Contract New Love: Wang Ye's No. 2 favorite concubine

The things on the table are also, except for a few bowls of vegetarian dishes, all seafood.

Everything is tender love.

If it is normal, gentleness must be very happy.

But now, she kept thinking about whether the shopkeeper would find out about the letter in her mind, and she had no appetite at all.

The soup was placed in front of my eyes, and the table was full of favorite dishes, but Wen Rou didn't move his chopsticks.

Dongfang Aoshi was chatting with Wuming, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of her not moving at all, so he stopped and waved.

The subordinates greeted him immediately, "What orders does the lord have?"

"Call the shopkeeper to come over and dump the things." Dongfang said proudly, his voice was cold and hard.

Wenrou was taken aback, not knowing what Dongfang Aoshi was going to do, "It's a good dish, why pour it down?"

Such a good dish fell down without moving.

Isn't Dongfang Aoshi afraid of wasting too much food and being struck by lightning?

Dongfang Aoshi snorted coldly, "What's the use of keeping something that doesn't arouse your appetite?"

Gentle suddenly understood——

This bastard did it on purpose!

Seeing that he didn't move his chopsticks, he knew that he cherished food very much, so he intentionally made people knock things down in front of him.

Wen Wen was so angry that his internal blood was bruised, and he really wanted to directly hit him on the head with a bowl of soup.

Due to the fact that there were other people at the scene, and the principle of never wasting food, he gritted his teeth and endured it abruptly.

"Who said that these foods can't arouse the appetite?" Gentle gave him a hard look, and took a big gulp to drink.

This restaurant cook's craftsmanship, gentleness is tried.

Any kind of dish can cook the most wonderful taste——

The seafood soup is very fresh, but there is no fishy smell at all, it is perfect!

Wen Rou couldn't bear it, and drank the whole half of the bowl.

"Unpalatable?" Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows, his handsome outline appeared even deeper under the light.

"When did I say it's unpalatable? It's delicious." As if to prove something, Rourou filled another bowl of soup and drank it.

Dongfang Aoshi ignored her, turned his head away, and continued chatting with Wuming.

The gentle appetite has been aroused, so I just buried my head and ate it——

Anyway, she couldn't get in the way, she just sat there and didn't know what to do, so she might as well satisfy her appetite.

As for that letter...

Gentle believes that the shopkeeper will definitely find out.

Suddenly, a peeled shrimp appeared in the bowl.

Gentle and stagnant, looking at the shrimp for a long time——

Wuming was sitting opposite, and since he was Dongfang Aoshi's friend, it was definitely impossible to peel the shrimp for him.

So, is Dongfang Aoshi?

looked up gently and suspiciously

Dongfang Aoshi was chatting with Wuming, and he didn't even look out of the corner of his eye.

He tilted his head slightly, his face was hard and expressionless, as hard as a rock, and he didn't look like he had peeled shrimp for himself.

Isn't it Dongfang Aoshi?

But if not him, who else?

someone else?

impossible.

Not to mention that there is only Dongfang Aoshi beside her.

Even if there were others, no one would dare——

Dongfang's arrogant temper, if someone did such an intimate act of peeling shrimp for her, she would have lost her temper.

How could it be possible to sit here so calmly and talk to Wuming?

It's not Dongfang Aoshi, and there is no one else. Could it be that it fell from the sky?

Biting the shrimp tenderly, she looked up at the roof with a bewildered expression.

"Seafood is very cold. If you eat too much, you will not be healthy. It is better for the princess to eat less." Wuming's magnetic and pleasant voice rang out.

Meek just wanted to refute——

How much seafood she eats is her hobby. It is sad enough to be imprisoned in life. If you can't keep this hobby, what's the point of living?