Fang Chixia was startled and looked a little embarrassed when he asked, "I've thought too much. Geili Literature Network"
How can dining with him help set the mood
She was just used to this when she came with Tong Yan.
What the two ordered was delivered quickly.
Fang Chixia ordered a lot, including charcoal grilled oysters, lamb chops, and a lot of various clams.
The fresh seafood is grilled with fragrant garlic, and the strong fragrance comes to the nostrils, like a feast for the taste buds. Just looking at it makes people feel happy.
However, Luo Yibei had no appetite.
He had been staring at the fish that Fang Chixia took for him on the dinner plate. The fish was grilled to a golden color, and many places were dark.
He didn't say anything, he just held his fork and nonchalantly scratched the burnt spots on the fish without eating it.
Fang Chixia caught his reaction out of the corner of her eye, was stunned, and suddenly understood.
He must not be used to this kind of food, right
Fang Chixia glanced at him calmly. Fang Chixia was a little surprised by what he looked like.
With Luo Yibei's poisonous tongue, if this kind of thing happened to him, Fang Chixia felt that he would push the dinner plate and ask her to bake it again. If one time was not enough, then he would do it two or three times until it was baked. You have to make him look satisfied.
However, today, he did not express any opinions.
Fang Chixia suddenly realized that he was actually not that difficult to get along with.
"Try this!" Fang Chixia put a piece of mutton chop to his mouth while wearing gloves, but Fang Chixia did not move the food on his plate away.
Luo Yibei seemed a little surprised that she would take the initiative to feed him. He was startled, and the corners of his lips curled up leisurely.
"Sit over here!" He motioned to the position next to him from the corner of his eye and suggested.
Fang Chixia ignored him and continued to help him cut the mutton chops.
After cutting it, I handed it to him. After cutting it, I handed it to him.
A dinner that Luo Yibei initially disliked made him very satisfied.
It was past eight o'clock when the two of them left the restaurant.
Fang Chixia drank some wine, and her face turned slightly red, like the first blooming cherry blossoms.
She took him around the neighborhood and introduced him to every small street and alley here.
Fang Chixia went to elementary school, junior high school, high school, and university, all in the same area. Basically, she spent most of her life nearby.
"I often came here when I was a child. There is a church inside, and many sacred weddings are held here. But it is usually very quiet. Every time I feel noisy at home, I come here."
"I moved out of home when I was in high school, and I live near here, just along that road."
"I've walked this road many times."
She rarely talks so much to Luo Yibei, and rarely takes the initiative to talk to him about her own affairs.
Luo Yibei followed her, listening to her words quietly, and glanced at the church she was pointing to, as if he was deep in thought.
Are weddings held in a church sacred
After staring at the church for a long time, he looked away and suddenly suggested, "Take me to where you live."
"What?" Fang Chixia was stunned and didn't understand why he suddenly suggested such a thing.
Luo Yibei didn't explain. He took her hand and led her towards the path she pointed just now.
His pace was fast, as if he was in a hurry to do something.
What are you in a hurry for
Fang Chixia passively followed him through the streets, and finally led him to stop in front of an apartment.