Chapter 164 Digestive System Five

Why does a high-end French restaurant famous for its dessert give souvenirs?

From the perspective of business logic, it is to bring the guests who are full of wine and eat back to their homes, let the commercial logo appear in the living environment, let the proud refined cuisine extend good impressions and benign memories, and maximize consumer stickiness, so as to promote positive effects of secondary consumption.

Obviously, I was wandering around the road for half an hour after I walked out, unpacking the bag and stuffing it into my mouth while walking, which was not within the preset range of the Samsung brand.

The consumer group does not correspond to those who are decent people walking and eating on the road.

I thought I could walk back if I lived in an apartment today, but now I have already walked out of the noisy neighborhood, and there are a few pedestrians looking at me, but I just feel that it is even more difficult to withstand it's not that I feel embarrassed to be stared at me.

After all, compared to the attention given by the time when I passed by Matsumoto Kiyoshi, I would have ignored it at that time and would have paid more attention to what was going on and not saying anything. I was so annoyed that I couldn't wait for a moment and now I had to stuff polyhydroxyl groups into my body.

Even passers-by have noticed this person's condition, and you are still avoided and not disclosed at all.

It's not because it's not trustworthy.If not, wouldn't this answer be left without use?

So what happened Ah... You are not sure if you are complaining, so you spread your hands and asked him to have an empty bag.

The other party was also stunned.

After walking in silence for a while, four desserts were sniffed and three and a half pieces of food were swallowed.

It’s not that I bully people on purpose, but that I really don’t care about what to do.

The last half of the piece was filled in my mouth, so I only handed you my hand and said it was nothing.

Sighing and taking two steps, you savored the words for a moment, pinched your fingertips, about... the... follow-up treatment that night?

There are too many red lines about that matter, what should be mentioned should not be mentioned, what can be said cannot be said.

After I don’t know what I said, I feel a little ridiculous, so if the other party turns his head and asks what it means, you are ready to wave your hand and let him pretend that he didn’t hear it.

あっ, no.Jie's words have been buried, and it has been over six days long ago.I understand it, it’s a pity.

The words were light and light, making people unable to understand their emotions. I also thought that if they really might run back to see friends... No!!No conscience at all!Anyway, let’s wait and see together on the 49th?It feels like this kind of folk custom is really easy to breed curses...

Don't go on a date on Resurrection Day.You thought about it and continued to ask, so... were you in trouble?

㈈ぇ, that's not of course.It was just a few days ago. I was annoyed by being chased behind my butt... But no matter what, it has been done now.

If it doesn't work, it probably won't be a matter of a few phone calls.

Something to do between being seven minutes late, angering the conservatives and not handing over the body.

It's a bit hard to guess. You just give up on yourself. Anyway, you have never had a chance, so Jue found a Godzilla and threw it to Kyoto?

ん…I came up with a good idea.When a man said this, it was obvious that he was fooling around again.

So this attempt is destined to have no results, and I am destined to be able to wait for the next call to make a mess.

You grabbed two handfuls of hair, and the thunder sounded so loud that the ground was trembling. You vaguely felt that it was going to rain now, and maybe it was not too small.

うん… He rolled his eyes, as if he noticed the water vapor.Holding your little finger, rubbing your knuckles hard, and throwing Godzilla to Kyoto... Maybe it's not OK.

Thank you for your serious consideration?

I don’t know if it’s to fool people more comprehensively, or if I’m already worried that my super brain has a super problem.

How dare you speak? You can only feel how the strength and temperature of your fingertips fall on your joints while burying your head.

But...if you throw it to Africa... it should be fine?

I choked for a half second, and I really couldn't figure out what this person was going to do.If it really means literally, you are willing to apologize to the entire African savanna ecosystem now.