Zhu Biao attached to his body and "floated" into the restaurant, people's habits are really terrible, he is now less rejecting this involuntary way of acting, but getting a bit of fun from it - after all, not everyone can live to experience a Piao, right?

He was also accustomed to Zhu Di's excessive greetings to him, holding him under his arm, looking down at his feet from time to time, and simply hugged him after finding that he was walking smoothly.

Zhu Biao: "......"

He was a little worried that if the state of his soul not at home continued to drag on, his body would be raised and degraded by Zhu Di sooner or later.

Fortunately, Zhu Di still knows how to measure proportions, and he is not a shower who shows his affection in public, and they are now located on the upper floor of the restaurant that Zhu Biao knew before, that is, the so-called captain's room and VIP room, and they are actually divided into private small boxes.

Zhu Di took him into such a box, and only the two of them, Yao Guangxiao and other close subordinates of the fourth prince became very busy after getting on the boat, and they didn't appear in front of them very often. Zhu Biao guessed the reason, first, they were unwilling to discuss important secrets in front of him, an outsider, and second, they didn't want to see their own lord serving another hairy boy with dignity, and they were willing and happy to serve it!

Seriously, Zhu Biao completely understands them, because even he himself wants to know, why is Zhu Di so good to him? Why?!

Zhu Di first brought Zhu Biao's body into the box, placed him properly on the softest sofa, and did not forget to pat the sofa cushion before, and carefully stuffed it behind his waist, in case he had a sore back because he had not changed his posture for too long.

He smoothed out Zhu Biao's crumpled clothes, cut his hair, and did not let go of every detail like a doll, and from time to time he stepped back a little to be picky, and then continued to tidy up.

After a long time, the four princes were finally satisfied, or they had had enough, Zhu Biao's "soul" yawned several times in a row boringly next to him, and he finally stepped back and sat on another sofa opposite the table, picked up a retro silver bell on the table, and shook it gently.

"Jingle bell—"

The crisp and melodious ringing of the bell echoed in the closed room, and Zhu Biao's "soul" also opened his mouth wide when he yawned, squeezing out tears, and at this time he was vibrated by the bell, and the scattered small tears slid out a trace along the corner of his eyes, shining in the light.

Zhu Di raised his eyes just in time to see it, frowning slightly, he owed, his long arm crossed the small square table in the middle, and his thumb gently wiped away the tears for Zhu Biao.

"What do you want to eat?" He said softly, "I'll read the menu to you." ”

Without waiting for Zhu Biao's reaction, he really read the menu for him with the voice that he had spoken in front of hundreds of millions of people, and his attitude was very serious, his face was so calm as if he was discussing something important that would determine life and death, but the light in his eyes was pleasant and relaxed, and his refinement was the essence of "unity, tension, seriousness, and liveliness".

“…… Shrimp tofu, five-spice smoked crispy fish, osmanthus lotus root clip, radish crispy pork, braised assortment, fried rice cake with flavor sauce, mango cranberry nougat......"

Zhu Biao laughed at first, feeling embarrassed, but he listened to it and fell into a trance. To say that he has many unaccustomed places after crossing over to the Ming Dynasty, the most dissatisfied of which is the diet. Many of the dishes he used to love seem to have been lost, and the Ming people only eat simple meals every day, similar to the fast food of his time, which can't satisfy his appetite at all. But he never thought that his inability to eat good food was not the reason he thought it was not at all, but that his status could not be reached, and now that he had taken the Four Princes, there were such rich recipes on the starship that he had ridden when he first arrived in Daming.

Sure enough, human society will never be able to eliminate "class division", poor little people, all evil upper class! Zhu Xiaodi slandered indignantly.

Zhu Di read the menu for a third of the way, the door of the box opened inward, and an unexpected person from Zhu Biao walked in steadily.

"Excuse me." Bai Chang, who was wearing a waiter's uniform, saluted Zhu Di in a standard posture, and said without squinting: "Distinguished guest, please allow me to serve you." ”