Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 289 You have to have confidence in yourself
As soon as Yan Qing said it, Xinmeng immediately had a lot of delicacies in her mind, each of which was waving at her, and her stomach made an untimely sound again.

Xiao Lang was silent for a moment, suppressed a smile, and stretched out his hand to her: "Let's go down."

The involuntary handsome look came into view, and Xinmeng was immediately ashamed and annoyed, and waved his hand away without thinking.

She didn't dare to say it, but she was secretly blaming Xiao Lang in her heart.

If it hadn't been for him pestering her and wasting a lot of time, she would already be sitting in the private seat in the Yingbin building and feasting, maybe she would be full, and she would still have a belly growling like a drum, provoking his ridicule.

But the culprit has no consciousness of knowing his mistakes at all.

In terms of the food she was about to eat, she didn't bother with him anymore.

Seeing that she was still a little angry, Xiao Lang didn't force it, and knowing that she obeyed the etiquette and would not overstep, so he walked out and got out of the carriage first.

As soon as she turned around, Xin Meng had already got out of the car following closely behind.She looked up, and sure enough, she saw the golden lacquered signboard hanging high in the Yingbin Building.The carriage was actually parked on the side of the road facing the gate of Yingbin Building.

Yan Qing took the initiative to knock on the door.

"Yan Qing, you are so weak!" Xin Meng cursed angrily in her heart.Yan Qing had always given her the impression of being expressionless, but loyal, and it was only today that she found out that he was also a black-bellied person.

When parking the car, he only needs to say "the welcome building is here", and nothing else will happen.

At that moment, Xin Meng stared at Yan Qing's eyes with a little more coldness.

"Yan Qing looks good?"

The question that came from her ear surprised her, and Xin Meng turned her head to meet a pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes.Xiao Lang didn't wait for her to answer, and joked again: "Better than me?"

Frowning slightly, Xin Meng said solemnly: "Although Yan Qing looks good, you must have confidence in yourself, Eighth Prince." After finishing speaking, he left him and walked towards the opened gate of the Yingbin Building.

Xiao Lang was startled, then laughed.His Mengmeng is an intelligent woman who recognized the implication of his words and answered him in such a special way.

The woman he loves, and his most trusted servant, should be friendly, not enemies.

After catching up with Xinmeng, Xiao Lang couldn't help but hold her hand, interlocking his fingers, and walked into the Yingbin Building together.

The shopkeeper greeted them personally, and welcomed the three of them to the private seats on the third floor. After pouring hot tea, they hurried downstairs to pass the dishes.

But after a while, there were footsteps on the stairs, and the shopkeeper and the chef came upstairs one after the other, personally brought trays of steaming dishes and rice, and a pot of warmed Huadiao wine.

After the meal was set, the two of them didn't say much, bowed, and stepped back one after the other.

It is worthy of being a product of Yingbin Building. Even after a serious meal, the dishes made are a combination of meat and vegetables, and the color, fragrance and taste are complete, not sloppy at all, and even more delicate and delicious.

Taking a quick look at Xiao Lang, Xinmeng knew that she was entrusted with the blessing of his master behind the scenes.

Xiao Lang picked up the chopsticks and picked up a crystal shrimp.

Seeing Xiao Lang picked up his chopsticks, Xinmeng, who was already hungry, couldn't care less about restraint, picked up a piece of fried chicken mushrooms and was about to eat, when there was an extra shrimp in the bowl.

Looking up to meet Xiao Lang's smiling peach blossom eyes, she quickly thanked her and started to eat.

Although she eats fast, the etiquette she has cultivated since she was a child has not diminished at all, and there is a three-point generosity and three-point elegance in her willfulness.

She had almost eaten, and there was an extra bowl of water shield soup in front of her, which was scooped up by Xiao Lang himself.

(End of this chapter)