A square table is full of all kinds of dishes: sweet and sour tenderloin, sweet and sour short ribs, squirrel fish, this kind of sweet, there are also spicy chicken, chopped pepper fish head, boiled pork slices, which are not spicy or happy, and even hairy crabs, bread crispy shrimp, this dazzling array of seafood, people who watch the index finger moves.

"Young masters and young ladies, your dishes are ready." The chef, an old man with a white beard and white hair, smiled and made a British gentleman's etiquette to the crowd that was extremely inconsistent with the dishes in front of him.

"It's not me who said, it's really okay, Kim Nam-hoon, you actually asked a three-Michelin-starred chef to make you such a table......" Lin Xia struggled with the wording.

"Hmm....... 'Tiannan, Haibei' and 'colorful' dishes?" Lin Xia found that he had stayed abroad all the year round, and his level of Mandarin had plummeted, and there were really no appropriate words to use.

The so-called book is less hated when it is used, which is probably what it means?

Kim Nam-hoon leaned on the leather sofa behind him casually without disapproval, and just gestured in the opposite direction with his eyes.

Lin Xia looked at him in wonder, but saw Luo Xichen staring straight at a table of dishes, and kept swallowing saliva.

Lin Xia held his forehead speechlessly, okay, obviously a pampered eldest lady, who others don't know, think that you haven't eaten good food and good food for a long time.

In fact, Luo Xichen can't be blamed for this, as the saying goes, people who are used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas will feel that the steamed buns in the hands of beggars look more fragrant.

For Luo Xichen, he has to eat scientifically and nutritionally on weekdays, and these things that are too sweet, too spicy and high in fat and cholesterol are naturally not something that can be eaten at any time if he wants to.

"Can we go?" Luo Xichen finally took his eyes off the front of this table full of dishes, and looked at the other side with blank eyes, like a cute and confused little beast.

"Don't wait, let's eat first." Kim Nam-hoon smiled and lowered his folded legs and sat down at the dinner table.

didn't have time to speak, Luo Xichen hurriedly picked up his chopsticks and looked at the dishes on the table and was eager to try, but he didn't know where to start for a while.

When he was about to pick up his chopsticks and take away the sweet and sour short ribs on the far left on the table, he grabbed the front of his chopsticks and snatched the most colorful and delicious looking pork ribs.

“....... Delicious! It's all to blame for that dead wood driving so slowly, it's almost starving to death, master. Lu Zi'an rushed in directly from outside the door at some point, and regardless of everyone's eyes, he sat down next to Luo Xichen, snatched the dishes and chopsticks in her hand and ate them.

Nangong Min, who was walking into the door, heard the familiar complaint from the front, and the foot that had just entered the door paused in the air, and when he landed again, his pace was obviously quickened a lot, and his body was filled with a terrifying aura that no one should approach.

Sitting in place and waiting for Luo Xichen to look at his empty hands, he was stunned, and he didn't react to what was happening for a long time.

"Lu Zi'an, you starve to death and reincarnate as a ghost!!" Lin Xia was the first to react, and a roar caused the table to shake.

Kim Nam-hoon looked at the uninvited guy opposite, and his face slowly became gloomy.

"I don't remember inviting you." Jin Nanxun looked at Luo Xichen, who was still stunned, and looked at the dishes and chopsticks in Lu Zi'an's hand again, his face became more and more gloomy.

"I don't remember to call me when it's such a good thing to eat, you guys are not kind." Lu Zi'an didn't seem to feel the terrifying aura of oppression in front of and behind him at all, and only kept stuffing things into his mouth by himself.

"Whoever told you to follow me, get out of the way!" Nangong Min took three steps and made two steps, and finally walked in front of everyone, and raised a foot to kick Lu Zi'an's body.

However, before the foot fell on Lu Zi'an's body, Lu Zi'an fell in the direction of Luo Xichen and leaned directly on her body, Nangong Min was stunned to retract his strength in the air, he knew very well that if he really kicked it, he was afraid that it would implicate Luo Xichen, looking at Lu Zi'an, who was not afraid of boiling water like a dead pig like a dog skin plaster, the fist on his side was about to crush.

"Get out of the way." Nangong Min gritted his teeth and sat on the vacant seat next to Kim Nam-hoon, but when he heard the other party's cold voice, he was stunned, and then he realized that the object was not him.

Lu Zi'an just wanted to reply to him about your, but the next second, he seemed to think of something, and sat up obediently like a deflated ball.

was about to pick up the dishes and chopsticks again, but found Luo Xichen looking at him angrily...... Dishes and chopsticks in your hand.

I don't know why, he has always been not afraid of the sky and the earth, and he is not afraid of the king of Hades, but he suddenly felt a cool air penetrating through his body.

"Lu Zi'an ........"

"Huh?"

"You ......"

"Give ......"

"I ......"

"Get out of !!"

So, on a sunny afternoon, in front of the gate of a five-star hotel, several big men, at a speed like a gust of wind, threw a yellow-haired teenager who kept shouting and screaming......