After taking a few bites of the food, she handed over the cup again, "Here, let's have another drink."
"can you?"
"It's okay. This isn't strong alcohol. Isn't it just over ten degrees?" Leng Ran pushed her cup towards him, "Is it rare that I'm happy, so just let me drink some more, okay?"
"If you feel uncomfortable, don't drink it."
Why don't you remind her and help her pour the wine?
"This cup..." Leng Ran thought for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "By the way, could it be... what are your dreams?"
"Me?" Mo Fei thought about it seriously, "It seems like there is nothing special, but..." His eyes fell on her slightly red face, and he raised his lips and smiled, "There is indeed one."
Leng Ran blinked his big eyes and asked curiously, "What is it?"
"Secret." He smiled.
"Speak out and listen? Share it."
"Did not say."
"Could you please tell me?" Leng Ran stretched out her palm, covered it with his, and shook it slightly, "Tell me!"
Her little hands were warm, Mo Fei turned his palm slightly and held her fingers, "It's very simple. It's far away in the horizon, but close in front of you."
"Far away in the horizon... so close in front of me?!" Leng Ran looked around in confusion, and finally, his eyes fell on the dishes on the table, "Not long, maybe you are a foodie!"
Foodie?!
Mo Fei raised his eyebrows, "What do you think my dream is?"
Leng Ran rolled his eyes, "If it's not just food right in front of you, what else can there be?!"
He raised his lips and laughed out loud, "It's almost the same. It's edible. It's more delicious than food!"
"Okay!" Leng Ran picked up his cup, "Then I wish your dreams come true and you have delicious food every day."
"Thanks."
Mo Fei took the cup and clinked it with her.
From a corner of the restaurant, the sound of an accordion could be heard.
The two people turned around and saw an accordion player playing at a table not far away.
In Western restaurants, this kind of service is not new.
However, what was more special was that someone actually stood up from their chairs and started dancing. It seemed that they were infected by those two, and many diners stood up from the table and started dancing.
The enthusiastic Russian nation has always been good at singing and dancing.
Listening to the cheerful accordion sound and watching everyone dancing, Leng Ran also became interested.
Standing up straight from the chair, she stretched out her hand to hold Mo Fei, "Could we go dancing too?!"
Mo Fei smiled and stood up after her, "I can't dance."
"It's okay, just jump around!"
Leng Ran pulled him to his feet, looked at the people on the left and right, and jumped up like them.
She has never studied dance professionally, but she has been very talented in music since she was a child. Although she has not studied and worked in the arts like her brother, she still has an innate feeling for music in her bones.
It was easy to find the rhythm and dance like everyone else.
Wearing only jeans, she also pretended to have a skirt, dancing around Mo Fei with a smile on her face, having a very happy time.
Mo Fei stood there, watching her sometimes approaching, sometimes retreating, sometimes coming closer, holding his hand and circling it... His eyes were also full of smiles.
He knew that she was really happy today.
That smile came from the heart.
Although he was not good at this kind of dance, he still responded to her movements very cooperatively.
After the cheerful dance ended, Leng Ran came over with a smile and hugged his neck.
