Net King Conan: blue iris

"Wow wow wow!" Seeing such a gorgeous hotel, it was obvious that he had never seen the world before and he said "wow" several times.

"Master Atobe." A young girl came over, er, I should say she was a waiter.

"Ah, the usual one." Atobe snapped his fingers.

"Yes!" The waiter was about to prepare when a voice interrupted her.

"Hey, the room is too stuffy~~~" Huanli said, "Just in the hall, huh?"

"Huanli..." Atobe wanted to object, but was stopped: "Hey, don't talk to me about aesthetics, I just think the hall is lively."

"Master Atobe, this..." The waitress was embarrassed. In fact, she was more inclined towards the young master, but it seemed that the young master was very partial to the girl.

"Uh-huh, just follow what this lady said." Atobu touched the tear mole, feeling a little helpless.

"yes!"

In the hall——

Well, Huanli admitted that he felt that he had chosen the wrong hall. Why is this hall on the 15th floor? Isn’t there one below? Well, the lower part does not conform to Mr. Atobe’s aesthetic sense...

As soon as the seats were set, the dishes were served one after another.

Taocheng's mouth is watering...

"You're welcome, I'm treating you to a treat." Atobu snapped his fingers again.

"I said, Xiaojing, is there something wrong with your hands?" Huanli said, "When I was a kid, I couldn't hit it more than 10 times a day. Snapping my fingers is so fun..."

Jibu's face twitched: "Huanli, don't hurt others."

Huanli was about to speak, but was interrupted by a familiar scream.