130. Chapter 130 Do you know the names of these dishes?
Feng Qianchen followed Mo Lan all the way to the Yingxian Pavilion. Feng Qianchen looked around for a while, but did not find Chu Qingyao's figure. After thinking about it, he understood that she must have gone to find Jiao Xiaoliu. Feng Qianchen suddenly
I felt very embarrassed, whether I and Jiao Xiaoliu were too selfish, letting people who cared about them work hard for nothing. I also thought about Jiao Xiaoliu being injured in bed now, and a murderous look flashed across my eyes unconsciously.
"Why are you dazed over there? Come and sit down..." Mo Lan's voice brought Feng Qianchen back from his thoughts. He walked to the window and sat opposite Mo Lan expressionlessly, "What do you think Doctor Mo has to say?"
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Mo Lan ignored him and just called the waiter over and ordered four dishes and a bottle of wine. Feng Qianchen raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does Doctor Mo come here often?" Mo Lan finally had the usual smile on his face.
He smiled warmly, but he still ignored Feng Qianchen, staring out the window for a moment. Feng Qianchen's face suddenly fell. Who could win over Feng Qianchen, who is known as the iceberg, compared to Silence?
Feng Qianchen's iceberg mode was turned on, and the overall temperature of 'Yingxian Pavilion' suddenly dropped by three to five degrees, which discouraged the waiter who came to serve food. He really couldn't stand the ultra-low pressure at Feng Qianchen's place, and was in a dilemma.
"You're scaring everyone." Mo Lan spoke slowly and glanced at the waiter standing at the top of the stairs.
Following Mo Lan's gaze, Feng Qianchen was noncommittal, still with a cold face, "I won't kill him."
Mo Lan shook his head, stood up and walked to the waiter, took out an ingot of gold from his waist and put it into his arms, then took the plate of food and wine in his hand, "You go down first, don't let anyone
People come up to bother us."
The waiter took out the ingot of silver from his arms and looked at it for a long time, then nodded repeatedly, "Doctor Mo, don't worry, I will never let anyone disturb you two."
Mo Lan ignored him and returned to his seat with the food and wine. Feng Qianchen's expression was still cold, "It's just the two of us now. Let's talk about anything. If it's okay, I won't accompany you.
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The smile on Mo Lan's face did not change, and he slowly put the food and wine on the table before speaking, "Do you know the names of these dishes?"
Feng Qianchen's expression became even worse. He slapped the table and stood up, "I thought you were going to say something important. Since there is nothing important, I will leave. My princess is still injured.
I don’t care. As for these dishes, Doctor Mo can enjoy them by himself." After saying that, he walked away.
Mo Lan spoke leisurely again, "If we are no matter whether we are monarchs or ministers, we should still be cousins, right?" Feng Qianchen raised his eyebrows and said nothing. Mo Lan continued, "It's nothing, we two brothers will just
Can’t we chat about home affairs?”
"It's not that I can't," Feng Qianchen's face became a little unnatural, "it's just that the time is wrong, Xiaoliu is still injured, and I want to guard her."
Mo Lan smiled bitterly and poured Feng Qianchen a glass of wine, and then poured himself another glass, "Obviously, I met her first, why is it you who stays with her?"
"Did you meet her first?" Feng Qianchen raised his eyebrows and sat down, "When did it happen?"
Mo Lan shook his head, "We brothers have relatively little contact with each other, so let's have a couple of drinks first." He raised the wine glass in his hand.
