If you were an ordinary girl, you would have been cheated by Sun Jun's sweet words.

But Han Bingbing just thinks that he is deliberately showing off.

I don't care at all.

Just a light oh.

Sun Jun's face was slightly embarrassed for a moment, but it was fleeting. He soon reorganized his face and turned to point at Liu Lang.

"Little brother..."

"Who is your brother?" Liu Lang's words blocked Sun Jun's next words.

"Friend..."

"Who are your friends?"

"..." Sun Jun's temple is full of green veins. He can not be angry with Han Bingbing, but Liu Lang will not have such a good temper.

"You don't need an inch..."

"What did I say or do?" Liu Lang blinked innocently, as if he didn't understand what Sun Jun was saying.

Sun Jun felt as if he had hit the cotton with a fist. He had no strength to use.

In the end, he gave up arguing with Liu Lang and gave Liu Lang the menu directly. He said with great pride: "you are Bingbing's boyfriend and a guest. If you order any of the dishes above, you will count me."

"Really, help me?"

Liu Lang looked at Sun Jun strangely and said.

"Of course."

Sun Jun gave a faint smile, but his eyes were full of sarcasm. It's a country bumpkin who has never seen the world so soon.

"Then I'm welcome."

Liu Lang laughed, picked up the menu and opened it. He turned it page by page and said, "since you are so generous, I can't help giving you face. Let me see, what should I order..."

affectation!

Sun Jun sneered in his heart. The menu is all in French and there are no pictures. Can you understand it?

Liu Langyue was serious. Sun Junyue thought that he was all pretending, and the irony in his eyes became more and more intense.

"Tut Tut, it's a pity that there's no dish I want to order on it."

Liu Lang quickly turned to the last page. After reading it, he shook his head and closed the menu.

"No?"

Sun Jun didn't say what he really wanted to say. Instead, he pretended to be surprised and said, "no, this menu should have filled in all the food markets in this restaurant, right? Why not? Did you miss it? "

He took the menu, opened it, and then asked Liu Lang, "what kind of food is it, I'll help you find it."

"Are you sure you can find it?"

Liu Lang looked at him with a smile.

I don't know why Sun Jun felt uncomfortable when he was stared at by Liu Lang, but he wanted to keep his image in front of Han Bingbing, so he said: "even if I can't find it, I know the chef of this restaurant, Mr. de Gaulle. As long as you can tell the name of the dish, I can ask him to do it for you on the spot."

"Do you know the chef in this restaurant?"

Liu Lang gave him a light look, but he shook his head in his heart.

If the chef of this restaurant is really the de Gaulle he knows, he will never do anything to cling to the powerful. He has his pride. Apart from cooking, nothing else can arouse his interest.

However, if this de Gaulle is not that de Gaulle, it is another matter.

"Of course."

Sun Jun immediately straightened his chest. "Moreover, you may not know that the chef of this restaurant, Charles de Gaulle, once worked as a royal chef in the British royal family. His cooking skills are ranked the top in the world. Not only French food, but even Chinese food is better than most Chinese chefs. "

"Does he know how to make barbecued pork bun?" Liu Lang coldly ventured a sentence.

"Human flesh..." Sun Jun had been elated with the introduction, suddenly choked, his face is worse than eating excrement.

He looked at Liu Lang with a black face and said in a deep voice, "are you playing with me?"

"You are not a woman, not to mention a beauty. Why do I play with you?" Liu Lang looked at him suspiciously and said.

"Hum, you're not playing with me when you say barbecued pork bun. What is it?" Sun Jun snorted coldly.

"It's you who misunderstood me, isn't it?" Liu Lang spread out his hand and said, "the meat barbecued pork bun I'm talking about is not the human flesh you think, but the kernel of the nuts. Pork and pork barbecued bun, do you understand? ""Isn't it the same? I've never heard of such a dish! " Sun Jun said with a cold face.

"Just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean there isn't one." Liu Lang shook his head, "and you said that the chef of this restaurant can cook everything? Why can't he make a pork and pork barbecued bun when I say it now? "

"If you don't have this dish, the so-called pork and pork barbecued bun is just a dish name invented by you. Who can make it in today's world?" Sun Jun said.

"You're not a cook, and even if you're a cook, you don't know that you can't make it, it doesn't mean that other people can't make it. If you don't believe it, you call the waiter and ask him. " Liu Lang shrugged his shoulders and said.

“……”

Sun Jun's face was already gloomy, as if he could drip water. He knew very well that Liu Lang was playing tricks on him.

But he did not break out.

He can't lose his demeanor in this matter. If he wants to completely defeat this boy and make him realize the gap between him and himself, what if he does what he says?

Anyway, at that time, it will only be this boy who has no face, absolutely not him.

"Well, since you don't give up, I will do as you wish."

After that, Sun Jun raised his hand to ask the waiter to come, but when he wanted to name the dishes, he was stunned on the spot.

Because he didn't know what to say in French.

But at this time, Liu Lang said directly in Chinese: "pork barbecued bun."

Sun Jun sneered: "do you think you are in a street stall? Here you order in Chinese. Can others understand you? "

But as soon as he finished, the French waiter suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Liu Lang in surprise. Then he solemnly said in French, "yes, sir, please wait a moment."

"Thank you."

Liu Lang replied politely in French.

This scene really shocked Sun Jun!

Unexpectedly, this boy knows French!?

In the twinkling of an eye, Sun Jun shook his head in his heart: No, it shouldn't be. Now even primary school students can speak these common foreign languages and say thank you. What's so strange?

But it seems that the point is not here

Sun Jun frowned deeply. He always felt that he had overlooked something, but he couldn't remember where the key point was.

What do you neglect