Leng Yejin opened his mouth and bit on a piece of meat. Tong Lu asked him, " "Is it good?"
"Barely, not as good as you." He said it very seriously.
Tong Lu's face and ears turned red. She pushed him away in embarrassment and mumbled,'can't this man be more serious? how am I delicious?'
There were many people in the hall, and they could not eat or talk leisurely. Occasionally, someone would come over to chat with them. Leng Yejin did not want to be disturbed, so he brought her to the small garden.
This was one of Yin Zhan's leisure and entertainment wineries. Even in winter, the garden didn't look withered. Instead, it was full of flowers and made for a romantic atmosphere. Under the warm outdoor street lights, there was a row of round tables for guests to eat and drink. Each table had an exquisite candle stand. The ambiguous candlelight made it look like a candlelight dinner.