Mu Weicheng smiled and asked: "There is no appointment, is there no dinner?"

"Of course not, you and your friend will sit first, and I'll cook some good dishes for you and bring them here."

The owner of the restaurant saw that he was bringing a young and beautiful girl, and immediately understood.

"Thanks!"

Mu Weicheng said gratefully.

Before the owner of the restaurant left, he suddenly asked, "Do you want to send you a bottle of red wine?"

Mu Weicheng's face was startled, and he was a little embarrassed: "No need, just drive over here."

The owner of the restaurant smiled and nodded.

Mu Weicheng turned his eyes and met Ling Nuannuan's smiling eyes, his handsome face turned red all of a sudden.

Ling Nuannuan pulled the chair and sat down, tightened the coat he gave her, and her smile deepened.

Mu Weicheng didn't dare to collide with her eyes full of content, and deliberately looked at the mountain beside her.

However, when he looked away, he could still feel Ling Nuannuan's eyes, and he coughed lightly: "Why do you look at me like this?"

Ling Nuannuan pouted, and asked knowingly: "Why did the boss say to give you wine?"

Mu Weicheng thought that he had turned over the topic, but he didn't expect that she would ask again, and his handsome face became even more embarrassed.

"The boss wants to sell his drinks, and that's all?"

Mu Weicheng answered quickly.

"oh!"

Ling Nuannuan dragged out the tone.

Mu Weicheng laughed angrily at her directly: "What are you thinking about?"

"I didn't think about it. I just thought it would be nice to have some wine. The scenery here is so beautiful. It would be a pity not to drink some wine to be romantic."

Ling Nuannuan said with a low smile.

"I can't drink if I want to drive, and you can't drink if you have to go to school."

Mu Weicheng's expression was serious.

Ling Nuannuan knew that he would definitely answer seriously, so he nodded: "Okay, if you don't drink, don't drink."

Within half an hour, the owner of the restaurant finished serving them dishes, three dishes and one soup, all mixed with vegetables.

Mu Weicheng put the fried shrimp cubes into her bowl: "Eat it!"

Ling Nuannuan picked it up with chopsticks and took a bite. It was delicious and crispy, and still retained the umami taste of the shrimp. It was really delicious.

Mu Weicheng looked at her eating sweetly, and his thin lips curved into a smile.

Ling Mofeng came back after eight o'clock. Lan Yanxi had already had dinner and was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

The man wore his coat on his arm, and walked in with a noble demeanor. The light fell on his face, and there was a touch of tiredness in the warmth. JrNovels.com