Who is your little wife? Su Man-F almost blurted out this sentence, but she didn't want to lose her temper in front of everyone, so she had to bear it.
And when did he order dishes from the proprietress?
Su Man-F turned her head and looked at the dishes on the table. Scallop chestnut porridge, jade dumplings, sweet and sour yellow croaker, vegetarian bean skin rolls and black fungus and pork ribs soup were all her favorite southern side dishes. This is in the Northeast, and these southern foods are not common.
Su Man-F has never been used to eating Northeastern dishes. Seeing the familiar southern dishes, her stomach, which was not hungry, actually felt a little greedy.
But how did he know her favorite dishes?
Seeing her confusion, Yan Feixi picked up the chopsticks and picked up a dumpling and put it in her bowl, and winked at her. "You can know it if you pay attention." Humph, sweet words. Su Man-F snorted in her heart. Seeing the appearance of the young couple, the proprietress couldn't help but smile with her hands covering her mouth, and didn't disturb them. She left after serving the dishes. Seeing that she didn't move her chopsticks, Yan Feixi urged her softly. "Eat, aren't you used to the food from the Northeast? I specially asked the boss lady to prepare some southern dishes. You can try them. They may not be so authentic, but they should be good." Su Man-F glanced at him. "You have been planning to pester me to eat with you?" Otherwise, how could the boss lady bring the dishes without seeing him ordering them? "Yes." Yan Feixi did not deny it, and his handsome face was still smiling. "Do you like these southern dishes that I specially asked the boss lady to prepare?" It was indeed to her liking, but she would not treat him well just like this. "Don't think that this can change anything." No matter how he tried to please her, it was useless. "Well, I know." Yan Feixi had a gentle face, and his eyes were full of indulgence when looking at her. He scooped a bowl of chestnut porridge, blew it gently to cool it, and then put it in front of her. "Eat it." Su Man-F pursed her lips, and after a while, she finally picked up the spoon and lowered her head to drink the porridge. And he smiled with tea eyes and served her the dishes with satisfaction. At least, she was willing to eat what he prepared, so he was satisfied. Su Man started to work on the perfume shop. The shop needed to be renovated, and she also needed to learn the techniques of growing spices. She had to listen carefully to the teachings of the Tang family master and planned to hire a few people in the northeast who were familiar with growing spices. Of course, she also had to send a few people from the Su family to learn. In addition, she had to think about who to choose from the Su family to manage the perfume shop. As for the waiters, she could directly find someone in the northeast. Yan Feixi was always by her side, asking about her well-being. No matter how cold she was or how she scolded him, she couldn't drive him away. Over time, most people in Mosha City knew that the eldest daughter of the Su family was going to open a perfume shop in the northeast, and that Mr. Yan of the Tang family had taken a fancy to Miss Su. Some people also told what they saw in the teahouse. Some people said that Mr. Yan was very good to Miss Su. No matter how bad Miss Su's attitude was, Mr. Yan was not angry, but only cared about making the young lady happy. Of course, the love words Yan Feixi said in the teahouse were also spread, and the hearts of the girls in Mosha City melted after hearing them. Yan Feixi is very famous in Mosha City. Many girls have their hearts set on him, so they are jealous and envious of Su Manfei. Some even went to the store to see her, and snorted disdainfully - she is not good-looking, and I don't know what is good about her, but Master Yan is so devoted to her. Hearing these words, Yan Feixi smiled, but his eyes were extremely dangerous, and he said, "To me, Manfei is good in everything. In my heart, no one can compare to her, so don't let me hear anyone say that she is not good, otherwise I will not be polite." This word spread throughout Mosha City, making the girls bite their handkerchiefs in anger, but they knew that Yan Feixi kept his word, and from then on they dared not say anything more in front of Su Manfei. Of course, Su Manfei also heard these rumors and sneered at Yan Feixi's words. He used to disdain to even look at her, but now no one can compare to her? Humph, hypocrisy! Of course she said this to Yan Feixi, and Master Yan just blinked and pretended to repent. "Man-F, I was young and ignorant before, so of course I couldn't see your goodness, but now it's different. I know how good you are, how likable you are, and I like you so much that I want to hide you from others." He said these sweet words without any shame, and after he finished speaking, he even kissed her on the face. Su Man-F was so scared that she slapped him with her hand and glared at him angrily. Unexpectedly, he covered his cheek and thought for a while, then offered his left cheek to her, looking at her eagerly. "Kiss the right cheek and you hit the right cheek, then I will let you hit my left cheek too, can you let me kiss your left cheek?" This, this rogue! Su Man-F was so angry that she couldn't speak, and there were snickers around. She just remembered that this was in a store, surrounded by decoration masters, and even people passing by the door stopped to look. "Yan Feixi!" For the first time in her life, Su Man-F was so angry that she wanted to hit someone. "Do you want to hit me?" Yan Feixi was surprised and felt wronged. "Okay, I'll let you hit me, but when you're done hitting me, you have to let me kiss your little mouth." He stared at that tempting little mouth with greed. Her lips were fragrant and soft, and kissed like candy wrapped in honey. His eyes were too fiery, and he didn't hide his evil thoughts at all. Su Man-F was so embarrassed that she kicked someone for the first time. "Oh!" Yan Feixi was kicked in the shin bone and shrank his leg in pain. "Man-F, if you want to kick someone, tell me first." It hurts. Analysis and forecast of China Merchants Bank stock trend and K-line chart