The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

  Chapter 1232 Phoenix man’s miserable original match (80)

  He Zhizhou doesn’t know which flavor Su Qinghuan likes for dinner, but thinking of sending Su Qinghuan a bunch of perfume lilies today, if you go to eat hot pot, you may get a smoke and fire, which may not make the little fox happy.

  The man thought for a while, and finally chose a French restaurant with good reviews online.

  ……

  The environment here is very elegant, and because it is a working day at this time, the passenger flow is also very sparse, but it is a good place for rendezvous.

  Su Qinghuan sat down with the flower in her arms and looked at He Zhizhou with a smile.

   "What are you staring at me for? Order food?"

   "You can choose."

"good."

  Su Qinghuan waved and ordered a steak from the waiter.

   "That's it, it's 80% familiar."

  "Miss, the steak is not half-rare..."

  Seeing the waiter’s contemptuous eyes, Su Qinghuan didn’t care, while He Zhizhou felt a little uncomfortable. He pulled her sleeve a little guiltily.

  "Do you not like western food? I'm sorry, the look in the waiter's eyes just now... If you don't like western food, we can either change to another restaurant."

   "It is said that you do what you like in the country. I said that the steak is half-ripe? Does it sound more elegant and decent if it is half-ripe? Is there a problem if I want to order a more mature steak?"

  Su Qinghuan said, and checked their store. It turned out to be a Sino-French joint venture store, and the manager is also a foreigner.

  She smiled and burst out a bunch of French.

   "Since you like to pretend so much, then you can call your store manager over."

  "……"

  Su Qinghuan's fluent French is incredible. He Zhizhou was taken aback. Although He Zhizhou also knows a little about French, his familiarity with Su Qinghuan and her pure Parisian accent are completely different from what an ordinary person can have.

  "Do you speak French?"

  He Zhizhou looked at Su Qinghuan in a daze, only feeling that he knew this woman too shallowly.

  In the background check before, He Zhizhou naturally read Su Qinghuan’s life history. In all fairness, the school Su Qinghuan graduated from is not bad, but it is just a one-book university.

  How many students from top domestic colleges and universities don’t know French. With Su Qinghuan’s familiarity with French, even if it is converted into English, which is more familiar to the general public, it is amazing enough.

  ……

  The little fox raised his eyebrows proudly.

   "What's the matter? If I speak more than eight languages, wouldn't you be even more surprised?"

  He Zhizhou tried to distinguish whether Su Qinghuan was joking or telling the truth, but Su Qing laughed too casually and did not show other language skills, which is really hard to tell for a while.

   "...Did you...study yourself?"

   "Ah, don't be too envious, after all, I am so old, thousands of years old, it's not unusual to know a few languages."

  The little fox spoke the truth frankly.

  And He Zhizhou can only look at her with ineffable words.

  Such words were supposed to be pure jokes, but when watching the little fox sit lazily on the rococo-style gorgeous seat, the man was in a daze, as if he really saw a thousand-year-old snow-white fox.

  I saw the fox's big hairy tail stretched out, turning all sentient beings upside down with the beauty in the bones.

   "If you really live a thousand years, then I think your body must be a fox."

  "……"

  The man's determined tone made Su Qinghuan's hand holding the teacup almost unstable.

"how do you know?"

  The little fox realized that his attitude was too agitated, and quickly remedied it.

   "I mean, even if I am not a normal person, according to ordinary people's thinking, you should not think about dragons, phoenixes, and giant pandas."

   Such a nonsense question, He Zhizhou, who has always thought of himself rationally, actually settled down and thought about it seriously.

  He looked into the eyes of the little fox sincerely.

   "I just think the fox is more like you, and it's the snow-white kind, and the tail is still hairy, so cute."

   "Puff..."

  Su Qinghuan's eyes are embarrassing, and he shouldn't answer anything for a while.

  Accurately speaking, if it is changed to the previous one, He Zhizhou’s guess is really correct.

  It's a pity that she has the body in the system space now, cough, don't mention it.

  ……

  System 233 rarely caught this moment of mocking Su Qinghuan, and joked quickly.

   "Host, you are all white now, you are just a disfigured white-fried white fox."

   "...Shut up, no one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

  Since Su Qinghuan couldn't think about it last time, he exchanged a lot of points for the system 233 to repair his charred body that was blown by the sky thunder, the little fox was almost caught.

  After all, the difference between a disfigured scorched black fox and a disfigured white fox, emmmm, may be relatively more permeating than the latter.

  Because the former can't see the looks at all, the latter is the kind of fearful thinking.

  ……

  Thinking of his own body in the system space, the little fox had a moment of sympathy, and he didn't even have any interest in playing tricks on He Zhizhou.

  After all, it’s too troublesome to completely restore the appearance of her real body. She just changed her skin color and spent thousands of points. Although she has experienced so many planes, she still has business to do, so she should save points for the future.

  ……

  He Zhizhou saw the little fox, which was obviously a little low in air pressure, and he was suddenly at a loss.

  He has always been very confident about capturing prisoners and finding evidence, but a girl is happy or upset. Although a man can see clearly, he doesn't know how to make the little fox happier.

   "What's wrong with you? Did I annoy you just now?"

"no."

  The little fox is about to go over it casually. After all, she can never explain to He Zhizhou with a serious face that she is really a fox. That would be too subverting the three views of this handsome young man.

  People live under the red flag, but they adhere to the principle of not being allowed to become refined after the founding of the People’s Republic of China.

  ……

  Just as the little fox didn’t know how to change the subject, the restaurant owner came over.

  Really a blond Frenchman.

  The little fox talked with the other party. The boss was a typical gentleman. He quickly apologized to the little fox and gave him a macaron cake as a plea.

  ……

  The little fox saw He Zhizhou looking at the beautiful macaron cake, his eyes were bright, and he couldn't help laughing.

   "You eat, I think you will like it."

  "Should girls like this all the time? Or I will pack a little later and let you take it back?"

   "No, I actually prefer the Chinese desserts like walnut biscuits than this."

  ……

  After the two had finished their meal, He Zhizhou insisted on sending Su Qinghuan home in person.

   "I have a car, let me see it for you."

  Little Fox is a straightforward person, she can't help but smile.

   "I said Inspector He, you are so diligent today, do you want to chase me?"

  (End of this chapter)