"Is it because I don't want to go? Who knows how congested the Second Ring Road is at lunchtime? There are three intersections ahead. I shouldn't have listened to you and driven a sports car to show off!"
In the private room, the waiter handed over two menus.
Feng Yan took the pen and without much thought, marked the appetizer, side dish, soup, dessert and tea for two people.
"That's all. Go and make the arrangements."
It's difficult for a waiter to keep smiling. If it weren't for the good manners he'd been trained to do, he would have almost grabbed the menu and slammed it on his head.
He has no gentlemanly manners at all. How can he be worthy of dating such a beautiful girl?!
"Sir, this lady hasn't ordered yet."
Feng Yan was stunned for a moment. He had prepared breakfast for Su Ci these days and he actually knew her taste well.
Based on a comprehensive analysis of today's breakfast, morning tea, weather, humidity, amount of exercise... these dishes are the most suitable.
So he ordered Su Ci's as well.
But people's preferences are not static. He did consider it. Feng Yan pushed the menu over and said, "Sorry, take a look at what you want to eat."
Su Ci had difficulty making choices. She didn't even look at the menu and handed it to the waiter. "Just do as you say. I know Feng is a caring person."
The waiter took the menu attentively, thinking that this boy was really hit on the head by a falling pie in the sky, and the girl must have said this to save his face!
When will I be able to have a girlfriend like this young lady? The waiter was indignant because the soonest he could have one was in his next life, when he would be born as a boy.
When the dishes were served, as expected, every Su Ci liked them, and the presentation was quite exquisite.
that is……
"This is the seasonal vegetable and fruit salad for your order. I'll mix the dressing for you..."
"Put it down, I'll do it."
“Dry-aged steak…”
"Put it down, I'll do it."
"Rice with soft-boiled abalone sauce..."
"Put it down, I'll do it."
The waiter was confused. What's wrong with this gentleman? Doesn't he want to tip?
But they don't accept tips here, they only charge a 15% service charge! Even if the customer does the food themselves, they still charge the service fee.
Facing the waiter's puzzled and bewildered eyes, Su Ci smiled gently: "You go down first, he is used to doing things by himself."
The waiter smirked: "Good, good guest."
Feng Yan pushed the perfectly square steak in front of Su Ci and explained calmly, "I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. If it's not cut neatly, I feel uncomfortable."
is that so?
Su Ci nodded in understanding and cooperated by dipping the entire steak into the sauce before putting it into her mouth. She also followed the rules when eating and always kept the plate clean.
Feng Yan: "...Sorry, I have selective obsessive-compulsive disorder. You can eat whatever you want without any scruples."
He just thought the waiter was an eyesore.
The more he looked at her, the more he liked her.
Although she was a little too familiar, she always hinted or asked him to bring breakfast, desserts and snacks, afternoon tea, eat, take a walk, or study together.
But they are all small things that come easily.
Even if it meant having crab roe soup dumplings in the east and egg pan-fried dumplings in the west, running back and forth between the supermarket and the classroom during the 20-minute break, and rushing to the library after class to grab the best ventilation and light spot to save for her...
Feng Yan didn't find it troublesome at all.
She was really easy to please. This little favor could make her smile, and she treated him differently. She even invited him out for dinner to express her gratitude.
During lunch, Feng Yan hardly touched his chopsticks.
Just watching the girl across from him eat made him full.
I'm full of energy.
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