High cold male god, sweet and warm

Chapter 370 Xia Dian's Serious Nonsense
Lin Zhaoxia replied without raising her head, "It's not like you are still there."

Then I heard a voice from the opposite side that seemed to be weaker than before, one word, "Heh-"

After a pause, he continued, "Young man, do you need me to teach you what it means not to waste food, and the knowledge that wasting food is shameful?"

Lin Zhaoxia finally raised her eyes slightly at this time.

As a result, four eyes met by accident.

The other party's eyes were incredibly deep, and this exchange of glances made Lin Zhaoxia feel particularly empty inside.

But it's because she has a hat with a big brim that can directly cover all her emotions as long as she lowers her eyes.

So he lowered his eyes very naturally, avoiding Yang Moyan's gaze, and started talking nonsense seriously, "Don't be so serious, brother, you can also understand, I'm here again for those who haven't The guests who order these meats will taste the taste for them first."

As soon as these words came out, the corners of Yang Moyan's eyes twitched.

Even the waiter who is of good quality, who has always maintained transparency by the side, listens to everything the customer says, and only shows his original shape except when he is used, can be said to be very serious when he hears Lin Zhaoxia's serious nonsense. After the shameless words, the corners of his lips twitched fiercely.

By the way, young man, is it true that you are so forceful and unreasonable?

But in the end, Lin Zhaoxia still didn't order a lot of meat.

After all, she couldn't finish eating by herself, and neither could Yang Moyan.

So I ordered a few usual dishes and some suggestions from the waiter, and it was over.

The last one left is the bottom material of the hot pot.

But before that, Lin Zhaoxia held the menu, stretched out her hand and lifted the brim of her hat again, making sure that her eyes were all exposed, and then looked at the person opposite, "Do you want to order something?"

In the end, the other party just glanced at her lazily, and threw out a sentence, "I will eat whatever you eat."

Gee.

Lin Zhaoxia felt that the other party was not talking well again.

As soon as the menu was closed, she said without thinking, "Spicy pot."

The waiter also saw that the relationship between the two was completely centered on the boy with the peaked cap, so after hearing the boy's words, he nodded and pressed the ordering device in his hand almost without thinking. At that time, another person who was sitting opposite the young man with a cold and indifferent attitude looked directly at him. His cold gaze seemed to contain an absolutely stunning aura, which directly made the waiter press the finger that was about to be pressed down. He paused.

Then I heard the indifferent voice think again, "People with poor stomach and intestines, learn how others eat spicy food."

Lin Zhaoxia raised her eyebrows, "If hot pot doesn't eat spicy food, is it still called hot pot?"

"Clear soup is also called hot pot." Yang Moyan retorted lightly.

"But that nature has changed."

The corners of Lin Zhaoxia's lips rose, and she smiled wickedly.

Yang Moyan was unmoved in the slightest, but seemed to be thinking, "Mandarin duck pot."

The three words were almost finalized, and Lin Zhaoxia didn't even have time to rebut. She turned her gaze away from the young man, and then glanced at the waiter indifferently.

'Da', the finger just pressed it down, as if it was completely out of the waiter's control.

The ordering session ended here, but the waiter only felt his scalp tingling.

Especially that high-cold young man who felt extremely indifferent all over his body, he really felt an extremely oppressive feeling when he glanced away.

(End of this chapter)