Chapter 83: Fireworks in the Clouds (1)
The two of them sit by the window, which is also the best viewing area in the whole restaurant. Looking down at the height of the hundred layers, there is a little trembling heart sutra. At this time, night has not yet fallen. The setting sun shines in, and the carpet glows, giving Ranyun the feeling of stepping on a fine piece of gold.
It is a Chinese restaurant that, although avant-garde, retains its quaint Chinese style. For example, at the doorway I just passed, the entire wall is full of translucent glass, and inside is the swaying posture of a few red fish, swimming freely.
Another example is where the two of them are sitting now, there is a screen in front and back, on which are hollow patterns of different shapes. A few screens stand out in this restaurant, only in this window viewing area, which sets off the charm of the money piled up behind here.
Probably the food had already been ordered, and not long after the two of them sat down, someone came over and served a few very authentic Chinese dishes.
"Eat and see, how it tastes."
Su Yanjue politely refused the waiter's action of cleaning the tableware for Ran Yun, and put the dishes and chopsticks in front of her by himself.
Ran Yun picked up the chopsticks and simply took a bite of the dish, and then it was out of control.
During the meal, there were always people who kept bringing all kinds of dishes to the table for two, Ran Yun was already full, and the action of serving the food still did not stop.
Su Yanjue poured a glass of red wine from the decanter and handed it to Ran Yun, "Red wine will stimulate your taste buds, you might as well try it." ”
Ran Yun had already eaten almost enough, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and then took a sip of the wine glass.
The rich taste of red wine instantly spread into her mouth, and she just wanted to open her mouth when she saw Su Yanjue in front of her who was also raising his wine glass, and the scarlet liquid was almost in his mouth.
"Wait a minute." Ran Yun stopped him, "You can't drink. ”
Su Yanjue did not drink, and after putting down the wine glass, he raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "You know? As soon as he finished saying this, he suddenly realized his expression again, "The last time I met Jane and they were drunk, you took me home." ”
Ran Yun nodded slowly, and the goblet in her hand was gently shaken by her, "Is alcohol allergy serious?" I heard Su also say that you sometimes need injections. ”
"Don't listen to him." Su Yanjue smiled, as if he didn't care about Ran Yun's words, "He just likes to expand things, but it's not that serious." ”
Ran Yun didn't speak, and there was obvious disbelief in his eyes.
"What I said is true, otherwise how could they have made me drink that night."
Saying this, the expression on Ran Yun's face loosened a little. But then, she reached out and grabbed Su Yanjue's big palm on the table, "Then you promise me that you will let me accompany you when you need to drink in the future." ”
Su Yanjue was stunned for a moment, I don't know if it was because of her sudden intimate movements, or her words.
Ran Yun always held Su Yanjue's hand, but he hesitated a little because of his silence and surprise. The sunlight outside the window gradually dimmed, and Su Yanjue's face was a little gloomy.
She jerked her hand back, a hint of embarrassment flashing across her face, "I'm sorry, didn't I interfere with you too much." ”
With the warm evacuation in his hand, Su Yanjue already had a trace of dissatisfaction. And Ran Yun's words made his heart feel like he had been beaten a few times with a heavy fist, "Of course not." As he spoke, he took Ran Yun's hand with his backhand and clenched it.
"I'm just, glad you said that."