Soon Fang Jing was taken to the first floor of the hotel's waiter, a romantic European restaurant.

In the entire European restaurant, except for two violin artists playing melodiously, there was only a tall man sitting in the restaurant with his back facing away from the door.

Judging from the back, this man should be the "God of War in Eight Desolations" undoubtedly!

After the waiter brought Fang Jing to the restaurant, he bowed and left.

"I'm sorry, let God of War, you're waiting!"

Fang Jing didn't think much, and quickly walked behind the fake Eight Wilderness God of War and apologized a little embarrassedly!

She really couldn't have imagined that the dignified God of War in Eight Wilderness would put down her identity and go to the restaurant to wait for her in advance.

But she, an ordinary person, made the God of War wait for a long time!

Thinking of this, Fang Jing's heart suddenly got up and down!

Hearing Fang Jing's voice, the fake God of War turned his face.

What made Fang Jing feel a little disappointed was that the other party was still wearing a mask, and it seemed that he didn't plan to take off the mask even after a while of eating.

"Miss Fang, you have to be polite. I just arrived. I wonder how Miss Fang is about the environment she arranged?"

The fake war god pointed to the romantic environment around him, and the proud other party asked.

Only after listening to the fake God of War did Fang Jing notice the situation around him.

Seeing such a romantic atmosphere, the first thing she remembered in her mind was the scene when Chen Bahuang first took her family to the Tianshang Renjian Hotel for dinner.

In an instant, I felt that the atmosphere was only considered to be quite ordinary!

"Don't Miss Fang like such a romantic atmosphere?"

After seeing Fang Jing observe the surroundings, the fake God of War did not look as surprised as he imagined.

He asked curiously.

"No...No, I like this romantic feeling!"

Fang Jing heard the fake God of War and quickly explained it.

Although he said he liked it, there was no such surprise expression on his face.

It made the fake God of War slightly disappointed.

However, my heart became stronger when I wanted to get Fang Jing.

Fang Jing in front of her is really special.

She has a flawless appearance and a different personality than ordinary women.

An average woman must be very excited to be invited by herself.

But Fang Jing in front of her looked a little dazed, as if she was thinking about something.

For women who have dinner with me and think about other things, there may be only Fang Jing in front of me in the world.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, his current identity is the legendary famous God of Eight Desolations and the idol of girls around the world.

Such a special woman is so beautiful, that man doesn’t love her!

No wonder that the real Eight Desolate War God cares so much about her!

"Since Miss Fang feels like it, let's sit down first and enjoy it while eating. This is the first time I've invited a girl to dinner!"

The fake god of war said with a gentle smile.

At this time, Fang Jing thought of Chen Bahuang for no reason.

If the person in front of him was Chen Bahuang at this moment, he would definitely stand up and pull out the stool for him.

And it would not be like the Eight Desolate War God in front of him, and he would not even stand up when he saw himself coming.

Although the Eight Wilderness God of War is arrogant and cannot stand up to greet him.

However, Fang Jing couldn't help but compare the two.
Chapter completed!