The 20-year-old university student still behaves like a little girl, speaking in such a soft, shy, and charming manner.
Liu Zhizhong was truly swayed by her, feeling like he was on the verge of losing his composure, acting like a bit of a fool.
Hahaha, does a president have such monts as well?
Of course, a president like this is quite endearing, and Ruan Yu's heart is absolutely fond of him.
At this mont, Brother Zhongshui appeared rather simple-minded, which undoubtedly stirred the hearts of youthful girls even more, hehe...
There was no choice; Liu Zhizhong also had a knack for romance and understood Ruan Yu's mindset. Why not cooperate a bit?
A president should always consider the needs of the people!
And Ruan Yu, being one of the people, currently desires to be with the national idol president and beco the first lady of the Wale Republic! Is such a request too much?
Sure enough, it wasn't long before the hotel's dining departnt brought the dishes over.
Here we go...
This truly is a romantic dinner for two.
At this mont, twilight had deepened just right; the dusky ambiance was like a drop of truffle essential oil, enveloping the luxury suite's restaurant within its charm.
The early sumr evening breeze, mixed with the shimring lights of the outside city, passed through the gaps in the intelligent glass, teasing out fine star-like glimrs from the crystal chandelier.
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the entire dynamic international tropolis of Southeast Asia was gradually shedding its dayti edges—the Financial Towers turning into harp-like silhouettes, bridges spanning the river winding like a flowing galaxy, while fleets of drones occasionally flitting past the porthole resembled a swarm of startled fireflies.
The Michelin three-star chef pushed the golden dining cart in, and the silverware cast crescent-shaped reflections upon the marble tabletop.
Romantic candles were lit, their hazy glow further imrsing the luxurious suite with the ambiance of a noble dinner.
In the candlelight, not far beside the table, a giant bouquet gifted by Liu Zhizhong emitted a delicate fragrance, its natural scent further elevating the romantic quality of the evening.
The appetizer was freshly opened Gillardeau oysters paired with Kaluga caviar, the oyster at trembling slightly on the crushed ice, as if still carrying the tides of the Normandy coast.
The somlier tily poured the 1998 Dom Pérignon, its bubbles rising in the transparent crystal glass coincidentally mirrored the fireworks blooming outside the window.
The main course was slow-roasted wagyu ribeye with black truffle, the knife slicing through to reveal pinkish textures seeping amber at juice, painting a captivating abstract picture alongside Peruvian blueberry sauce on the bone china plate, appearing so expressive.
By now, the city neon was fully awakened, laser beams from the casino across the river swept across the do, casting srizing light spots on the gilded tableware.
As the dessert cart wheeled over with raspberry and lychee mousse, a rain suddenly started outside.
Raindrops andered into streams on the bulletproof glass, yet couldn't extinguish the dancing candlelight on the table; instead, it imbued this dinner with endless romance.
While Liu Zhizhong and Ruan Yu savored the romantic cuisine, they together gazed at the city blurring into an impressionist painting through the rain curtain, experiencing this unique mont alongside feelings of happiness, leaving nothing else behind.
They enjoyed the al, drinking so wine, chatting, discussing life, including the upcoming marathon next week, filled with anticipation.
In such a mont, Ruan Yu was the happiest woman in the entire Wale Republic.
Because she was with the person she cherished, welcoming her 20th birthday together.
Because her beloved is the national idol president Chi Zhongshui!
In this world, there aren't many who have the opportunity to dine with him alone, let alone such a romantic dinner!
Ruan Yu felt a bit nervous, shy, truly unsure how to transform the situation. For instance, how to beco a woman from a girl, requiring Liu Zhizhong's assistance.
Liu Zhizhong, calm as water, carrying an ethereal aura, yet so cordial and forceful, could only leave her heart drunk and dazed.
Unknowingly, Ruan Yu seed to find a breakthrough, or rather discovered a thod.
She drank so wine, indulged a bit excessively.
Drinking a bit more tends to make one bolder, or so she believed.
Her dical studies taught her about alcohol's effects.
Life experiences also inford her that people who drink truly seem bold, prone to actions usually avoided.
Ultimately, hehe... Ruan Yu gradually drank too much, her face flushed, exuding a unique charm, unsure of daring acts, only feeling dizzy and physically limp.
Even looking at Liu Zhizhong, she felt Brother Zhongshui seed so ethereal.
As the dinner concluded, oh dear, Liu Zhizhong noticed that Ruan Yu seed about to flop onto the table, finding it slightly amusing.
This little girl, drunk from just a bit of wine?
In truth, Ruan Yu felt like she'd drunk plenty!
The romantic red wine, the authentic 1982 Lafite, indeed sowhat intoxicating.
But Liu Zhi was quite alright, remarkably sober, seemingly unaffected.
He couldn't help but put down the knife and fork, wiping his mouth, saying, "Ah-Yu, are you... drunk? Would you like to rest?"
"Huh? Zhong... Brother Shui, I'm... not drunk... Drunk, what's drunk like... I only know you... you make drunk..."
Here we go...
This girl-like young lady finally uttered her heartfelt words in a ditzy manner, still so captivating despite the stamring.
Liu Zhizhong felt so tenderness in his heart, truly felt compassion.
He chuckled and promptly went over, enveloping Ruan Yu in his arms.
Unbeknownst, she truly seed drunk, her legs faltering as if to slide to the ground.
Liu Zhizhong quickly embraced her, standing up gently and steadily.
Thus, with a princess carry, Ruan Yu's entire heart grew more enchanted, even closing her eyes.
Her hands clung weakly around Liu Zhizhong's neck.
"Brother Zhongshui... Brother Zhongshui..."
Murmuring softly, like talking in her sleep.
Her face flushed, eyes drowsy, about to close.
She exhaled like orchids, her breath warm and fragrant.
Her delicate body, like on fire, emanating a lively scent.
Liu Zhizhong was left internally chaotic, honestly, quite impulsive, almost losing control! It's been so long, without life; the president desires too!
Liu Zhizhong pondered and softly spoke, "Ah-Yu, you're drunk, you need to rest well. There's still a few days, you can recover, then you'll surely perform well in the won's marathon..."
Whatever he said, Ruan Yu couldn't really hear, her brain muddled, only feeling him speak by her ear; his voice was truly pleasant, so pleasant!
Liu Zhizhong talked as he carried her, striding towards the presidential suite's bedroom.
Behind, the candlelight of the French romantic dinner still flickered, cups and cutlery glowing brilliantly under the fla...
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