to miss crayfish made with garlic or thirteen spices. It was troublesome to eat them, and he had to go to Chinatown. He hadn’t tried it for a long time, and he was muttering about kidnapping a few chefs from China who were best at making garlic lobster.
No one wants to try a plate of avocados. California is the world’s leading producer of avocados. There are also fruit farmers near Seventeen Mile Bay who specialize in growing them. As the name suggests, they taste like eating butter directly. None of the people here like it. it.
There were other diners in the restaurant who were also dining. They were all dumbfounded when they saw such a sumptuous lunch. They thought that the life of rich people was different and they really enjoyed themselves.
Looking at the sandwiches in their hands, and then at the table full of delicious food in front of them, a sense of the gap between people suddenly emerged. Some people suddenly wanted to eat meat pie and crayfish. After asking the waiter, they learned that they needed Make a reservation in advance, so you can only continue to eat the simple food in hand.
Traveling is all about eating, drinking and seeing the scenery. Meeting interesting strangers is a rare thing.
When they were about to finish eating, tour guide David came to the restaurant and told Han Xuan: “You want to ride a motorboat, right? I have discussed it with the owner of the nearby surf club. You can borrow it from them at any time. Speedboats are also fine, but I think motor boats are more interesting. The sea amusement park is not far from here. Do you plan to go there this afternoon?”
“Okay, but it’s better to be a little later. I’m a little sleepy now.” Han Xuan picked up the wet tissue at hand and wiped it. Clean your mouth and hands, and continue: “I plan to go back to the room to take a nap before going out.” At
this time, a group of beautiful girls wearing bikinis, long legs and thin waists, who looked like models, walked in with bare feet and laughed at each other. In the restaurant, my hair is still wet, and I must have just returned from the beach.
Father Han couldn’t help but look at it a few more times. His thigh was suddenly pinched by the child’s mother. His eyes widened as if he was choked. He suppressed the painful cry back into his throat and ate in silence without daring to raise his head.
Having been to the backstage where models signed by Victoria’s Secret were changing clothes several times, Han Xuan had already become immune to beauties with long legs and thin waists. In comparison, he felt that Anya had a better figure.
I am already a very “old” person, and I deeply understand how rare and lucky it is to meet Anya in this life. No man with a normal sexual orientation will not like beautiful women, but he must learn to restrain himself.
If he lost Anya in the end because of his love for fun, he could imagine how painful it would be, so he might as well stop thinking about other women from the beginning and be a good man like his father.
Behind these beauties, Han Xuan