Christmas Eve _veronica2625_ Sina Blog

Christmas Eve, I was standing on the ground floor of the new light red Tavern, carrying a bottle of Lafayette deck, straight to the rascals wine rack on a bottle of 82 years of LaTour. Fifteen minutes later, I was standing in front of six layers of Emerald restaurant. The next town town, dingding fragrant and Ding Tai Fung door-man alive, no more than a hundred has thrown out, feeding the Pinus simply stop accepting, etc. Me by escalator takes on the shuttle, a punctual. I looked up the phone send SMS report killing field Grand foes reply: simply do not see the shadow of the economic crisis. Maw mushroom vegetable soup very moist, brine, steamed plates from taste just how precious fresh and delicious, scallops and shrimp balls and grilled lamb chop was quite satisfactory, three is the most delicious fried, my favorite is Yang Sago. The final fruit plate served, a bottle of Sara East NI has also seen the bottom. Christmas Eve, åœ — äº¬æ — ¶é — ' ten at night, the new light underground garage. Three face some of the IR, whole bottles of surplus. I breathe some hot, yet still batting an eye. I'm still on vacation, he would go to work the next day, so I drunk driving. The car passed the great hope of mined areas under the bridge, the slide does not have police guards Expressway. My head is clear, there are some obscure, road lights shining like flow of light. The world is a harmonious, we all worked hard to keep up with the pace of coom, though not so will not be happy.