142 The imposing manner of a King

Didnt you want to look at the clothes? Ill show it to you first.

I dont want to watch anymore. Gong mo walked forward gloomily.

What? Her mother followed her. what kind of temper is this? Youre not allowed to throw a tantrum!

Whos throwing a tantrum? Im hungry! Gong mo pulled her into the elevator. theres food on the upper floor. Lets go and eat something.

After going upstairs, Gong mo looked around at the various restaurants around him before pulling mother Zhai into a noodle restaurant.

I dont want to wear anything, I dont want to use anything, but food is fine, right? She said, this bowl of noodles is only twenty Yuan. Dont be reluctant!

Alright, alright, alright, lets eat! Her mother said with a smile. Let alone twenty Yuan a bowl, Ill even agree to two hundred Yuan a bowl.

Hearing this, Gong mo turned her around immediately, Then lets go to the one next door. The average spending there is two hundred per person!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, her mother hurriedly pulled her back. this one! Its oily and unhealthy there. Its good for the stomach.

Gong mo chuckled and held her arm as they walked to a corner.

When she sat down, she felt that someone was looking at her. She looked over and saw a group of foreigners sitting not far away.

There were a total of seven people in the group of foreigners, and they looked like Europeans or Americans.

They sat at two tables in total, and four of them looked especially young as they sat around a long table, eating with their heads buried.

The man who was looking at Gong mo was sitting alone in the other table. He looked to be in his forties or fifties.

Gong mo looked at him for a while and thought that he would be embarra.s.sed to look away. In the end, he was still looking at them, the kind that couldnt take his eyes off them!

Gong mo was helpless. He was probably curious about the Chinese, so he kept on watching.

Momo, what kind of noodles do you want to eat? Her mother flipped through the menu and asked, Oh, there are snacks too. Look, theres your favorite Daddi.

Then Ill have one. Gong mo said.

At this moment, she felt the gaze on her back getting hotter. She turned her head quietly and saw that the man was still looking at them. His eyes were deeper and fiercer than before!

No, he was looking at her mother!

What was this for?

Gong mo was shocked and turned his head. Mother Gong asked, I want beef noodles. What about you?

I also want beef noodles.

Her mother nodded and closed the menu. She raised her head and met the eyes of the foreigner. She could not help but jump in shock.

She lowered her head and whispered to Gong mo, You have a group of foreigners behind you.

I see it. there are foreigners everywhere in the capital. Its not like you havent seen them before, Gong mo said with a smile.

There were a few in their neighborhood, and they would b.u.mp into each other when they went in and out. Sometimes, they even took the same elevator.

But this one keeps looking at us.

Gong mo was stunned. He turned around and saw that the man was still staring at them!

No, no, no, no.

He stared at mother Zhai and didnt even notice Gong mo sizing him up.

His hair was slightly curled, with a few strands of silver in his black hair. His eyes were a light blue, focused and deep. The body wrapped in the suit looked very strong, and his legs were curled up under the table. He was estimated to be at least 1.85 meters tall.

Although he was a middle-aged man, he exuded a deadly charm. Handsome was not enough to describe him! He sat there, exuding the aura of a King!

Its quite scary. Her mother lowered her head and drank her tea.

foreigners are always curious about China, Gong mo turned around and comforted her. I guess theyll just take a few more glances at us when they see that were Chinese.