It’s not that Jinghan Bo imagines people’s hearts to be too ugly.
The reality is like this. Anyone who touches that meaningful glance will feel hairy in his heart and feel chills in his back. What's more, what about Bo Jinghan, a little fox who is born with an instinct to avoid dangerous situations?
She raised her head to meet the old man's gaze, and the wariness in her heart surged again, surrounding her body, filling her whole body with a vague resistance.
The old man was not angry, and seemed to like seeing her like this more. He just squinted his eyes and looked at her with interest, without saying a word, and just let time flow by.
Bo Jinghan's senses are relatively sensitive, especially in such a quiet environment. She can feel the breeze passing through the pavilion, the lightness of the gauze hanging around the pavilion, and the food delivery staff sliding on the bamboo raft.
As you get closer, you can feel the gentle breeze and the tranquility of the rippling water.
This feeling should be quiet and peaceful.
But God knows how restless and unable to calm down she is at this moment.
It seems like every blood vessel in the body is clamoring, agitating, and boiling...
bite--
A crisp ringing sound came.
Recalling Bao Jinghan's consciousness, she calmed down her tense emotions slightly, lowered her eyes and smiled, then avoided the old man's gaze and turned to look at Mo Huan, who was sitting opposite, also silent.
The moment the two of them exchanged glances, the waiter got off the bamboo raft outside the pavilion in an orderly manner, walked in orderly one by one, and placed the dinner plates in front of several people, but did not leave, but stood beside them.
"Come, my two distinguished guests. This is the first time in the past few years that I have personally entertained guests. I don't know if the things I have prepared are in line with the preferences of the two ladies!"
The old man who was watching them spoke slowly, his eyes still falling on Bao Jinghan with great interest.
Bo Jinghan's throat slid slightly.
She swallowed the dry foam in her mouth and lowered her eyes to look at the exquisite tray covered with a silver dinner cover in front of her. There was a voice in her mind telling her to be mentally prepared in advance. Because her intuition told her that what was inside
, it will definitely surprise her!
But despite this, the polite official tone still needs to be said.
Turn your eyes, smile, and nod.
Every movement of Bo Jinghan was like a ruler, measuring and describing it to perfection. But it was done by her, but it was so casual and natural that one could not fault it at all.
Coupled with the mocking thank you she gave back, the old man seemed to have his throat blocked, so he laughed hoarsely, and without giving her a chance to talk more to anger him, he just snapped his fingers.
That snap of fingers is equivalent to a command.
The waiters standing beside several people once again demonstrated their well-trained tacit understanding.
At the same time, he reached out and lifted the lid on the dinner plate.
The rich aroma filled the air the moment the lid was lifted.
Soups, main dishes, salads, desserts... as well as the salty aroma of cheese and the light aroma of fruits and vegetables, all attract the hungry people and make them salivate, making people eager to enjoy the meal in front of them.
However, Bo Jinghan's reaction was different from others.
Her face, which was already pale due to excessive blood loss, suddenly turned whiter when she saw the food exposed to the air in front of her. The silkworms under her eyelids trembled slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
It was also chapped, and even her sitting posture was a little stiff.
