Mu Danchen tried his best to suppress the joy that was constantly churning and surging in his heart, and the smile on his face was so bright that it seemed to glow.

He wants to relive the dream of uninhibited youth with her.

He also has to work hard to build a bridge between them.

Thinking about it, he can't hide the spring breeze on his face.

Lowering his eyelashes, he also hid the joy at the bottom of his eyes, he lowered his head and drank the fragrant tea elegantly, but the smile on the corner of his lips, how to look at it, how to look like a cunning fox.

The elegant bamboo door was knocked again, and then gently pushed open, and it was the pretty Xiaoxin who walked in, followed by a handsome boy who was a head taller than her, and the boy pushed a dining cart with several plates of covered dishes, which should have been the rice and three dishes and one soup they had just ordered.

The handsome boy smiled at Mu Danchen, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and then he smiled and nodded to Luo Yi in greeting.

"Brother Mu, Miss Luo, your dishes are here."

While speaking, Xiaoxin had already neatly put the food in the car on the table, and she could still make tacit eye contact with the beautiful boy between the actions of picking up the food back and forth.

"Look, isn't it beautiful?"

Xiao Xin's big eyes blinked, and her eyebrows raised, as if she was proudly announcing to him that what she said was the truth, and there was no added fuel to it.

"Well, it's beautiful."

The boy twitched his handsome eyebrows twice, agreeing with her.

However, in the bottom of my heart, you are the most beautiful.

He said in his heart what he wanted to say to her.

The two eyebrows flickered, all the meals were put on the table, and Xiaoxin helped add two bowls of rice and two bowls of soup.

Then, they all blessed Mu Danchen and Luo Yi, and said with a smile:

"The dishes are all ready, please use them slowly."

The two walked out of the private room and gently closed the door, Xiaoxin couldn't wait to ask in a low voice:

"Fang Hua, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

She raised her white and tender little face, and her eyebrows danced in oblivion.

Just because, just now, Fang Hua didn't believe what she said, thinking that she was lying to him.

Now, facts speak louder than words.

"Hmm"

Fang Hua rubbed his chin, as if he was thinking.

His actions like this annoyed the little pepper beside him.

"Don't you think she's pretty?"

She spoke in a somewhat anxious and irritated tone.

Fang Hua shook his head slightly, approached her, and quickly kissed her pink lips before whispering in her ear:

"Not as pretty as you."

Boom, Xiao Xin's face was as red as if she had just been covered with a seductive crimson, as gorgeous as a peach blossom blooming in March.

"You, you flamboy!"

The words that came out of her pink lips became choppy and stammered.

Ha, the little girl is so cute.

With his arm stretched, he pulled her into the rest room.

Covering the bamboo door, Fang Hua locked her to the beige wall, then overbearingly propped his hands beside her, and lowered his head to a hot and lingering wall knock.

"Hmm... Hmm..."

Xiao Xin first pushed his hot chest, trying to push him away, but he tried to ask for it sweetly, so that she quickly lost her armor and indulged in it.

For a while, even the air seemed to be stained with sweet honey, which was so sweet that it was intoxicating.

In the private room separated by a wall, the fragrance of delicacies wafted out, and Mu Danchen put the bowl of fragrant black chicken and chestnut soup in front of Luo Yi:

"Come, try this bowl of black chicken soup first."

"Thank you."

Luo Yi picked up the small spoon, and a mellow and rich fragrance came to his nose, and the spoon contained wheat golden chicken soup, which was wafting with wisps of heat.

She slightly picked up the moist and tender lips, blew the steaming chicken soup, put it to her lips and took a sip, an indescribable fragrance, and the thick fragrance of chestnuts, rippling between her lips and teeth, sliding into her throat, with a long aftertaste, instantly capturing the taste buds of the tip of her tongue and the senses of the whole body.

It smells so good!

She half-narrowed her watery eyes with satisfaction, savored the rich fragrance in her mouth, and her delicate and beautiful little face also showed a quiet smile.

Mu Danchen, who was paying attention to her smile, took her so satisfied and cute appearance into his eyes.

It turns out that Roy loves food.

That's a real twist.

The corners of his lips hooked, and he asked softly:

"How? Delicious, right? ”

"Well, it's really good, rich and mellow, with an endless aftertaste."

"You love food?"

Luo Yi put down the spoon, the indifference and coldness on her face had been replaced by a soft warmth, and the remaining two points of chill were already in jeopardy, leaving only a faint haze.

"Perhaps, when I'm in a good mood and when I'm in a bad mood, I want to enjoy the happiness of a good meal."

Her face was filled with a smile that made people unable to take their eyes off:

"I think food is the most soothing thing for people's souls, so food must not be disappointed."

Holding the porcelain-white soup bowl, her blue eyes were as bright as a pool of clear water:

"Brother Mu, I wish our performance a success."

"Okay, I wish us a successful show."

Mu Danchen also picked up the soup bowl and replaced the wine with soup.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time picked up the small spoon in the bowl and drank the evocative chicken soup.

"Roy, try this."

Mu Danchen used sanitary chopsticks to sandwich the soft shredded purple eggplant meat into her bowl.

"Don't look at it as an ordinary home-cooked dish, it's never easy to make it simple, but it's hard to give up the deliciousness."

Luo Yi nodded slightly, picked up a piece of dark purple soft eggplant, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

In fact, she likes to eat purple eggplant, especially the soft one.

Most people use purple eggplant to cook, and they have to put more oil to stir-fry or fry, and then put it into a simple clay pot and simmer until soft.

But this kind of too greasy approach, Luo Yi doesn't like it at all.

The pot in front of me is really rare to see only a little oiliness, and then look at the pale pink shredded meat, hiding its head and tail in the dark purple sea, mixed with a tempting light brown color, which makes people appetite.

Well, it's really delicious.

The taste is not salty or light, and in the soft purple eggplant that seems to melt in the mouth, there is a hint of delicious meat aroma, which makes people feel relished.

As soon as he saw her slightly narrowed eyes, Mu Danchen knew that she liked this dish.

Sure enough, the first golden rule of capturing the heart of the heart is absolutely not wrong.

"Brother Mu, don't patronize me with vegetables, you can eat too."

Luo Yi swallowed the purple eggplant in his mouth and looked at Mu Danchen's rice that was still piled up with Xiaoshan Bao.

"Okay, okay, let's eat together."

Picking up the porcelain white rice bowl, he took a bite of the crystal rice, and in the deep and distant eyes, there was a surging trace of tenderness.

A kind of warmth gradually spreads in this elegant little world, like a spring breeze, gently blowing through the hearts of the two.

23