Tang Xiao had previously made an appointment with director Chu Yunchi at an exquisite and elegant barbecue restaurant.
As soon as she entered the store, Yun Nuan smelled the aroma of meat coming from the lobby booth.
She swallowed silently, feeling uncontrollably excited.
Today Tang Tang’s father is taking her out to a restaurant for a big dinner!
When they arrived at the door of a private room, Wei Siming knocked on the door to clear the way.
When the door opened, Chu Yunchi and Sheng Guangyi were already there. When they saw Tang Xiao coming with the little kid, they stood up to greet him.
Tang Xiao took off his baseball cap and mask and introduced the two uncles to Yun Nuan.
"This is the director who chose you for the film, Uncle Chu Yunchi, and this is the famous painter, Mr. Sheng Guangyisheng."
"Hello Uncle Chu, hello Teacher Sheng." Yun Nuan smiled sweetly and performed an elegant skirt-lifting salute to the two guests.
Sheng Guangyi was slightly surprised and praised: "I didn't expect that she is such a polite little princess."
Chu Yunchi was even more delighted when he saw Yun Nuan.
In the photo, he already thought she was quite charming, but he didn't expect her to be even better in person.
Mushroom head, cherry lips, fair and transparent face, with a hint of childish baby fat.
It's so soft and cute that you can't help but want to reach out and pinch it.
The most attractive thing is the pair of black eyes, which seem to have fallen into the bright starlight, bright and lively.
This is exactly the character image I wanted!
He patted the seat beside him and said, "Tang Xiao, bring the little girl over to sit next to me."
When Tang Xiao heard the call from her idol, she happily took her child to the table.
Wei Siming sat in the empty seat next to Sheng Guangyi and smiled politely at him.
Sheng Guangyi also smiled.
As their eyes met, Wei Siming's mind seemed to be enlightened. With a ding, a figure appeared on the water surface, and soon returned to calm.
No way! This person is actually a colleague from the God Realm?
Baihu had said before that many immortals had reincarnated as the little ancestor, and he believed it!
It was just that just now, he had a flash of inspiration, and it flashed so fast that he didn't see clearly who that figure was. Now that the other person also had a mortal body, he didn't know if he still had any memories of the divine world.
Wei Siming decided to give it a try.
He took advantage of the moment when Tang Xiao and Chu Yunchi were chatting to quietly touch Sheng Guangyi's elbow.
Sheng Guangyi turned and looked at him.
Wei Siming asked quietly, "Of the thirty-six heavenly caves and seventy-two blessed lands, where does Teacher Sheng live?"
Sheng Guangyi frowned slightly: "What cave are you talking about? What blessing are you talking about?"
Seeing his bewildered expression, Wei Siming asked again, "Could it be that you live in the Ninth Heaven and are some big shot?"
Sheng Guangyi shook his head in confusion: "Sorry, what is the Ninth Heaven you are talking about?"
"Hiss——" Wei Siming took a breath. He knew nothing about the blessed land and the nine heavens. Could it be that he had no memory like his ancestors?
He tried again with the space technique, and when time stopped, everyone in the room except himself stopped moving.
Emm... It turns out that it is very risky for a pure-blooded immortal to reincarnate into the lower world, and he even forgets who he is.
The space spell was lifted and everything returned to normal.
Sheng Guangyi's thoughts were still stuck in the last second: "Sorry, I don't understand what you said..."
Wei Siming returned to his indifferent attitude and had to ask the other party where his hometown was, how many people were in his family, and what time he went to bed every day, which made Tang Xiao unable to bear it any longer.
"Chef Wei, if you can't find a topic to talk about, why don't you just stop chatting? Just quietly help Bao Bao grill the meat, isn't it delicious? As her personal chef, you should have some personal chef awareness. Look, her mouth is almost watering."
Wei Siming looked up and saw that his little ancestor was staring at the sizzling pork belly on the baking tray with his eyes almost popping out.
Let’s put aside the identity of this colleague for now; the most important thing is to serve the foodie.
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