Not long after, Song Qin and Song Jian brought the rice ordered by Young Master Li, while the eldest young master was still staring at An Wan.

Young Master Li carefully picked up a pair of chopsticks and handed them to the eldest son. At the same time, he whispered to him: "Brother, the food is here, you can try it, it's very delicious."

The eldest young master was brought back to his senses by Mr. Li's words.

It was probably because he was blaming Young Master Li for delaying his viewing of the beauty. He turned his head and glared at Young Master Li, but there was no anger on his face.

He took the chopsticks handed to him by Young Master Li, and at the same time he set his eyes down. He stayed on the surface of the dishes on the table for a while before he tentatively picked up a mouthful of the cold dish closest to him, and then continued to raise his head and look at An Wan.

But this time he couldn't keep staring.

In the heart of the young master, the cold dish only has a cool and salty taste. If you want any fresh feeling, it will not be possible.

The cold dishes made by ordinary people do not need to be well controlled like hot dishes, so as long as the seasonings are not too much, they can reach the average level.

Thinking of this, his requirements for this cold dish were just reaching the average level. The young master had eaten cold dishes made by countless top chefs, and his requirements for dishes were naturally much higher than that of ordinary people. He thought that the dishes that could be eaten seemed to be good and delicious to ordinary people.

But as soon as the cold dish entered his mouth, he chewed it for two bites, his taste buds suddenly became energetic.

I don’t know if it’s the raw materials or the chef’s superb skills. The cold dish just entered my mouth and felt a little smooth, followed by a slightly salty smell, but what followed was not the dullness of the seasoning, but a sweet taste containing juice... This sweetness is not the sweetness of sugar, but a sweetness exclusive to green vegetables, with refreshing greenness and quickly filling the mouth.

The eldest young master's eyes suddenly opened and he let out a long "um".

When Young Master Li saw the eldest son's reaction, his nervous heart calmed down, thinking that Young Master would like this dish very much.

Sure enough, the young master quickly tasted other dishes on the table with anticipation. Every time he ate one, the wrinkles formed between his eyebrows due to dissatisfaction became a little less, and finally he stretched out directly, and he looked much younger.

The eldest young master was only in his early twenties, but he usually lost his temper in anger or looked at people with his eyebrows tightly. Over time, he seemed a few years younger than the real one.

Just as the eldest young master was lying on his head, An Wan had already picked the pot of vegetables, washed her hands, and then came over to chat with the diners casually.

These old diners faced An Wan’s original and dared to joke casually, but now they looked at An Wan’s face and were embarrassed to joke more. They politely talked about other things, or if they were someone who liked to talk, they lowered their heads and thought An Wan was still the same as before, and then told the joke.

When the eldest young master heard a crisp laugh sound in his ear, he held the bowl and raised his head, chewing the food in his mouth while continuing to look at An Wan.

An Wan went to the house to change into the light gray clothes. The clothes looked a little old, so she probably had been wearing them for a while.

She was tilting her head to respond to the diners at a certain table, leaving the eldest son with a slightly lateral cheek, with a beautiful curve on his neck, and his collarbone and shoulders were just right.

He looked at An Wan a few more times, then lowered his head and ate a big bite of rice.

Young Master Li has been paying attention to the eldest son's actions. Seeing his eating action, he barely held back the reminder that he was about to overflow: Brother, you didn't eat the food, just ate a big bite of rice!

An Wan was talking to the diner when she heard the bells at the door. She turned her head curiously to look at it, and happened to meet Luo Yelin who was pushing the door in.

Luo Yelin's hand lifting the curtain froze and stood there, looking at a loss.

Looking at Luo Yelin's expression, An Wan couldn't help laughing, then quickly lowered her head to block her mouth, stopped her kind-hearted ridicule of Luo Yelin's movements and expression, then raised her head again and showed a kind smile: "Prince, you are here."

"...Well." Luo Yelin didn't expect that as soon as he came to this store, he saw a very beautiful woman. This time he did not leave the door as stupidly as before to see the hotel sign. Instead, he turned his eyes stiffly, determined the store's decoration with his eyes, and then turned his eyes to the woman again.

The woman leaned on a table, her movements were very similar to An Wan... He held his breath again, patrolled every inch of her skin on An Wan's face, and finally completely confirmed her identity in the other person's smile.

So he tried his best to control his stiff muscles and smiled naturally: "Why did Miss An change so much? I almost didn't recognize you."

An Wan shook her head and didn't say anything, but moved away from the table, took a rag and wiped the table she had just leaned against again, and then called Luo Yelin: "Prince come and sit here. What do you want to eat? I'll let Brother Nie make it for you."

Luo Yelin looked at the idle table in the hotel, and finally accepted An Wan's kindness, pulled open the chair and sat on it, and ordered several dishes as usual.

