Chapter 342 Only for Me to See

The two went in all the way, and there was no one to lead the way or serve them.

Sheng Jingheng directly led Nanyue into an elegant room, which was furnished in a classical style, with screens, a small tea table specially used for making tea, and a few round wooden stools.

Go around the screen and go up another step, you can see the dining table for two.

Beside the dining table is an arched pear wood window, with gauze curtains hanging down, and you can clearly see the jagged rocks outside and the branches growing from the stone walls.

You can vaguely hear the sound of ding-dong running water, which is quiet and natural.

Incense is lit in the private room, on the one hand, it is elegant, on the other hand, it is probably to prevent mosquitoes.

After all, the windows are not covered, and a layer of gauze curtains can't block anything.

Nan Yue couldn't believe such a restaurant, the word "not expensive" that Sheng Jingheng said.

It's just that you have come, and you can't go back on your word.

Nan Yue covered her bag, thinking about this meal, it is estimated that she could eat up the production cost of a new song of hers.

Miserable or she is miserable.

Without changing his face, Nanyue opened the chair on one side of the dining table and sat down: "Is it true that you don't even need to order food?"

"Well," Sheng Jingheng saw that she was so self-conscious, he didn't intend to ask him to help at all, so he could only go to the other side and sit down by himself, "Before you come, everything is set, and the food will be served soon."

Okay, we can't pick the cheap ones anymore.

Not long after the two sat down, someone finally knocked on the door and brought in warm tea.

There is brewed tea as well as plain warm water.

Then, the dishes were served one after another.

After taking a sip, Nanyue's eyes lit up, and he forgot about the price.

In the past few months, she has eaten many meals, but none of them are as delicious as they are now.

It is clearly the same ingredient, and the same dish is made, but it is indeed several times more delicious than the ones I have eaten before.

Sheng Jingheng ordered six dishes, one soup, and the restaurant provided some appetizers, side dishes of vegetables, and some snacks.

Each one is delicious.

Nan Yue originally thought about what to talk about when he and Sheng Jingheng had dinner on such an occasion.

As a result, there is absolutely no time to talk now.

She doesn't eat fast, she always chews slowly and tastes carefully, and her posture is habitually very particular.

So, when Nan Yue finally ate to his heart's content and put down his chopsticks, he saw Sheng Jingheng sitting upright with a mobile phone in his hand, but he didn't look at her, but watched her quietly.

I don't know how long I have been waiting for her.

She subconsciously glanced at her phone, the time was nine o'clock in the evening.

They arrived just before seven o'clock. This is a full two hours?

"...Sorry, Teacher Sheng," Nan Yue put down his phone, feeling ashamed to see others, "I ate too slowly."

Sheng Jingheng looked at her, then at the clean plate, and laughed: "It's not bad for me to watch alone."

Nan Yue took the wet towel to wipe his mouth, then folded it in half to wipe his hands clean, and said helplessly: "It seems that I do have great potential to be a food and broadcast anchor."

"As long as you can be happy, you can do whatever you want." Sheng Jingheng picked up the phone, got up and said, "Let's go, I'll take you back, later, it will be midnight when we get home."

Nan Yue nodded and followed him out of the private room.

Jian went back the same way again, but still didn't meet anyone, and didn't see a place to pay the bill.

Nan Yue stopped at the door: "This restaurant, shouldn't it belong to the Sheng family?"

"Well, brother is playing." Sheng Jingheng looked back at her, with a little understanding smile hidden in his deep eyes, "If we insist on paying the bill, he won't be happy."