Chapter 012: Western Restaurant (Medium)

Takeshita Mustard, who didn't want to be entangled and entangled in the issue of eating, immediately called the waitress to him and said, "The children ordered everything before." Serve her the amount of the children's meal! As for the two of us, let's arrange for your signature dishes and specialties. For each dish, it is served according to half a point. Finally, let's have a 2012 red wine from Bordeaux, France. ”

The waitress who had written down all the things he had ordered in a small book, took away all the recipes on the table before leaving, smiled and nodded professionally, and said, "Please later, I will send a message to the back kitchen to prepare for you." I wish you a pleasant and memorable night at our store. ”

Seeing Miyuki Kitagawa who had returned with what she wanted to eat, a sunny smile bloomed on her little face again. My previous unhappiness has completely turned the page. The little buttocks moved back, and she retreated, looking left and right, and her feet were rippling happily. While patiently waiting for the food to be served, the saliva secretion in his mouth also reflexively accelerated. This time, she didn't put her right index finger in her mouth and sucked it, and she seemed to realize that it was okay to be at home, but it was not appropriate to do it outside.

And after watching the waitress leave, Kitagawa Kako, immediately knew that this dinner for the three of them would not be cheap. It feels too extravagant, and she can't bear to let Takeshita Kusao pay the bill alone, and her face is entangled. I have never had such high consumption and enjoyment, and I am not pretending to be duplicitous at all: "You are really wasting money like this." To be honest, there is no need for this at all. Otherwise......"

Takeshita Mustard, who directly interrupted her and didn't let her continue, naturally understood what she meant by finally having to pay for half and half with herself: "It's just a meal, let's not continue to entangle, okay?" Otherwise, good music, good atmosphere, good mood...... But you're going to destroy it completely. Once the mood becomes bad, then eating something delicious in the mouth is like chewing wax. Rather than wasting it in disguise, let's stop thinking about it and relax and enjoy this wonderful evening. Besides, my relationship with your mother and daughter is not a one-shot deal. What's more, I've lived under the same roof with you for so long, and I can be regarded as half a family! Just invite your family to a meal, do you need to be so clear with me? ”

It's not a stubborn and unsympathetic Kitagawa Kako, seeing that he talked about everything, it's not good to say anything more? After all, what is ordered is no longer returnable. She knows how to be flexible, but she thinks about it for a long time. Even if you really don't want to go in your heart, you can add food to his meals in the future. So, when she thought of this, she felt relieved in her heart, and suddenly brightened, and a smile appeared on her face.

The waitress, who had gone and returned, came to the three of them with a small cart. She brought a red wine from Bordeaux, France, and opened the cork with a corkscrew in front of them. The waitress poured a little bit into the cup of Takeshita Kusabi was carried out according to the inherent work procedures.

He waited patiently for him to first pick up the red wine glass and shake it clockwise three times, then put it in front of his nose and smell it, and finally tasted the red wine in the glass, and then slowly poured all the red wine in the red wine bottle into the crystal bottle in front of the guests.

Holding the crystal bottle around the neck of her right hand, she poured one-third of the red wine into the wine glasses in front of the two guests. The well-trained waitress just gently placed the crystal bottle containing red wine on the square table, didn't say much, silently moved her body sideways, and pushed the cart with both hands to return the same way.

Takeshita Kusaoke, who raised the red wine glass in front of him, sent it out slightly at an angle towards Kako Kitagawa, who was sitting opposite. A clinking of glasses between the two immediately made a crisp "dang" sound. He slowly withdrew the red wine glass, brought it to his mouth, tilted his head slightly, and took a small sip.

Wrapped in his mouth for a while, he tasted the fruity aroma, he didn't eat ginseng fruit without a single Zhu Bajie, and swallowed the bamboo mustard directly from his belly, and after reading so many books, he was inevitably affected by them. It's not that he pretends to be X in front of Kako Kitagawa, but he naturally likes this romantic little mood from the bottom of his heart. Even if the two of them weren't dating, it couldn't stop him from liking this lifestyle. What's more, I'm still a writer. There is a certain element of sensuality in his body, so it is easier to fall into such a tone.

On the other hand, Kako Kitagawa, even if she has no higher education and became pregnant with Miyuki before graduating from high school, is also instinctively subconsciously yearning for such a comfortable life. As a woman and a beautiful woman, she is even more likely to be captured by a petty bourgeois tone or the romantic atmosphere enjoyed by the middle class.

"I'm going to drink it too." Seeing that the two of them were drinking quite happily, I thought that Kitagawa Miyuki, who would be very delicious, and her ice-carved face was illuminated by the soft lights in the western restaurant, making her more and more cute. Blinking her big beautiful eyes, she interjected in a pout.

Kako Kitagawa, who slowly dropped the red wine glass in her right hand on the table, couldn't help but laugh and said, "Want to drink?" Then you have to wait until you are an adult to drink it. You don't have to wait too long, it's just fifteen years. Not right now. If you drink it, I'll be taken away by the police uncle. At that time, there was no one to cook for Miyuki. Miyuki is going hungry. After a while, when the food is served, can your mother order you a glass of your favorite orange juice? ”

Kitagawa Miyuki, who was not rude and willful, nodded very obediently, and smiled sweetly: "Well, okay!" Then when I grow up, I'll slowly drink with you. ”

Takeshita Kusaoke, who had already moved the chair back to its original position, enjoyed the ease and happiness in front of her, and praised her without hesitation: "Miyuki, really well-behaved, really sensible." Immediately, she showed two rows of neat teeth on the top and bottom of the ground, and she smiled more and more sunnyly.