Chapter 117: Give Her a Porridge
"Miss Luo, it's here!"
Forty minutes later, the car stopped.
Wei Ran helped her open the car door, she got out of the car, and her hand naturally stroked her stomach.
"Miss Luo, is there anything wrong with your body?"
She shook her head and took a deep breath.
Then Jin Zeming's tall and slender figure appeared in his sight, and he walked gracefully, coming down the steps of the European-style house.
"Coming?" A charming smile appeared on his handsome face.
"Hmm!" Luo Xingchen didn't look at him again, but looked around, looking at the beautiful Mingxi Villa in front of him.
"Let's go, I'll show you something." Jin Zeming reached out and took her.
She subconsciously withdrew her hand and said, "I'm hungry and want to eat." ”
Jin Zeming originally wanted to take her to see the alpacas and make her happy. As a result, she said that she wanted to eat, which was somewhat disappointing.
He lowered his face, turned back to Wei Ran and ordered, "Tell the kitchen, start eating." ”
After speaking, he didn't look at Luo Xingchen, turned around and walked towards the house.
Luo Xingchen made a wrinkled nose at his indifferent back, and followed with a straight face.
This villa, called a mountain villa, is very large.
All the decoration and furnishings continue Jin Sanshao's extravagant style to the extreme.
Crystal chandeliers are dazzling and luxurious overhead, expensive handmade Persian carpets are underneath your feet, the furniture is baroque, and the paintings on the walls are priceless.
Truth be told, it's not supposed to be a mountain village, it's like a medieval royal castle.
Luo Xingchen followed behind Jin Zeming, his eyes attracted by some exquisite ornaments from time to time.
When she arrived at the restaurant, she couldn't help but gasp.
It's huge!
The dining room is two stories high, and beneath the giant crystal chandelier is a dining table nearly ten meters long.
It is covered with a delicately embroidered tablecloth, fragrant flowers and beautifully shaped candlesticks.
Do they want to be like the people in the movie, one sits at one end and eats at the other?
It's okay, so as not to lose your appetite for this hateful man.
The maid in a white apron stepped forward and led Luo Xingchen to sit down.
Sure enough, one person and one head.
As they sat down, a three-piece band two meters away from the table played melodious music to set the mood.
It's nice to have such an environment, which is undoubtedly a pleasant enjoyment.
Of course, if there is no other person on the other side.
Luo Xingchen looked at the other side, and the handsome face was hidden between the flower shadows and the candlestick.
"Hmmm! The ......," she looked at the maid standing beside her, "is there porridge?" I want to drink some porridge. ”
Her stomach is very upset, so she just wants to drink some white porridge at this time.
"Luo Xingchen, are you sick? Such a place, such an atmosphere, you drink porridge? Jin Zeming's tone was a little displeased.
Is this woman doing the right thing sincerely?
He ordered the kitchen to prepare French food.
"I want to drink porridge." Luo Xingchen didn't care about his dissatisfied tone, and slowly covered his stomach with his hand.
Jin Zeming tilted his head slightly, and his gaze shot straight at her with a sharp edge.
Because she was slightly bent over, he couldn't see her face, and only thought that her posture was quite weird.
"Give her a porridge!" He commanded indifferently.
Luo Xingchen was stunned, and ...... Is there really porridge?
After a while, a maid brought a bowl of porridge and put it in front of her.
"Miss Luo, please use it slowly." The maid was polite and had a professional smile on her face.