Chapter 62: What Xia Yixuan likes
"Nothing," Xia Ruoxin just clenched his hand, just wanting to thank you, the flower was very beautiful, she looked at the fingers of the two people clasped together, and closed her eyes slightly, enough, really enough, so that she was already satisfied.
A slap in the face, another candy for her, and he was all she couldn't refuse.
Call her stupid, then stupid, she hasn't been smart since she was a child anyway.
"It's good if you like it," Chu Lu turned his head and put his finger on her face, and she got closer, like a pool of water waves, there was no regret in his eyes.
She loved him, really did.
Stupid woman, Suddenly, he felt his heart shake like this, but it was only a few seconds.
"Let's go," put down his hand, he pulled Xia Ruoxin and sat in the car, and the place they went to was a high-end restaurant that Chu Lu often went to, he had taken many women there, naturally, and Xia Yixuan, but now it was her.
The car stopped, and Chu Lu walked in with her, and the clothing students here directly took them to the position that Chu Lu had reserved all year round, leaning against the window, passing from the inside, everything could be seen very clearly, but outside, but the inside could not be seen.
"What do you want to eat, order it yourself," Chu Lu slid the recipe made in his hand down the table, just in front of Xia Ruoxin, Xia Ruoxin opened it, and every dish in it was called very good, and the price was also extremely expensive.
Xia Ruoxin flipped through for a long time, but she closed the recipe in her hand, and just stared at the man with her legs folded elegantly with her eyes open.
"What, it's not to your taste?" Chu Lu raised his eyebrows, put his hand on his lap, and then half-narrowed his somewhat cold black eyes, and the soft light fell, which seemed to soften the cold and hard lines of his facial features.
"No," Xia Ruoxin shook her head, but she didn't know what to say, "I haven't eaten these, and I don't know what I ordered?" There was a faint hurt in her smile, these places were just suitable for Xia Yixuan to come, and she had never been here.
Chu Lu reached out and took the recipe. Hooked his finger at the waiter next to him, and the costumer stood in front of them knowingly.
Chu Lu ordered a few dishes casually, this is orthodox French food, and he likes it very much.
The whole restaurant has the very soft sound of the piano, the revolving glass stage, the soft crystal chandelier, and a young woman playing the piano below, as if you can see the black and white strings flying between her fingers, scattered dreamy notes.
Xia Ruoxin looked left and right, at first she was a little overwhelmed, but after a long time, she seemed to have gotten used to it, I don't know if it was because the man was by her side.
As long as he sat there, or looked at the watch on his bowl, or closed his eyes to recuperate, or even occasionally looked at her with a deep and profound look, it all calmed her heart bit by bit.
When all the dishes came up, Xia Ruoxin was a little distracted by the dishes on the table, suddenly, his heart was stabbed hard, he still has such a habit, these dishes are Xia Yixuan's favorite food, and it is also what her mother often asks people to make for her, every year on Xia Yixuan's birthday, the Xia family can see these dishes, but Xia Yixuan likes it, Xia Ruoxin may not, she likes to eat light, but she must cater to the taste of Yixuan.
It used to be, and it is difficult to do now.