All three of them were dressed very beautifully. Needless to say, Ming Baishang combines nobleness and handsomeness. Xiao Chechen is a cute and decent gentleman. Su and Mo are wearing a white skirt, which sets off their pink and white skin.
Such a trio even naturally attracted countless gazes.
Ming Boshang felt uncomfortable all over his body.
The table here is not dedicated, there are oil stains; the bowls and chopsticks here are not dedicated, and may not be disinfected; the kitchen here is not European, and you can still see the leaves scattered on the ground; the menu here is not gilded, there are also
The fingerprints are on top; the waiters here have not received special training and can't remember the menu when ordering, which is even more like the automatic ordering machine.
"...Spicy pheasant, shredded pork, shredded pork, shredded pork, water chestnut, Yipin pot, vegetarian spring never grows old, braised lotus seeds..." Ming Baishang frowned and recited a string of dishes according to the greasy menu.
The waiter is new, looking at Ming Baishang's stinky face, he said tremblingly.
"Yes... I'm sorry, can you say it again, sir?" the younger brother asked, pushing his glasses on his nose.
"Spicy pheasant, shredded pork, shredded pork, water chestnut, a pot of vegetarian pheasant, stewed lotus seeds."
"Sorry, sir, can you slow down? I...I didn't remember."
Ming Baishang's face became more and more terrifying, and his younger brother's face became more and more afraid.
"Spicy pheasant, shredded pork, shredded pork, water chestnut, a pot of vegetarian pheasant, stewed lotus seeds."
"...Sir, wait a moment, what is behind the shredded white pork? Are you talking about first-hand pot or water chestnuts? I forgot the order." o(╯□╰)o, Su, Mo and Su Che both began to flow
Sweat, this little guy, when writing menus, you don’t have to follow the order you said, just write them all, right?
"..." Bang, Ming Baishang threw the menu on the table. Seeing this, Su Yumo quickly took the menu in his younger brother's hand and said, "I'll write it."
If he doesn't take action, Ming Baishang probably will break the little brother's neck. He usually wants to eat something and the servants at home will prepare it for him. However, a menu like this has to be repeated several times.
He brushed a few strokes, wrote a few names of dishes, and handed them to his younger brother, saying, "It's OK, hurry up and get it to the chef."
As if he was amnesty, my younger brother ran to the kitchen with a very grateful mood to Su and Mo. He hurried to the kitchen with the menu. The appearance of this gentleman is really scary.
"Su Yumo, is it good to do this?" Ming Baishang glared at the fat man behind him who had been touching his chair with a chair and said.
"Young Master Ming, you don't have to eat delicacies. Although it's a little squeezed here, the dishes taste good. Besides, this is what I want."
"Bang..." The guy behind him who kept moving the chair tried his best, and the chair slid back. Ming Baishang was suddenly squeezed to a little space, and the water cup in his hand spilled out of water.
"You!" Damn it, when did Ming Baishang be squeezed past like this? He was simply looking for death.
"Please, endure it, endure it." Su Yumo knew that he was really angry because the fat man occupied almost three-quarters of the space, and Ming Baishang's abdomen was close to the edge of the table.
She quickly reached out and pressed Ming Baishang's fist on the table, and asked him softly not to lose his temper.
When the tender and boneless hands unconsciously held his hand that was about to punch, Ming Baishang's heartbeat suddenly became so fast. Her hands were tender and smooth, and they were pressed against his fist.
It felt so comfortable, his anger disappeared halfway.
He held Su and Mo's hands in his broad palm with his backhand and said, "Okay, I'll bear it."
Su Yumo was stunned for a moment, and quickly pulled his hand out of his big palm, blushed and said, "The food is here, you can eat it. Completely, eat..."
Finally, after the meal was over, we were at peace, and Su and Mo sighed.
"You two are waiting here, I'll go pick up the car." After walking out of the small restaurant, Ming Boshang asked Su, Mo and Suche to stand under the shade of the tree.
Time is approaching the end of autumn, but the sun is still hot, and Su and Mo hold Suche's hand.
"It hurts a lot." Suche suddenly spoke.
"Hmm?" Su and Mo were puzzled.
"You're not on a business trip, you're hospitalized." Sucher said, looking up at his mother.
"Thorough..."
"Dad came to the house just now and lost his temper. Didn't he say he was leaking?"
"Ah..." Su Yumo suddenly remembered that when Ming Baishang came to his house with anger, he asked her why he didn't wait for him to pick her up. It turned out that at that time, Chechen already knew that they had lied to him, but
He actually kept saying that he was just saying now. "Chechen, I'm sorry, Mommy didn't mean to lie. Mommy had something wrong and was afraid that you would worry, so please let Mommy and the others not tell you, but,
It's okay now, really, look at me, everything is fine."
"Mommy, please agree to me. I will tell me whatever happens in the future, okay? Because I love you." Suche had tears in his clear eyes. He knew that Mommy had lied to her and she had lived for half of the time.
Why did the hospital in the month of the year just "had something happened"? But she hoped that he would not worry, so he would pretend that he was not very worried.
When Su Yumo heard this, tears also arose in her eyes. She squatted down and hugged her son tightly in her arms. She felt guilty but also felt so happy.
My son must be an angel sent to her by God.
"Okay, Daddy is here, let's not let him see us crying."
Su Che wiped away his tears and said.
"Okay, Chechen, what do you want to do next?" Ming Baishang asked in the car. He didn't know the warm and touching conversation between the mother and son just now.
"Ask Su and Mo, let her decide that we should respect women."
"Why... watch a movie. I missed your appointment last time and I'll make up for it today if I have time."
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At the red light, Ming Baishang's convertible sports car parked outside the zebra crossing.
On the other side of the road, in the black sedan, a cold man shook his cold eyes and looked at the three people in the convertible sports car over there, but the white ribbon floated up as if it were there.
"Your Highness, it's time to leave..." Yue Ze said from the side.
"Yes." Quan Youchen withdrew his gaze and continued to look through the documents in his hand expressionlessly, but Yue Ze saw the pain that had passed away in his cold eyes flashed in his instant.
"Your Highness, Miss Su doesn't seem to know that you were the one who saved her that day." Bella couldn't help but say from the side.
Autumn is really coming to an end. Although the sun is still dazzling, the leaves have begun to wither and yellow.
"I saved her, not to let her know."
After a while, a cool, low voice came from the air.