Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

"Each dish can only be picked up to five times, and the weight at one time is so much." SUN gestured with chopsticks.

The servant at the side was about to say the rules, but SUN preempted him, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"The dish that you don't want to eat the most, you have to take a bite, and the portion is so much." SUN said speechlessly, "Just because there are so many, the old devil said elegant."

The servant said: "The master is not present, no one is allowed to touch the chopsticks, this is the most important point."

As he spoke, he took SUN's chopsticks and was about to put them on the side of the bowl.

"Sitting posture, young master, I have taught you the most basic sitting posture many times." (English)

The servant patted SUN on the back and told him to sit down.

In fact, I have also taught about the sitting posture of Jing Jiaren, it is not so strict... Do you have to eat with your back upright? Is it too strict?

At this moment, a burst of footsteps sounded from a door.

This restaurant is surrounded by doors, extremely luxurious, huge...

Even if Master Ximen had a meal, there were so many people following behind him, it was really a big battle.

A row of SS stands in a row behind the chief seat.

Vik opened the chair, respectfully invited Master Simon to take a seat, put a clean napkin on the back of his right hand, and stood upright, ready for any need.

First, the maid serves soup on everyone's plates using a silver soup set.

The soup set is like a teapot, and the eagle mouth pours the thick and fragrant soup on the shallow mouth, forming a thin layer.

SUN said: "There are only a few mouthfuls of this soup, not enough to fit between the teeth, right?"

Jing Jiaren: "Well, Sun has to learn the rules and be polite."

No wonder Ximen Longting's elegance is not all innate... It cannot be separated from the cultivation since childhood.

You don't need to make a sound when you drink soup, so you don't need to be taught...

Jing Jiaren has taught SUN the most basic principles.

However, SUN didn't use a spoon, and put his small face on the dining table, directly sucking the soup on the plate, with a playful and cute posture.

Jing Jiaren coughed: "SUN!" On purpose, right?

SUN pouted, and glanced at Master Ximen with a touch of provocation.

But the strange thing is that Master Ximen frowned coldly and didn't say much.

Watching Ximen Fenglie eat is definitely a treat.

Sitting upright, holding a spoon, a handsome face as picturesque, with dignified and deep features.

"I know that the old devil's grandfather likes to eat caviar and truffles best!"

Jing Jiaren: "..." The kid has pretty good observation skills.

"He'll get five punches every time!"

All the adults remained silent.

Master Ximen was holding caviar on his chopsticks, his face was slightly cold, and he put it aside without moving.

With a childlike face, SUN put half a plate of caviar on the plate and pushed it over there.

Master Ximen had a straight face, and stared at SUN deeply, with an unpredictable substance flashing in his eyes...

Only Jing Jiaren knew.This kid wants Master Ximen to break the rules first, so that he can concentrate on eating the dishes he wants?

It's a pity that his little thought was not allowed, and Vic withdrew the plate to the servant beside him.

"Master, it's best not to exchange food at the table."

"Hmph, the queen and I often feed each other... It's not interesting for the old devil to be so strict."

"..."

"Queen, give me artificial respiration." SUN pouted, biting half a slice of beef.

Jing Jiaren coughed in embarrassment, and her eyes hinted: "Stop making trouble, eat quickly."