"This is my territory, he doesn't need to look for it."
A sudden voice sounded outside the door, and a man wearing a white shirt walked in from the outside. He had thick eyebrows and a handsome face, as if there was really a man who had traveled from ancient times.
"When did you come back?"
Junyun stood up, walked up to the young man, reached out and patted his shoulder.
"Didn't I know you were coming? I had to rush back from Singapore no matter what." The man said jokingly, looking at Man Ningning sitting on the bridge, "Why didn't you introduce me? Are you afraid that I will steal you?
The person cannot succeed.”
"That depends on whether you have the courage." Jun Yun smiled and shook his head, looked at Man Ningning, and patted the man's shoulder with his left hand, "She is my girlfriend and future wife-to-be, Man Ningning.
"
"Yeah, it's a good name."
The man nodded and introduced himself with a smile: "Hello, Junyun's future wife. My name is Ma Yu, you can call me Xiaoma. I won't suggest it."
Man Ningning nodded politely and smiled slightly.
"Since we're here, let's eat together."
Junyun raised his eyebrows and made a "please" gesture.
"Then you're welcome."
Ma Yu made a gesture of cupping his hands and walked towards the bridge.
The smoke at this moment has made the surroundings even more blurry, but you can clearly see the exquisite food placed on the table.
"These are the signature dishes of our store, Ning Ning must try them." Ma Yu reached out to pick up the dishes and was about to put them into Man Ning Ning's bowl, but Jun Yun slapped his hand away, "
Don't be too much of a master. She is my girlfriend. When will I need you to pick up food?"
There was laughter in his voice.
Ma Yu put down his chopsticks, touched the back of his hand, and stared at Jun Yun: "Look at you, how hard you hit me, it actually made me red and swollen."
Junyun glanced at it and was about to say something.
I saw Ma Yu looking at Man Ningning with a smile and said: "Ningning, look at your future husband. He is really... too fierce. But don't worry, if he dares to use violence, you have to
Remember to tell me as soon as possible. I will help you deal with it."
"Hey, hey, when will you be able to say something serious?"
Jun Yun bumped Ma Yu's arm and looked at Man Ningning: "He's always like this. He loves to talk nonsense. We usually like to call him Bage."
"Myna?"
Man Ningning asked back, bursting into laughter.
Inexplicably, I thought of a certain kind of bird, and it turned out to be somewhat similar.
"Don't think too much, my myna is not that myna." Ma Yu explained, picking up the exquisite wine glass on the table, "It's rare for us to have dinner together today. Come on, let me give you a drink."
"You're welcome."
Man Ningning said politely, raised the cup in front of her and subconsciously touched it with them.
Wine, not spicy.
It even has a hint of sweetness mixed in, which is very delicious.
Especially the residual fragrance that permeates the mouth.
"How is it? Doesn't it taste good?" Ma Yu asked proudly, but smiled secretly and said softly, "This wine is called three cups of wine. It is sweet in the mouth and delicious. However, the drunkenness of this wine is ordinary.
It’s all unacceptable.”
Three cups poured?
Man Ningning was recalling that sentence, but her mind was already feeling confused and heavy, as if the smoke in front of her eyes was so unreal and so far away. She felt that if she reached out and grabbed it, it would slip away quietly between her fingers.
Even though it’s three cups.
However, she felt like she was being poured out of a cup.
The moment he closed his eyes, he saw Junyun's beautiful face, looking at him anxiously.
Jun Yun stared at the woman in his arms. Her fair face was already flushed and beautiful, and her lips were stained with sparkling water drops. She was so tempting, and it looked like freshly picked lychees. She couldn't help but
Makes you want to kiss.
"Jun Yun, you should train her."
Ma Yu looked at Man Ningning sleeping and sighed helplessly.
Junyun glanced sideways, his eyes flickered, and he smiled faintly, "Looking at the good things you have done, my woman doesn't need a good drinker."
"Aren't I helping you? Didn't you say that you and her have never been together..." He hesitated to say the next words, but he smiled so obscenely, as if he had done something special and remarkable.
"You don't understand love. If you don't know, don't say anything."
Junyun glanced at him, his thin lips curved slightly.
"Hey, he is really a good man. Believe it or not, I can find my love in two months. I will definitely..."
"Stop talking nonsense, you'd better take me to your room as soon as possible." Jun Yun picked up the woman in his arms. He couldn't imagine how this good friend who had been together for more than ten years could survive to this day.
The room is antique, and all the furniture is made of fine mahogany. There is an exquisite large bed on the left side, and the red sandman swayed with red fire as the door opened.
After Jun Yun carried Man Ningning into the room, he carefully placed her on the bed, placed the pillows at the most comfortable angle, and covered her with a quilt.
Ma Yu stood behind, looking at Jun Yun's careful look, and couldn't help but shook his head: "If I were a woman, maybe I would be jealous to death. Fortunately, I am not a woman...I...
..."
"I know you are a man. Can you be quiet?"
Jun Yun came over and looked at Ma Yu: "I understand very well what you want to say. By the way, how are things going in Singapore now?"
"Still in progress."
Ma Yu glanced sideways at the woman sleeping on the bed, and said teasingly: "I think you should have some rest, I'm going out first."
The moment the door closed, Ma Yu looked at the people approaching and raised his charming signature smile, "Mr. Yang, what brought you here?"
A young man walking in the front had a charming face. His blue eyes fell on Ma Yu and he smiled faintly: "Master Ma, when will you learn how to behave like the ancients and wear clothes like this?"
?”
Ma Yu subconsciously looked down at his own attire and flicked his robe, "Is it possible that with this elegance, especially when it comes to the classical style that I created, as a master, I should wear ancient clothes to look more classical, right?
"
"However, this outfit looks okay."
Young Master Yang looked at it and his lips curved slightly.
"By the way, Mr. Yang is here because he has a date with a beautiful lady?"
Classical style is not only a place for dining, but also a room. Originally, this place was only for people who love literature. However, it gradually turned into a place for lovers to date and a place for lovers to open rooms.