
At this time, the corner fight also reached a critical moment. Finally, the orc dodge the sword of the samurai. The samurai flew up and kicked it to fly.
When I rolled on the spot, the sword flashed, and at the same time, the situation was reversed, and the situation immediately changed.
Zitong also seemed to see a bit of interest, very focused. The maid standing on the side looked at her side face, suddenly waved her right hand, stabbed the dagger held in her hand, and stabbed her throat.
The dagger was far away from her. The maid's body was stiff like a sculpture, and she felt the pressure on her body. She was surprised and fear in her beautiful blue eyes.
Zi Tong's face, looking at her with a smile, "His Royal Highness, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"