Nan Song held her chin in her hands and followed the direction Yu Jinwen went, but she always felt like someone was staring at her not far away.
She turned her gaze not far away, and met the eyes of a pair of foreigners, a man and a woman, who were indeed staring at her, lowering their heads and whispering.
Then they left their seats and walked towards them.
The vigilance he had cultivated for many years made Nan Song become nervous while his expression remained calm. He calmly picked up the knife and fork on the table, put it in his hand and played with it. He looked towards Yu Jinwen out of the corner of his eye.
In the past, I was ready to take action at any time.
Many thoughts flashed through my mind: Who sent the person? Was it Song Xi? Or was it Sean?
Until the man and woman came to her and asked, "Are you the Chinese couple living in room 877?"
The other person spoke English, and his accent was very authentic and pure.
Nan Song replied to them in English, "Yes. What's the matter?"
Yu Jinwen was holding the sausage in his left hand and had just taken the ice cream in his right hand. He glanced towards Nan Song. As soon as a smile appeared on his face, he saw two foreigners, a man and a woman, standing in front of her, with serious faces as if they were looking for trouble.
He looked like he was smiling, and ran back without saying a word.
His speed was extremely fast, like a strong gust of wind, blowing past him, and there were exclamations all around.
"That Chinese guy was running so fast just now. Is this the legendary Chinese Kung Fu?"
"I've seen it on TV, it's called 'Qing Gong'."
"..."
Amidst the discussion, Yu Jinwen rushed back to Nan Song at lightning speed, and saw Nan Song and the foreigners laughing.
There were two red clouds flying over Nan Song's face, and she looked shy.
He was still out of breath and couldn't react for a while.
"came back?"
When Nan Song saw Yu Jinwen coming back, he stood up and introduced him, also using standard London accent: "This is my husband, Yu."
"Hello!" The foreign couple's eyes lit up when they saw Yu Jinwen.
The French girl stepped forward to hug Yu Jinwen. Yu Jinwen subconsciously ducked, but was pushed forward by Nan Song.
"What are you hiding from? Basic etiquette and the demeanor of a great country."
She winked at Yu Jinwen.
Yu Jinwen was stunned when the French girl kissed him on the cheek. If Nan Song hadn't been around, she would have kissed her directly. Then the man from country Y next to him held Yu Jinwen's hand with excitement.
hand, "You are so capable, I am willing to defeat you!"
"..."
Only then did Yu Jinwen realize that they were the young couple next door last night.
Thinking of the secret contest last night, Yu Jinwen's thick-skinned face also felt a hint of embarrassment.
Yu Jinwen turned around and handed the sausage to Nan Song, but Nan Song looked at his other hand and asked, "Where's my ice cream?"
"Here..." Yu Jinwen took a look and saw that the ball on the ice cream flew away at some point, leaving only a crispy cone.
The two people looked at each other and laughed in unison.
The two couples had a meal together, and alternately communicated in English, French, and Chinese during the meal.
Yu Jin has studied French, although he is not as fluent as Nan Song, but there is no problem in daily communication. The French girl has also studied Chinese for a while, and is not fluent, but she likes to talk very much.
What is "man", "man", "Ximen Qing"...
Hearing the first two words, Yu Jinwen and Nan Song laughed and applauded her, but when they heard "Ximen Qing", they were both confused.
How does this have anything to do with Ximen Qing?
Nan Song quickly gave her a general introduction to Ximen Qing in French, and the French girl nodded seriously.
She said: "I have read the book Jin, Ping, Mei. Ximen Qing in it is very capable! Mr. Yu is also very capable! Ximen Qing!"