An Wan wrote these dishes on paper and handed them to Nie Ying.

After seeing Nie Ying pick up the pot and start cooking for Luo Yelin, An Wan walked back to Luo Yelin and passed the table of the eldest son and Mr. Li in the middle.

When An Wan walked by, the eldest young master took a deep breath and felt that in addition to the fragrance of the food, the smell of the body smelled in his nose.

Of course, I don’t know if he really smelled the body fragrance or if he had made it up by himself.

An Wan sat opposite Luo Yelin casually, her eyes and attitude were no different from before. However, Luo Yelin couldn't help but dodge her eyes and then answered honestly: "I didn't expect Miss An to change so much and become so beautiful again. I'm really embarrassed to look at you more."

An Wan expressed her understanding of Luo Yelin's performance, and at the same time comforted him softly: "I'll get used to it after watching too much."

When talking about An Wan's changes, Luo Yelin naturally asked the reason.

An Wan thought about it and replied: "I was not in the store for a few days before. Because I had always had some physical problems, I went to find an old doctor. He prescribed me medicine and cured my illness, but it brought some side effects... Apart from the current skin color problem, I can't do physical work, and even if I have a palm, I can't hold it all the time."

After learning about An Wan's illness, Luo Yelin did not make a sudden enlightenment like other diners, but frowned more and more, asking An Wan: "Is this doctor reliable? Can these side effects be cured? Do you want me to find a doctor for you?"

Because of worrying about An Wan, Luo Yelin's shyness disappeared. He looked at An Wan directly, and the stunning in his eyes was quickly replaced by uneasiness.

Unexpectedly, Luo Yelin cared so much about her. An Wan was stunned for a moment, but then she felt a warm current flowing in her heart. She was embarrassed to continue to find excuses to deceive Luo Yelin. She lowered her voice and explained: "This matter cannot be explained clearly in just a few words. There is still hidden information behind it. Prince should not continue to ask questions, just know that I have no problem now."

After saying that, An Wan reached out, raised her index finger, placed it on her lips, and made a gesture of silence.

Luo Yelin focused his eyes on An Wan's fingers, but then moved to the lips below his fingers.

An Wan's lips look very nice, with slightly raised lips, and she looks like a good-tempered person who likes to smile every day, and An Wan is indeed the case.

Just like now, An Wan showed a mysterious smile at Luo Yelin, with the two lips facing upwards, their lips not thin or thick, and with the pink lips color, it makes people feel the urge to kiss.

Luo Yelin was stunned for a moment, then quickly looked away and nodded randomly: "Okay, then I won't ask. If you have any difficulties, you must tell me that I will do my best to help you solve it." Because of the panic, Luo Yelin's claim changed from "I" to "I".

"The fried chicken legs are ready." Nie Ying greeted the kitchen.

An Wan raised her head in line with the sound, looked at Song Qin, saying that she would take the dish, then got up and went to the kitchen, brought a plate of fried chicken legs, and then served a bowl of rice, took a pair of chopsticks and a spoon.

Luo Yelin was not very hungry now, so he slowly pressed the meat on the chicken legs with a spoon and chopsticks, and put it into his mouth.

After watching for a while, An Wan finally couldn't help but vomit out the questions she had in her heart: "Prince, why don't you pick up the chicken legs and eat them? How hard it is to do this."

Perhaps because the atmosphere between the two people is very harmonious now, An Wan boldly began to question Luo Yelin's style of eating.

But Luo Yelin was not angry either. He just opened his mouth slightly and thought about it and replied: "Because I am still a person who cares about face after all, I never want to act out of compulsion. After all, it is pleasant to get up and eat with chicken legs, but it looks a bit indecent."

Luo Yelin does look very concerned about his image.

An Wan thought of this, nodded, and did not pursue and question it anymore. Instead, she got up and took another pair of chopsticks, and took the initiative to help Luo Yelin hold the largest bone on the chicken leg, so that he could peel off the meat on it more easily.

Luo Yelin was originally trying to fight with fried chicken legs with one hand and the other, but unexpectedly, a pair of chopsticks suddenly came out of thin air and helped him hold down the big bones that were sliding left and right.

Now, only An Wan can do such a thing.

He thought about this and quickly raised his head. Sure enough, he saw An Wan lowering her head and staring at the chicken legs in the plate, with her long eyelashes drooping, like two small fans.

In fact, when An Wan's skin was not so white, Luo Yelin also noticed these advantages of her and carefully kept them in his heart. No matter what happens between the two of them in the future, An Wan's advantages from appearance to personality will be treasured in his heart.

But after An Wan came back, her advantages suddenly became easily discovered. Just like now, Luo Yelin could just lower her head casually and see her chin from An Wan's hair, without any flaws.

He thought about this and looked back at the diners around him, and found that their eyes were more or less lingering on the woman in front of him.
Chapter completed!