Lang Jun is coming

Song Yiqing couldn't bear to be disturbed by Pei Lian taking advantage of her twice.He raised his hand and mercilessly pushed Pei Lian's face close to his eyes, glared at this shameless person, and walked into the Zhonghe building with his sleeves folded.

It didn't take a few steps, but Pei Lian caught up with her again. The other party was very wronged and said: "Young lady, you have to wait for your husband. What should I do if I meet Deng Tuzi?"

He spoke sincerely, but Song Yiqing suddenly turned his head, and stepped viciously on his soap boots, almost leaving half a dusty shoe print.

There were many people coming and going in the restaurant, and there were many literati who also came to watch Jinshi parading the streets. Seeing Pei Lian deflated, some people inevitably laughed at him and asked: "Did you make your wife feel depressed?"

Looking at Song Yiqing's back that was about to disappear around the corner, Pei Lian kept silent, only looked at the shoe prints on her soap boots and raised her eyebrows with a smile, thinking that these boots were really amazing, with traces of Ah Chi on them, and returned The empress must confess.

When his thoughts turned, Pei Lian rolled up his sleeves and quickly followed Song Yiqing's figure.The hem of the round-neck robe was swaying, and the face was like a crown of jade. Even the diners around felt eclipsed when they saw it.

Although it is a restaurant, it is decorated in an elegant garden style.Flowers and trees are moved in the courtyard, golden red gauze gardenia lamps are hung in the corridor, and the private rooms are separated by hanging curtains, graceful and delicate.

The position chosen by the boy has a great view, and a table is placed near the window. Looking down from the propped up window, it is the street near the Jinshui Bridge.

Because there are Jinshi parading the streets today, the streets that are already lively in Japan are full of people.There are all kinds of people, such as the tributes who are looking forward to high school in the coming year, the female family members who are eager to see the demeanor of the champion, and the father-in-law who wants to find a good son-in-law for his daughter who has not left the cabinet, etc. There are all kinds of people.

Seeing that Pei Lian was stepped on by him, not only was he not annoyed, but the smile on his face deepened.Song Yiqing was annoyed again, thinking that Pei Lian was so obscene, but no matter what, she couldn't get disgusted.

"What would you like to eat, sir?"

As soon as they sat down on their front feet, a young servant came forward and slightly bowed their backs and asked.

"Pu Xia Gong." Pei Lian said without hesitation.At the end, he asked Song Yiqing who was sitting opposite him, "What would Ah Chi want to eat?"

Just now in the lobby, the servant had already watched the two of them every move.Seeing that Pei Lian's eyes fell on Song Yiqing, he immediately gave him a warm reception.

"Don't worry, ma'am. Our Zhonghe Building is a real restaurant, with all the colors and flavors. If you want something sweet, we have several dishes."

Song Yiqing's heart skipped a beat when he was called by this name, but his face did not show dew, and after thinking for a while, he replied: "It's still springtime, so I will go to the spring plate full of mountain fragrance, a crispy yellow alone."

The boy saw that the lady spoke in a leisurely manner, the dishes were fluent and elegant, and the clothes were not something common people could afford, so she must be extraordinary.

He was about to recommend some more styles, but Pei Lian stopped him intentionally or unintentionally, "Add honey-soaked plums and Xuexia soup. You need two catties of mutton for the Boxia offering."

Manshanxiang and crispy yellow have only one heavy taste and one heavy oil.Pei Lian specially added light and soft Xuexia Soup, for fear that Song Yiqing would feel uncomfortable after eating with him.

He was thoughtful, but the young servant looked familiar to the official wearing a purple jacquard round collar, and when the memory came back, he suddenly looked awkward and embarrassed.

"Lang Jun, can you afford mutton?"