230. Chapter 230 Wind source and national prestige 6
"Mo Xiaoqi? Haha, it's a very interesting name! I wonder if Xiaoqi is going to Fengyuan Country to visit or do business?" The man in red had a touch of playfulness in his faint tone.
"Do work!" Nan Liyou lowered his eyes and quietly enjoyed the food on the plate.
"In the lowest wind Jinxuan, if you need help, Xiaoqi will just say it." He raised his handsome eyebrows and said softly.
Nan Liyou looked at him in surprise, and even Yan Caiwu stopped the food in his hand in shock.
This surname Feng is the surname of Fengyuan Country.
Things that even a three-year-old child knows.
Muka|L|Mainland, many countries are named after their national surnames.
"It is a great kindness to meet by chance. No need to worry about other things!" Nan Liyou picked up the glass of red wine on the table, drank it gently, and said lightly.
"Meeting is fate. Xiaoqi has made a conclusion so early, it seems too early!" Feng Jinxuan's tone was very light, and his charming eyes were full of deep meaning.
Nan Liyou didn't say anything, staring at the food on the table quietly.
Feng Jinxuan was not angry, and his tone was even more Microsoft. He looked around and said, "Xiao Qi, why didn't you see the man in white with you?"
"He is a little tired and has already fallen asleep!" Nan Liyou said in a calm tone.
"Ha, that's it, that's it. The man ordered the man to make some more delicious food for the young master and send it to the room." Feng Jinxuan raised his hand and waved.
Luo Yi retreated behind him.
"Thank you, Mr. Feng, for your kindness, don't be so troublesome!" Nan Liyou frowned and thought.
Feng Jinxuan is too good.
I have never met them before, so it would be fine if I took them all the way, but I would have to invite them to dinner.
He actually put down Haikou. If you need help, just open your mouth?
Once I heard that the lotus was not eaten, I could even re-organize it.
Could it be that it is really like Yan Caiwu said, and there is any intention for them?
At this time, the crystal bag also came up. Luo Qing placed the cage in front of Feng Jinxuan, picked up one with golden chopsticks, and placed it in his plate.
"Please try the two VIPs!" Feng Jinxuan pointed at Nan Liyou's plate and ordered lightly.
"Yes!" Luo Qing did not dare to delay, so he took out one from each cage and placed it in front of them.
"Xiao Qi, try it. This taste is the best among so many buns I have ever eaten." Feng Jinxuan picked up the crystal bag, took a bite, squinted his eyes, and looked enjoyable.
After eating, the tongue like a snake was on the edge of the lips, seducing people and soul-catching.
Nan Liyou looked at it and felt his pores all over his body shivering, he skipped his eyebrows, picked up the bun, and took a bite.
After biting it, the delicious soup instantly poured into my throat.
"Cough cough..." Nan Liyou was choked by the hot soup and slapped his chest sadly.
"Boss! Boss! Is it okay!" Yan Caiwu was so scared that he put down the chopsticks in his hand and was about to help him.
But it couldn't be done, a gust of wind flashed, and a red shadow had already fallen beside her.
Feng Jinxuan patted Nan Liyou's back, as if he was stroking, but also as if he was slapping. His smile-like expression was unfathomable.
"This is the soup dumpling in Shiquan Town. If you eat it for the first time, you will be choked and it will be better next time!" He turned slightly and whispered gently in her ear.
The warm macho breath instilled in Nan Liyou's ears, making her cough even more.
Nan Liyou blushed, endured the choking, stood up, held the back of the chair with one hand, and kept a distance from him: "Cough cough, thank you for the reminder!"