100 styles of Sheng Shao's wife

Chapter 1205 The Most Unwanted Thing
In the Ferrari, Liang Nuoqi turned her eyes and complained, "Don't be like this in the future, how bad is it for people to see? There are many people with idle talk, I don't want to be talked about!"

"What's there to talk about?" Nangong Mo looked at her and expressed his point of view, "I'm in Haibei all day long, and I can't keep an eye on you all the time. I just want to tell you Liang's men not to beat you You are my Nangong Mo's woman!"

"Childish!" Liang Nuoqi asked aggressively, "Who doesn't know that we are together now? Is there still a need to announce it like this?"

"After all, the wedding hasn't been held yet." He said leisurely, "After the wedding is held, I can keep a low profile."

Forced marriage again?

But Liang Nuoqi didn't reject it this time, after what happened last night, she hoped to marry him.

"Nuo Qi, the renovation of the new house is almost done, and I'm starting to plan for our wedding." Nangong Mo turned to look at her, "I'll ask the parents of both parties to meet formally some other day, and pick an auspicious day to organize the wedding. right?"

Liang Nuoqi didn't directly refuse this time, she seemed to be lost in thought.

"What do you mean by not talking?" Nangong Mo held the steering wheel with one hand, freed his other hand to hold her left hand, and turned his eyes to ask, "Do you agree?"

Nuoqi looked sideways and looked at him cautiously, "Let's wait until your father's birthday is over and see how your family is feeling. After all, it's not appropriate to mention a wedding at this time. Shuwen's mother hasn't fully recovered yet. Check back in a few days."

"Okay." In order to be able to be with Nuoqi, Nangong Mo tried his best to compromise and made great concessions in front of Shuhui's mother and son. Now he only wants a family and everything is going well.

He knew that if the problems of his father's generation were settled, he and her little family would be happy.

After a while, the Ferrari stopped downstairs in a restaurant owned by Haibei.

"It's here." Nangong Mo said while unfastening his seat belt.

Liang Nuoqi also got out of the car with him, she had never been here before, she looked up at the signboard.

Nangong Mo walked around the car and walked to her, put his arms around her shoulders, and led her to the antique main gate, "This is under Haibei's banner. Recently, three top chefs have been hired. I heard that the business is about to catch up with Tianjiao." Yipintang, a food brand under the international banner."

"Really?" She was happy for him, and walked in with him, "It's amazing!"

"Mr. Mo, Miss Liang." Someone greeted them at the door, and handed them a room card with both hands, "Please come inside."

Nangong Mo nodded politely to the employees, Liang Nuoqi also smiled and gestured, calm and polite.

Then the two passed by the passing passengers and walked into the exclusive elevator.

"It's actually under Haibei's banner. I'm actually very surprised." In the elevator, Nuoqi turned to look at him, saw that his complexion was normal, then reached out to probe his forehead, and found that his body temperature was also normal, so she also Completely relieved.

He smiled at her with a gentle voice, "I have been developing catering for the past six months, and I am very interested in this aspect."

"I'm also interested. I really think people depend on food, and food is a big deal. A good food can bring a good mood."

Ding, the elevator stops and the door opens.

Nangong Mo put his arms around her shoulders and led her out of the elevator, and then stopped in front of a certain private room. He swiped the key card, and the exquisite door opened in response, and a smell of vegetables wafted out, arousing people's appetite.

The room is not big, it is quite spacious for dining only, the layout is simple but unique in style.

A hanging crystal lamp exudes faint light, and 8 dishes are placed on a square sandalwood table, steaming, beautiful in shape and gorgeous in tableware, which can be called a kind of art.

The table is placed by the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a wide view, and two scarlet sofa chairs are placed on both sides of the table.

"Sit down." Nangong Mo smiled, this was the lunch he was looking forward to.

"Yeah." Feeling very hungry after smelling the aroma, the girl sat down unceremoniously, "It looks great, is it from the chef's hand?"

"Of course, today I brought you here to taste their handicrafts." Nangong Mo sat down opposite her, "Nuoqi, would you like some rice?"

"A little bit." She raised her eyes and blinked her watery eyes, "There is a two-hour meeting at three o'clock in the afternoon, no way I will faint from hunger, and I can't eat snacks, maybe I don't even have water drink."

The corners of his lips twitched, "Is your company so difficult?" He opened the thermos and filled her with some food, "Is it enough?"

"Enough is enough, thank you, it's not difficult, the situation is special, the meeting will hold people accountable, I'm afraid everyone will sit upright, who dares to move?" She took the bowl and put it on the table in front of her, and then watched the eight dishes again. dishes, "Did you order all of this?"

"Yeah, this is the eighth signature dish here. I was worried that you would say I wasted it, so I only ordered eight. If you think the taste is okay, let's try other ones next time."

"There are a lot of eight dishes, and there are only two of us, so what a waste if we can't finish them." Nuoqi asked again, "Do you know these dishes?"

"I know it, but I haven't eaten here. I tried it in France before." He also served himself a bowl of white rice. "This is creamy mushroom soup, and this is mille-feuille."

"I know this one." Liang Nuoqi leaned forward slightly, pointed with silver chopsticks, "Is this steamed fish on baking paper?"

"Yes." He nodded affirmatively, "These are famous French dishes."

She said proudly, "Because I can do it, and I also like to eat it."

"You can do it?" He was surprised.

"Yeah." She was about to eat, "Let's eat, I have to go to Blue Moon Castle later, so as not to wait for the book."

"He's probably eating right now. Good food needs to be savored slowly, don't worry." Nangong Mo also picked up the silver chopsticks, and he took a piece of fish and sent it to her bowl.

"Don't take care of me, I won't be polite." She smiled and said to him, "I am most interested in eating, and I will definitely not be polite to you, I will eat all of them!"

He was very happy that she finally treated him as a family member, and she did not explicitly refuse the marriage proposal today.

After Nuo Qi finished eating the fish he brought over, she praised, "This fish tastes so good, you want to try it too? It turns out that I didn't learn the craft, but now I find that the fish I made is really bad."

Nangong Mo stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the fish, and he chewed it lightly when he put it into his mouth, the light in his deep eyes instantly lost.

"How is it? Does it taste good?" Liang Nuoqi was looking forward to his aftertaste, and then praised, "As expected of the chef you specially invited, he deserves the title of chef."

Nangong Mo's expression changed slightly. A second later, he swallowed the fish in his mouth. Is it delicious?Why does he feel that there is no salt?Is there no salt or... has he lost his sense of taste?
Facing the table full of delicious food, Liang Nuoqi didn't pay close attention to his expression.

"This soup tastes good too, let me try it!" After drinking a spoonful of it herself, she filled another half bowl and handed it over to him. "It shouldn't be cheap to have a meal here, right?"

(End of this chapter)