Vol 5 Chapter 1125: Dilemma

Seeing Mayer entered, he directly pressed the top floor, Feng Yiping was a little confused, "Is there a top floor restaurant here?"

"Yes, you'll know in a while," Mayer leaned halfway on him, "but what to eat, I have the final say,"

"Don't you know, come to such an advanced place, and you don't need to pay for it, you just bring up the starry sky, I don't mind a few bites,"

"I think many beauties who admire you will most likely be disappointed when they see your true face," Mayer gave him a punch in the arm.

She rarely has such a young girl.

Feng Yiping nodded, "Well, pleasing to the eye,"

He is also very blessed today. The current Queen of Silicon Valley bowed his head obediently in front of him during lunch. In the evening, the future Queen of Silicon Valley is sitting next to him.

The current queen, hey, she'd better give up that name early. Her image is really not good for Silicon Valley.

Feng Yiping's words were a little bit endless, but Meyer really understood it in seconds, and his eyes narrowed with a smile, "Hey, it seems that you have really met a great thing today,"

"But no matter what good things you encounter during the day, tonight, it will definitely make you feel better."

Listening to her, looking at her gleaming eyes, Feng Yiping, who has roughly guessed the arrangements for tonight, has the urge to run away.

But this is an elevator.

"Want to run again?" Meyer felt it, and pulled him a bit, his tone was quite bad.

"Why?" Feng Yiping smiled dryly, "I'm so hungry, I can't wait to taste the meal you prepared tonight,"

"It's coming soon, trust me, I won't let you down,"

Feng Yiping glanced at Meyer.

He always felt that the big meal he was talking about was not the same as the big meal Meyer was talking about.

With a soft "ding", "Here," Feng Yiping guarded the elevator and let Meyer go out first, but Meyer still held his hands tightly, it seemed that he was really afraid of him running away. together,"

"This is the restaurant?" Feng Yiping looked at the very elegantly arranged corridors, the beautifully framed oil paintings on the walls, the fragrant lilies in the vases on the cabinets against the wall, and the oak on the side of the corridor. The door... How does it look like the doorway of a high-end apartment?

"This is your exclusive restaurant," Meyer took out the card and swiped it and gently opened the door. Suddenly, Feng Yiping felt as if he had returned to his top-floor suite.

The decoration style is my favorite minimalist style. It seems that at this point, Meyer is still quite similar to me. Also, isn't the main Google interface she designed in that style? Feng Yiping did not want to think about other possibilities.

However, there are relatively many colors, blue, red and yellow... "You designed this according to the Google logo?"

"Please, was it my design?" Mayer turned around in the hall, "How about it, do you like it?"

"like,"

"The apartment, or me?"

"They are all very good," Feng Yiping is really handy now to answer such multiple-choice questions.

Meyer gave him a helpless look, threw off his shoes, turned to the big window with ballet steps, and turned his back to the splendid night view of San Francisco outside the window, "Beautiful?"

"Very beautiful," Feng Yiping gave a thumbs up, "the landscape is beautiful, but you are more beautiful, where you go, it is brighter than the lights of the entire city,"

It is best to be vague on the question of whether you like it or not, but you can do your best to praise the lady for her beauty.

Meyerton’s smile was brighter than the lights of the entire city. She smiled and turned the skirt corners a few times before turning lightly in front of Feng Yiping. After that, she immediately turned from the pure and beautiful little swan, the eldest sister on the second lane. Da, she stretched out a finger to pick Feng Yiping's chin, "Don't expect to just say something happy and want to fool it again."

"Where, why, you think too much," Feng Yiping turned his head and touched his stomach, "Well, what about the legendary meal?"

"I'm so hungry, you wait," she pushed Feng Yiping onto the sofa and sat, "I'll be ready soon."

She advanced in the kitchen, followed, and went into the bedroom. When she came out again, she had changed her appearance, with her hair curled up, a white tube top dress, and delicate embroidery on her chest and skirt. .

"How is it?" She turned around, and suddenly the flowers on the skirt seemed to sway.

Feng Yiping nodded blankly.

Although he didn't speak, Meyer seemed to like his response better, "You also go in and change, the clothes are already hung up for you,"

"I want to change?"

Today, Feng Yiping is wearing a sky blue casual suit.

"Yes, get more handsome," Meyer pushed him into the bedroom. "Need my help?"

"No need," Feng Yiping shook his head quickly.

This is the first time he enters Mayer's scented boudoir. There is still some difference from the outside style. It is a fresh American pastoral style.

A set of clothes hung at the entrance of the cloakroom. Feng Yiping saw that in addition to suits and shirts, good guys even had ties, socks, and leather shoes.

Although it is Armani's ready-to-wear, not its araniprive high-end, but it still fits well.

With Mayer's level, shirt and tie, naturally, there is nothing to say. In a word, let's put it this way, Feng Yiping can go to the wedding in this suit.

"Oh, very handsome," Meyer was also bright when he looked at Feng Yiping, who was walking out of the bedroom in full dress.

She clicked on the remote control in her hand, and suddenly the lights dimmed, leaving only the candlelight on the dining table. At the same time, soft music echoed in the room, and the atmosphere suddenly became romantic.

This night...tsk.

Feng Yiping helped Mayer pull the chair away, "Thank you," Mayer sat down, took a red rose from the vase on the table and handed it to Feng Yiping, "Give it to you,"

"This, shouldn't I usually give it to you?"

"Okay," Meyer immediately handed the rose upside down to Feng Yiping.

Feng Yiping smiled and put the rose in the vase, "This flower, you must also put it in, it is a perfect work of art, it is better not to destroy it."

"Come on, I respect you, thank you for preparing such a great dinner," he said, raising his glass.

"I knew it was so," Meyer murmured when she saw the roses back in the vase, but she was not too disappointed. To be honest, she had expected such a scene.

This is a guy who will definitely retreat when it's critical. He is quite bold.

But another characteristic of this kind of person is that once he takes that crucial step, he will have no reservations about you.

"Cheers," she smiled and touched Feng Yiping, "I made these by myself. You can **** craft,"

Feng Yiping tasted a steak, which was really good, but his eyes focused on another dish on the table, which was a large plate of oysters.

On such a night, in such an atmosphere, eating such things, the directivity is really too obvious.

"This is also the first time I have had such a formal dinner at home in a long time. It is nice to have you with me," she put down the wine glass and put her hand on Feng Yiping's hand holding the wine glass.

Feng Yiping gently patted her hand twice, "This is my honour, I respect you,"

In such an atmosphere, he felt that it is better not to have physical contact.

"I hope there will be more days like this~www.wuxiaspot.com~ in the future," Meyer said.

"When did you buy this place?"

"Today is my first night in this new home. Everything you see is just opened today."

"I'm so sorry, I didn't even prepare a gift,"

Feng Yiping's smile became heavy.

It seems that the possibility that I have been reluctant to think about should be a fact.

This house was bought and decorated by Meyer according to his own preferences.

She, the dream lover in the minds of so many engineers in Silicon Valley, and the American people's favorite beauty executive in Silicon Valley, did this. Feng Yiping felt that there was already a wall behind him.

"You are here, it's the best gift," Meyer grabbed his hand directly this time, "Feng, can you dance with me?"