His heart only cared about the exposed skin in the cheongsam, as if he had forgotten what Sima Ziyan had said to him.

Even the place to eat was chosen by Sima Ziyan, and the car slowly drove in front of a private restaurant.

Under the slightly ancient decoration, next to the welcome door, there are two beautiful women in cheongsam, smiling and inviting the two to enter.

The unique decoration and chic service attitude attract a large number of tourists to stop here and try the famous private dishes.

When the waiter led Lin Sen and Sima Ziyan to a private room, they said hello and left.

It seems that her duty is to lead the guests, and there are special ordering personnel in the back.

A square table is placed in the center of the box, and some calligraphy and paintings are hung on the wall, which are used in conjunction with the food of the health regimen.

One of the reasons why Sima Ziyan chose to be here is to be quiet, the second reason is that she has no better choice than here, and the third reason is very simple.

The private restaurant is not only cheap, but also has a very beautiful environment, and compared with the high-end dishes cooked in the pot oil in some big hotels, you can eat it here.

At this time, the waiter politely knocked on the door, and only after getting the customer's consent did she open the door and walk in.

Dressed in a cheongsam, she looked quite unified here, holding a recipe in her hand, and a sweet smile suddenly bloomed on her face.

"Hello sir, miss, this is a recipe, you can order whatever you want."

The waiter handed over the recipe, and Lin Sen took it and handed it to Sima Ziyan.

"I don't pick up mouths, come on!" Lin Sen said with a smile, he really didn't care what he ate, because he had tasted the dishes made by his wife, which led Lin Sen to believe in the truth of the chef in the world.

"Don't let me eat alone after ordering," Sima Ziyan reminded in advance, "Let's have a stir-fried peas, boiled potato strips, a platter of green vegetables and a bowl of Eight Immortals Soup." ”

It's a good thing for women to keep in shape, but all vegetarian dishes, not even meat dishes, are not conducive to nutrient absorption!

Suddenly, Sima Ziyan seemed to think of someone who had paid so much protein in the morning, and then added: "Do you want to give you a sheep harrier supplement?" ”

Seeing Sima Ziyan staring at him with untender eyes, Lin Sen said seriously: "It should be made up." ”

"Is there a hairy crab mixed with cucumber?"

"Nope!"

"Where's fried squid with pork belly?"

"Neither!"

The waiter looked at Lin Sen with a stiff smile, thinking that you are not holding the recipe, and you don't know if you have it.

However, because the customer is God's purpose, she is still kind and patiently answers Lin Sen's questions.

"Don't tell me about the clams stewed with pepper in the sky?" Lin Sen put down the recipe and asked with some disappointment.

"This is really not," the waiter's smile only opened her mouth, and she glared at Lin Sen complainingly, she wanted to say boss, can you stop playing me, I'm just a working girl.

"That's it!" Lin Sen waved his hand and peeked at Sima Ziyan, only to find that she was holding her stomach and laughing.

The waiter got Lin Sen's instructions and quickly left the box, and when she got outside, she breathed a sigh of relief, which really made Lin Sen's way of ordering panic.

"What are you laughing at?" Lin Sen asked confusedly, ordering a dish can make her so happy, she knew where to buy tweed, and she could just take her to the vegetable market for a walk.

"I'm happy, can you take care of it!" Sima Ziyan smiled, leaned forward with her delicate body, and asked curiously, "Alas, have you been to a restaurant before?" ”

"No," Lin Sen nodded honestly, and then learned to pestle the table like Sima Ziyan, he found that he almost missed a beautiful view, and asked absentmindedly, "What does this have to do with ordering?" ”

"Look at you, you don't look like a person who has eaten foreign food," Sima Ziyan didn't care that someone was being watched unscrupulously somewhere, moved her lower body, and continued to ask: "What is the stewed clam with Chaotian pepper?" ”

"Clams are a good thing," Lin Sen squinted downwards and said, "Women eat to tonify yin, and men eat to replenish qi, which is suitable for taking a bite later." ”

"It doesn't seem to be emphasized in the medical books about the role of clams," Sima Ziyan grabbed her hair in the middle part, as if thinking about the knowledge in the course.

"It's all written in the medical books, can I still be a miracle doctor!" Lin Sen's face did not change, he stared at the cheongsam that was almost up to the thigh, and asked casually: "Have you ever seen a clam foaming at the mouth?" ”

"It's disgusting, how can you still foam at the mouth?" Sima Ziyan suddenly listened carefully to Lin Sen's explanation like a child studying for school.

"Clams grow very secretively, ordinary people can't see them, when they are excited, they will exud white liquid, and when they encounter strange creatures, they will immediately shrink." After Lin Sen finished speaking in one breath, he couldn't help but swallow and spit at the mouth.

"Where does this creature grow?" Sima Ziyan asked with a tight eyebrow.

Everyone has curiosity, and Lin Sen's explanation has aroused her curiosity.

"Down there," Lin Sen touched his chin, his eyes as if searching.

"Below?" Sima Ziyan was nervous, and her legs opened and merged uncontrollably to see where it was.

Such a disgusting thing, if it falls on me, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep for several days.

"It's not a caterpillar, don't be afraid." Lin Sen grinned, withdrew his narrowed eyes, and tasted the herbal tea on the table, "The dish is here." ”

Sima Ziyan rolled her eyes angrily and made a false alarm for a long time, but Sima Ziyan was still struggling with the problem of clams.

At this time, three dishes and one soup were served to the table by two waiters, and the standard farmhouse flavor was rapeseed oil, and the cooked vegetarian dishes were smelled by Lin Sen across the door.

Food, beauty, how to lack wine.

Although Lin Sen was a first-time visitor and didn't order wine, the smart boss was very good at marketing and sent a small pot of wine for first-time customers to taste.

It's a pity that Lin Sen doesn't like to drink, and the boss's kindness seems to be empty of a bamboo basket, but at this time, the waitress's hand reached for the cork, and a trace of bad omen drilled into Lin Sen's mind.

Lin Sen suddenly remembered one thing, Sima Ziyan couldn't drink, let alone smell the smell of wine, remembering the last night, Lin Sen still remembers her drunken appearance.

"It's horrible......"

Lin Sen hurriedly grabbed the waitress's hand, got up, and took the small wine jug and sent it to the door together.

The waitress didn't even react, but the person was already standing outside the door, making her confused, and she was stunned for a while before leaving.

"Hooligan again!" Sima Ziyan sighed, obviously, she didn't pay attention to the bottle of wine.

"Do I look?" Lin Sen wondered how he was always pinched as a spokesperson for hooligans in the eyes of Sima Ziyan and his dignified appearance.