College Storm: Beautiful men are not easy to mess with

Chapter 127 Private Stove
Si Yue rolled her eyes, and she seemed right to think so.

"Okay, follow me."

The three of them followed the sidewalk and headed in the opposite direction of Langtaosha Food Hall.

"Sister, where are we going to eat?"

April grinned: "Private dining room."

"Where is that place?" Song Jiao frowned.

"Just follow along, aren't you afraid that I'll sell you out?"

Song Jiao glanced at Si Yue: "I was just wondering where the restaurant is. Did Si Yue forget to bring the bus fare again?"

"You can rest assured about this, I will not be polite."

Wanwan couldn't understand the reason for the conversation between the two.However, she was sure that the private restaurant that April mentioned was not far away.

Just turned a big bend, passed a row of Qilixiang, and stopped in April.

In the newly opened restaurant, the four big characters of "private stove" are hung on it in black and bright.

The three of them stopped and looked up.

"When did you open a private stove here?" Wanwan thought about when was the last time she went to Langtaosha. At that time, there seemed to be no buildings here.

"It seems to be two months ago." Siyue is not very sure, anyway, the affairs here are not under her control.

"However, it seems that it hasn't officially opened yet, right?" It is basically not an ordinary person who can afford to open any shop in such a prime location. At that time, various magazines and newspapers will definitely be invited to report it. However, this private stove she Haven't seen any reports of openings at all.

"Anthracene, come try the dishes." Si Yue said and walked forward.

"Miss, why are you here?" A middle-aged man with glasses who was busy inside was slightly surprised when he saw Si Yue's appearance.

Si Yue smiled: "Uncle, I'll bring my classmates to try the dishes."

"Isn't the young master here?" The man held his glasses and smiled warmly.

"Brother will come again next time. We are looking for a place to eat now, so we came here after thinking about it."

"Then I'll ask someone to take the lady there first." After the man finished speaking, he called the waiter and brought the three of them over.

"Yo, your family is responsible for the relationship?" Song Jiao pouted, not wanting to come here to try the dishes so calmly.

"Sister, aren't you satisfied? You don't need to pay." Si Yue laughed.

"It's really good not to have to pay." Song Jiao sighed: "However, your father"

Si Yue smiled, yes, Song Jiao collected her information, so he naturally knew about her: "It's okay, my brother will settle it."

"Is Si Yue's brother also omnipotent?" When Wan Wan said this, she thought of two people, Nalan Fengzhen and Qiao Ye.

Siyue smiled, with that proud look as if someone praised herself: "Yes, omnipotent."

"Miss, this way please." The waiter kept smiling and welcomed them inside.

The scale of the private stove is very large, and plants surround each table in a well-arranged way. In the middle is a small stage with a small piano on it, and a guitar and a violin next to it.

Where Si Yue and the others were sitting, the withered and yellow vines entangled into a chair at the door, with stones and a sense of sight. Wanwan reached out to touch it, and was surprised to find that these chairs were as soft as if they were made of high-quality cotton quality sofa.

"What are the catering features of the private stove?" Sitting on a chair, Si Yue raised her head and asked the waiter.

(End of this chapter)