Fortunately, David didn't care about anything, took a few paper towels and wiped it off, and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, you can go down."

The waiter nodded.

For some reason, Anya felt that the waiter seemed a little strange, but she couldn't tell.

She looked up and met the waiter's gaze.

Anya's eyes widened. No wonder she felt so strange just now. The waiter didn't look like a waiter at all, and he exuded a familiar feeling all over his body.

It turned out to be...

She huh.

She took a sip of her drink to suppress her shock, but luckily the scene was dimly lit and the scene was noisy, so she didn't notice the waiter, otherwise it would be really...

"No wonder, no wonder!" Anya narrowed her eyes slightly.

"By the way, Anya, is your husband really such a stingy person?" Some American students asked curiously.

"I heard that Chinese men are very machismo, isn't that true? At first, I thought that we had already developed in City A, and we were going to find a Chinese man to marry. After reading what David said, we felt that we still lacked Consider it!"

"Yeah, just tell me."

Xiaomi chuckled: "Sister Anya, answer quickly."

Xiaomi is also afraid that the world will not be chaotic.

Anya coughed, put the wine glass away, and sat up.

Seeing her action, those of them also began to listen carefully.

Anya said: "He is very kind to me, and the child is also very kind. Moreover, he is handsome, handsome, rich, considerate, gentle, good-looking, good-looking, and he has no dead ends in 360 degrees? Do you know? He spoiled me like a princess." Same. I like to hug my princess every day! I feel ashamed when I think about it.”

"Once when I was sick, he was so distressed that he waited on me by the bed all night, and he didn't sleep at all."

"One more time..."

Etc., etc.

Anya gave one example after another, almost flattering Qixiu.

The American students didn't know the truth. Listening to Anya's description, their eyes lit up.

Xiaomi frowned slightly, and suddenly felt strange, Sister Anya is not this kind of person, why does she always praise Mr. Qi?

From Xiaomi's point of view, Mr. Qi is indeed perfect, but...

"Sister Anya, aren't you exaggerating?" Xiaomi lowered his voice and said.

On the surface, Anya looked serious.Secretly, Anya reached out and went around Xiaomi's back, lightly poked her back, and gestured towards a certain place.

Xiaomi raised his head and looked into a corner, only to see a waiter standing there.

It's just that it's no different than standing straight!

But if I had to say it, the waiter was quite handsome and exuded a special feeling all over his body.

Xiaomi took a closer look: "Huh? Isn't that waiter Mr. Qi?"

Anya chuckled.

Xiaomi suddenly realized: "Oh, so it is like this!"

It turned out that President Qi was here, no wonder Anya praised him so much.

David refused to accept it: "No, he is not like this at all, okay?"

The American students hissed at David: "He must be very perfect, so you are jealous, right?"

"Exactly! Why are you men so stingy?"

David felt speechless for a moment: "This..."

At this moment, Qi Xiu, who was standing in the corner as a waiter, smiled slightly.

He looked towards Anya.

Anya also looked up to meet his gaze.

They make eye contact.

"Stupid woman, you are wise!"

"Hey, thank you, my husband, for your compliment!"

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