As he chose, Han Jiamei did not pay much attention to the surrounding environment until she met Su Lingling next to her.
She turned her eyes and saw Su Lingling empty-handed. She asked in confusion, "Didn't you eat yet?"
Su Lingling used a smile to hide her embarrassment, "I'm not hungry."
"This is not a question of whether to be hungry or not. You can't miss such a good opportunity. They are all made on-site by Michelin chefs." Han Jiamei introduced, "Come on, you can try this tiramisu? I ate two
The chunk tastes really good.”
Su Lingling smiled, and Han Jiamei picked up a small plate and handed it to her.
"Thank you." She carefully held it.
I heard her introduce it again, "I added a little wine to it. Although it is not necessary, the taste is really unique."
Han Jiamei said again, "That cream roll tastes good, it's cooked cream. You can try that one after you eat this."
"Yeah." Su Lingling was also alone, but she was always at a loss when she stood under the dazzling lights.
Han Jiamei looks very versatile.
At this time, Mo Fan came over, "Don't eat too many varieties to avoid stomachache."
He was talking about Han Jiamei, his eyes always fell on her, and he found that she had eaten more than a dozen things and never stopped when she entered the door.
"Hello, Mott." Su Lingling looked at him with a little restrained look.
"Yes." Mo Fan also glanced at her, his face gentle.
Han Jiamei did not turn her eyes and was still observing the dazzling array of pastries in front of her. "For a dessert lover, tonight is definitely a feast, you can't miss it, you have to eat a little of everything."
"Why are you not fat?" Mo Fan looked at her scrutinizedly.
But she suddenly turned her eyes and said, "By the way, I saw Shen Yi's name just now. Where is someone else? Didn't he come?" After searching around, she didn't see him.
Mo Fan looked at her and was speechless. The topic was very quickly disbanded.
"I don't know." Mo Fan said to her, "Don't look for me if you have a stomachache at night." After that, he turned around and left.
"Hey!" Looking at the tall and slender back, Han Jiamei felt that he was inexplicable.
Mot's words made Su Lingling jealous.
It means they still live together...
As soon as her eyes closed, Han Jiamei was studying desserts again. When she met those particularly beautiful ones, she would also take photos with her mobile phone.
Su Lingling was eating tiramisu on the side and gradually integrated into the atmosphere.
Zhan Zhan and Duoduo's super high looks attracted the love of countless guests. Some people took photos with two little guys, and some people whispered to them.
The cute and cute look of her breasts is so cute that some people want to have children without even getting married.
Jing Zhixia always smiled kindly, and she looked like a kind mother, which left a deep impression on the media.
When interacting with Li Mi, the communication between the two also attracted countless envy.
Later, Jing Zhixia gradually realized that this might be the best ending, and only by letting go of one’s heart embrace happiness.
In a certain apartment.
Yu Mengxi stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the lights of thousands of houses outside the window, and her anger was still hard to relieve.
Until now, she found that her emotions could not be expressed in words.
Looking at the bright and gorgeous streets in the middle of the night, she felt lonely.
Yumengxi really couldn't accept Jing Zhixia, who once loved her so much, and accepted Li Mi in such a short time.
Charity dinner scene.
Han Jiamei took Su Lingling to find particularly delicious desserts. She was like an expert who knew everything, "How about this?"
Su Lingling took a bite and nodded with a smile, "Sweet but not greasy, delicious."
"I think too." Han Jiamei smiled and chose while taking photos. "If you don't eat too much of each serving, your stomach won't feel uncomfortable. You just take the opportunity to try it. These styles are hard to buy in Jiangcheng."
Su Lingling suddenly felt that Han Jiamei was easy to get along with and she didn't pretend at all.
I wanted to ask about her relationship with Mott several times, but I never asked because I had no identity.