Mysterious Commander, High Profile Love

Ye Luo tasted two. Maybe some of the dishes were made by the chef, so the taste is only average and not outstanding, but the other dishes are still very delicious.

But Ye Luo is just a little taste.

This is a habit, no matter how delicious the food is, you should not eat too much, especially when there are many dishes.

Yan Yu looked at the bowl of pearl jade and white jade soup, frowned slightly: "Is this right?"

Ye Luo shook his head: "No, it's delicious, do you drink it, I will help you serve it."

Although it is not as good as her master's, it is not bad.

Yan Yu looked at a bowl of soup of green cabbage leaves, beans and tofu, and lost his appetite.

"No." He said coldly.

He thought it was so difficult to make more delicious dishes, and the result was a bowl of vegetable soup.

Ye Luo ate the dishes that tasted in her memory, and she was very satisfied. She did not eat too quickly or slowly, and Yan Yu didn’t like to talk while eating. She ate the dishes elegantly and found that there was a dish that tasted good. Ye Luo clamp two chopsticks.

Ye Luo found that he had eaten something that didn't taste good and would never put down his chopsticks again.

Ye Luo is different. The dishes on the table are matched by her diet and nutrition, so she will taste two bites of each.

What Yan Yujia gave her is not easy to push, so she can only eat two more bites.

The atmosphere of the meal was very quiet, but it did not appear awkward, as if both of them were focusing on the meal.

Suddenly, Yan Yu put down his chopsticks and raised his hand to look at the black gold watch on his wrist: "Time is up."

Ye Luo looked at him in surprise, brother, you still remember, and you still count the time!

Immediately after the sliding door of the box was opened, the manager personally came in with a bowl of hot beef: "Shao Yan, Miss Ye, Shui Lianyou is ready."

Sanjin followed behind and sighed, finally saving Yan Shao's face.

The stewed veal had a strong aroma, and Yan Yu picked up a chopstick to Ye Luo: "Eat it."

Ye Luo blinked and looked at Sanjin, his ability to do things was too strong, it really took half an hour to toss it out.

The Shui Lian Du Yan Yu, which was made by a lot of people, only ate one piece and stopped eating.

Put down your chopsticks and watch Ye Luo eat.

Ye Luo was already 70% full, but Yan had spent so much effort to get it, so he would have to eat a few more dollars to save him face.

At this point, Ye Luo learned from her grandmother all-sided and exquisite, and would never be stupid about this kind of thing.

She ate a few more pieces and exaggerated: "It's delicious, but it's a pity that my belly is too small."

"What's this, I want to eat and let them do it."

The manager survived the catastrophe and said by the side: "Yeah, if Miss Ye likes it, you can let our cook do it at any time. If it's not convenient for you, we can deliver it to your door."

Ye Luo: "..."

I am not a foodie, what caused you to misunderstand this.

She is indifferent to food, and eat two more bites for the delicious ones, and sometimes use two chopsticks for the matching of the food.

"No, I'm not so particular about eating."

A thousand horses galloped past the manager.

You are not paying attention to this?

The dishes ordered have a history of thousands of years, and some of them are even lost. If they weren't for the chefs of their Hanlin Pavilion who were all produced by hundreds of chefs, they would really not be able to make them.

Even if you order the dishes, you can order such a large table, which is enough for more than a dozen people.

But she only tasted a little bit of each dish, just like trying a dish.

It's not exquisite, how can it be like this.

The manager ordered the dishes to go down, and brought the Xinyang Maojian up again.

Ye Luo took a sip and exclaimed, "Good tea, this is the taste."