416. Chapter 416 There is a kind of love that can be drilled seamlessly [9]
He grew up in the West. Although Jiao Yang is three-quarters of Chinese descent, he received Western education since he was a child. He has been living abroad for many years. Although he understands Chinese culture, he still lacks it.
"Then, today I will give you a practical lesson on the tip of the tongue!" Luo Xiaoqian put the chopsticks in his hands, "Can you use this?"
She had dinner with him three times, twice with Western food and once with breakfast in Sichuan. She didn't use chopsticks either. She wasn't sure whether he knew how to use chopsticks.
"Of course!" Jiao Yang took the chopsticks, "Don't forget, my mother and grandmother are both Chinese!"
"So, you, Jiao, are just following your maternal instincts?"
"Smart!" Jiao Yang smiled and nodded, "My English name is Augus Arthur Philip Bowes-Lyon."
Even Luo Xiaoqian, whose English is pretty good, couldn't repeat it completely, "Isn't it? It's so long?"
"Augus is my Christian name, which means unique. This is the name my mother came up with for me. She hopes that I will become someone who does not follow the crowd," Jiao Yang explained.
"Au-gu-s?" Luo Xiaoqian tried to shout.
Jiao Yang looked at her side face, "Or, you can call me AN, which is my mother's nickname for me!"
"That's alright, and I'm not used to speaking English, I'd better call you by your Chinese name!" Luo Xiaoqian looked at the boiling soup in the pot, "Okay, now let's put the meat in..."
Jiao Yang imitated her and picked up the mutton on the plate and put it into the soup, "Why do you treat me to this?"
"It's nothing, just because I think it's delicious, and I guess you haven't eaten it before, so I'll share it with you." Luo Xiaoqian looked at the meat floating in the pot, picked it up and put it in his bowl, "
I know that people like you must have eaten delicious food from all over the world. Hot pot is not as elegant as Western food, nor as sophisticated as Japanese food. However, every time Xu Xia and I celebrate something good, we always
For those who like to eat hot pot, in her words, what matters is not what you eat, but how you feel when you eat it. Even if you chat for hours, the food will never get cold. Just like the friendship between good friends, it will never be cold.
It will cool down.”
Jiao Yang turned his head and looked at her, "So, we are good friends?"
"Of course, otherwise why would I treat you to hot pot?!" Luo Xiaoqian smiled and gave her juice cup, "Come, let's drink to our great friendship!"
Because he was driving here, Jiao Yang didn't drink either. He took a sip of juice and smiled ambiguously, "I hope our great friendship will not make Mr. Leng angry."
"Don't worry, he knows what happened today." Luo Xiaoqian put down the cup and went to eat the food in the bowl.
This promise was somewhat beyond Jiao Yang's expectations.
Leng Zimo knew that she was eating with him alone, but he didn't stop her and didn't show up. This didn't seem to be like that person's personality.
Or is it that he is so confident that he will win?!
Luo Xiaoqian turned her face and saw that he was not eating the food, so she quickly asked, "Is it not to your taste?"
"How could it be?" Jiao Yang held the food in the bowl, "What have you been busy with recently?"
"About the new album."
"Come on!" Jiao Yang encouraged her with a smile, "I'm looking forward to your performance!"
