"'Restaurant', a place to eat, has a good name and is self-explanatory." Nan Ming smiled and said: "The inside is a bit shabby, it can't be compared to 'Yipinxian', but the taste is good, I come here often."
"To have such a good reputation from Nanda, this store must be very good." Feng Wei walked into the "restaurant" with a smile.
The style of the store is as simple as the name of the store, but it is very clean and there are not many people.
"Master Nan is here!" The waiter in the shop greeted Nan Ming warmly. Seeing Feng Weihuan beside him, he also smiled and said hello.
"Old location, have a copy of all the signature dishes." Nan Ming said concisely and to the point.
"Okay!" The waiter turned around and went to the kitchen without any intention of leading the way.
Nan Ming walked in front, Feng Weihuan followed behind him.
The two went to the third floor together.
There were several compartments on the third floor, and Nanming opened the door of the first one.
There is a square table, four benches, and a six-legged basin stand with a clean cloth hanging on the stand and water in the basin. Other than that, there is nothing else.
Nanming opened the window and said to Feng Weihuan, "The princess is here to take a look."
"What?" Feng Weihuan walked to the window, the cold wind blew her long hair, and her eyes were full of surprise: "Here - it's so beautiful!"
Looking up, the bustling half of the city fell into my eyes.
The streets and alleys are brightly lit, like stars; in the distance, the melodious sound of the phoenix flute can be heard, as if it is playing "Beautiful Flowers and Full Moon" for the occasion.
"I thought the best scenery in the imperial capital was on Wuling Street, but I didn't expect that it would be more beautiful than Wuling Street when viewed here." Feng Weihuan held the window lattice with both hands and was fascinated by the view.
Nan Ming, who had stepped aside to show courtesy, had quietly walked behind Feng Weihuan at some point.
The green hair raised by the cold wind was flying in front of my eyes, and the delicate fragrance lingered in my nose.
He was a little dazed.
Today, it was obvious that she had been dressed up specially. Her apricot red clothes made her look more delicate than flowers, and almost made the animal thoughts in his heart break out.
After calming down, he smiled and said: "On a day like today, there will definitely be no seats in larger restaurants, so I have no choice but to humiliate the princess and come here to enjoy the scenery of the Imperial Capital on New Year's Eve."
"Why is it a grievance? It's obviously more beautiful here!" Feng Weihuan turned his head and met Nanming's eyes unexpectedly. When he saw his gentle smiling eyes, his breathing suddenly became stagnant, and his heartbeat also stopped.
Nan Ming's face was still smiling, but the hands in his sleeves were clenched into fists.
Only in this way can he restrain himself and hold her in his arms.
"As long as the princess likes it," he said with a smile.
The door was knocked three times and then opened. The waiter came to bring tea and food.
Feng Weihuan suddenly came back to her senses, and her face instantly felt like it was on fire. She smiled politely at Nanming with great difficulty, and then turned her head away, letting the cold wind blow away the heat on her face.
This - it's so rude... He won't see it, right?
Probably not - well, definitely not! Her acting skills are very good.
Feng Weihuan regarded himself as a turtle and shrank his head into the turtle shell, thinking that others would not think too much about it.
There is no three hundred taels of silver here.
The smile on Nan Ming's face grew thicker, and there was also tenderness in his eyes.
