The same goes for everything on the table. Except for a few bowls of vegetarian dishes, they are all seafood.
Everything is tender love.
If it were normal, Wen Wen would definitely be very happy.
But now, she kept thinking about whether the shopkeeper would find out about the letter, and she had no appetite at all.
The soup was placed in front of me, and the table was full of favorite dishes. I was gentle but didn't move my chopsticks.
Dongfang Aoshi was chatting with Wuming. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of her not moving at all, and stopped to wave.
The subordinates came over immediately and asked, "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"
"Call the shopkeeper to come over and pour the things out." Dongfang Aoshi said, his voice cold and hard.
Wen Wenwen was stunned, not knowing what Dongfang Aoshi was going to do, "Why did the food fall down when it was so good?"
Such a good dish fell down without even moving.
Dongfang Aoshi is not afraid of wasting too much food and being struck by lightning?
Dongfang Aoshi snorted coldly, "What's the use of keeping something that doesn't arouse your appetite?"
Gentle suddenly understood——
This bastard did it on purpose!
Seeing that he didn't use his chopsticks, he knew that he cherished the food and deliberately let people knock things over in front of him.
Wen Wenwen was so angry that he was bleeding internally. She really wanted to throw a bowl of soup directly on his head.
Due to the fact that there were other people present and the principle of never wasting food, I gritted my teeth and endured it.
"Who said these foods can't arouse your appetite?" Wen Wen gave him a stern look, took a big gulp and drank it.
The chef's craftsmanship and gentleness in this restaurant are tried and tested.
Any dish can be cooked with the most wonderful taste——
The seafood soup is very fresh, but there is no fishy smell at all, it is perfect!
Wen Wen couldn't help it and drank half the bowl.
"Doesn't it taste good?" Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows, and his handsome outline looked even deeper under the light.
"When did I say it tastes bad? It's delicious." As if to prove something, Wen Wenwen took another bowl of soup and drank it.
Dongfang Aoshi ignored her, turned around, and continued chatting with Wuming.
Gentle's appetite has been aroused, so he just immersed himself in eating -
She couldn't get a word in anyway, and she didn't know what to do just sitting there, so she might as well satisfy her appetite.
As for that letter...
Wen Wen believes that the shopkeeper will definitely find it.
Suddenly, a peeled shrimp appeared in the bowl.
Gentle paused, looking at the shrimp for a long time——
Wuming was sitting across from him, and since he was a friend of Dongfang Aoshi, it was definitely impossible for him to peel the shrimps for him.
So, is it Dongfang Aoshi?
He raised his head gently and doubtfully
Dongfang Aoshi was chatting with Wuming without even looking over at him from the corner of his eye.
He tilted his head slightly, his face was very hard and expressionless, as hard as a stone, and it didn't look like he had peeled shrimps for himself.
Isn’t it Dongfang Aoshi?
But if not him, who else could it be?
Someone else?
impossible.
Not to mention that there is only one Dongfang Aoshi beside her.
Even if there were others, no one would dare——
Dongfang Aoshi's temper was such that if someone did something as intimate as peeling shrimps for her, she would have lost her temper.
How could he still be sitting here so calmly, talking to Wuming?
If he wasn't Dongfang Aoshi and there was no one else, could it be that it fell from the sky?
Wen Wen bit the shrimp and looked up at the roof with an incomprehensible expression.
"Seafood is very cold. Eating too much will not be good for your health. It is best for the princess to eat less." A nameless and magnetic voice rang out.
Wen Wen was about to retort——
She eats as much seafood as she likes. Being imprisoned in this life is miserable enough. If she can't even keep this hobby, then what's the point of living?