He looked up at him and said: "I didn't expect that one of the four martial arts masters was actually the owner of the restaurant. It's really unexpected. What are the identities of the other people? Do you know?" Bai Zimo suddenly blinked and smiled: "
The reason why the four martial arts masters are so famous is because of the mystery of their identities. The more mysterious they are, the more attractive they are. Haha. We don’t know each other’s identities. Some of us don’t even know our names. We only know each other’s names.
, like Mr. Feng who is with you, people in the martial arts world only know him as Mr. Feng. But they don’t know his real name, nor do they know whether his surname is Feng, or because there is the word "Feng" in his name.
However, I think the girl should know about it?" He changed the topic slightly and returned to Yi Qingchen. Yi Qingchen glared at him and said secretly: "Look at how delicate this guy is, it turns out he is also a man.
Old fox." She laughed and said: "Of course I know, but since the more mysterious the more attractive, I'd better not say anything." Although He Xianghan didn't know what riddle they were playing.
, but she also vaguely understood something. She wisely chose not to interrupt. The two chatted for a while, and the waiter had already arranged the four dishes and brought them up. The four dishes were served on four
There are red and white in the azure blue and white porcelain bowl. The colors are extremely bright. As soon as the lid of the bowl is opened, a mellow aroma hits your nostrils. Even though you haven’t tasted it, looking at the color and smelling the smell, you are already intoxicated.
His index finger moved and his mouth watered. The two waiters placed three pairs of silver-tipped ebony chopsticks, three silver spoons, and three jasper cups, and filled them with wine as red as blood. Then they left. Yi Qing
Chen saw that the wine was bright red in color and as clear as crystal. What was even more surprising was that there was a slight trace of white air rising from the wine. His heart moved slightly, could it be that this is wine? He also smelled the mellow aroma of the wine and couldn't help it.
She just wanted to take a few sips. Bai Zimo seemed to know what she was thinking. He smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass and said: "Miss Yi, Miss He, please." He lowered his head and took a sip first. Yi Qingchen was always a drinker of wine, so for this
, the old man often hit her on the head with a wooden stick. Now that he has seen such a top-notch person, how can he hold back, and besides, she and Bai Zimo have no enmity or enmity, on the contrary, they still have a little friendship. Then Bai Zimo is even more