"I'm going to serve my guests when they arrive."

The young waiter took Mo Haoran's order menu, bent over, and said:

"OK."

Although, he quit the private room.

Mo Haoran admired the ink paintings on the wall, lit a cigarette, and said lightly:

"Haha, they are all imitations. However, it's not satisfactory to hang here."

Mo Haoran has a lot of research on Chinese classical ink paintings. It was his skills that made Shi Xuanxuan secretly feel guilty. At this moment, he could recognize the authenticity of ink paintings on the wall at a glance. However, this was also expected. Hanging these ink paintings in the hotel is just a random decoration, and he will definitely not hang the original works on the wall casually.

Mo Haoran took a sip of cigarette hard, then vented a sip of cigarette rings, and waited quietly.

I don’t know which cigarette Mo Haoran finished smoking, Zhang Tianxiang finally appeared in Mo Haoran’s sight. He looked at Mo Haoran in the smoke and spoke apologetically:

"Hey, sorry, I'm a little late. I slept for a while, and there were some traffic jams on the road."

Mo Haoran threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, smiled faintly, and then said:

"It doesn't matter, just come."

Mo Haoran also understood this situation very well. People like Zhang Tianxiang who came out to have fun with women will definitely sleep in the gentle country of women today. Sleeping for a while is a subtle statement. I think it is impossible to help but get up in the morning. Moreover, Mo Haoran is also very familiar with the traffic in Jiangcheng. Traffic jams occur frequently, and it is no wonder. Traffic jams are common in any slightly developed city in the country. Therefore, Mo Haoran still understands Zhang Tianxiang very much.

Zhang Tianxiang sat at the table, smiled slightly at Mo Haoran, and said:

"Are you satisfied with that girl last night?"

When Mo Haoran heard him mention Sun Yixin, he couldn't help but smile awkwardly and said:

"Yeah, very satisfied."

Of course, Mo Haoran was very satisfied with Sun Yixin's crazy everything last night. When Zhang Tianxiang heard Mo Haoran's answer, he couldn't help but smiled strangely and said:

"It's good to be satisfied. My girl couldn't stand up today."

Mo Haoran knew that if he continued to talk to Zhang Tianxiang about women, he would be endless even if he had drooled. Men would always talk about women. Furthermore, seeing Zhang Tianxiang's eyes swaying, Mo Haoran felt that if he continued to talk to him, it would definitely be endless.

Mo Haoran couldn't help but smile, changed the subject, and said:

"Brother Zhang, are you a student of Jiangcheng University?"

After hearing Mo Haoran’s question, Zhang Tianxiang couldn’t help but nodded gently. Then he replied:

"Well, I am a sophomore student at Jiangcheng University. Logically speaking, I am still your senior. I have heard of your deeds. Hehe, of course my life is not as exciting as you."
Chapter completed!