The service quality and speed of the hotel are very fast, and in less than half an hour, the two meals that Song Xiaoxiao called have been delivered.

After opening the door and signing for the receipt, Song Xiaoxiao put the two meals on the pear wood round table in the living room, and specially arranged the orientation and posture.

When eating, two people should be facing each other.

Song Xiaoxiao remembered the appearance of Chen Qiao'an eating, elegant as a gentleman, well, although Chen Qiaoan himself is a gentleman-like person.

Song Xiaoxiao still felt satisfied, being able to eat together with the two of them, she could watch Chen Qiaoan eat slowly, watching him hold the slender fingers of chopsticks when eating, the good-looking eyebrows and eyes when he lowered his head, the high nose bridge, the thin lips, and the whole face Although it was cold, it was as carved as a work of art.

Song Xiaoxiao knocked on the door and called Chen Qiaoan out, the two of them sat at the round table, Chen Qiaoan did not speak, the whole person quietly picked up the chopsticks and began to eat elegantly, Chen Qiaoan always has the ability to suppress the atmosphere of the entire room to a very low temperature.

Song Xiaoxiao had the heart to speak, but found that the atmosphere was a little unsuitable, let's eat some food first, and it must be no problem to open up in the middle.

The two of them, facing each other, sat on the chair, facing the food on the round table in the middle, and began to feast, in fact, this action is only suitable for Song Xiaoxiao, Chen Qiaoan is completely a gentleman, even if he is extremely hungry, Chen Qiaoan is an elegant table etiquette when eating.

As a foodie, Song Xiaoxiao completely disregards everything else when it comes to eating.

Chicken stewed with mushrooms, brine goose wings, matsutake pigeon eggs, crab roe skin, seasonal fresh fruit plate.

Song Xiaoxiao ate a few chopsticks for all the dishes, and when she looked up at Chen Qiaoan, she found that Chen Qiaoan had basically not eaten a few bites.

"President, isn't the dish to your liking?" Song Xiaoxiao asked cautiously, remembering his eating appearance and speed just now, he was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay." Chen Qiaoan actually saw Song Xiaoxiao's eating appearance, and seeing that she ate so deliciously, she couldn't help but wonder if this dish was really that delicious, and she couldn't bear to brush off her kindness.

"Then why have you only eaten a few bites, and it feels like you have no appetite at all. President, is there anything to worry about, I'm the best tree hole, absolutely confidential! Song Xiaoxiao thought about it.

"It's okay, you can continue to eat, don't waste this delicious dish." Chen Qiaoan rarely teased Song Xiaoxiao.

"The president should eat too, eat more to be more handsome, otherwise I will have to help you order supper when you are hungry at night." Song Xiaoxiao complained a little while being caring.

"You feed me, and I'll eat." Chen Qiaoan didn't feel the slightest embarrassment when he said this, but calmly seemed like Song Xiaoxiao should have fed him, and it was Song Xiaoxiao's dereliction of responsibility not to feed him.

This made Song Xiaoxiao embarrassed. Song Xiaoxiao couldn't help but complain in her heart, what is the matter, it is obvious that Chen Qiaoan herself does not follow the rules, why does it make her feel embarrassed, if she really hasn't cultivated to her home, how can she be hit easily.

Song Xiaoxiao didn't speak, and directly took the small plate in front of Chen Qiaoan, used his own chopsticks, sandwiched two chopsticks into each dish, stuffed the plate to the brim, and then put the small plate in front of Chen Qiaoan.

"President, it's all right, these are the delicacies I feed you, complete the task perfectly, don't leave it behind, your little assistant will be sad." Song Xiaoxiao also made a grimace at Chen Qiaoan.

Joan Chen: "......"