College Storm: Beautiful men are not easy to mess with

Chapter 212 When we met, I didn't understand love

After this special barbecue, the Yan family's young master has become famous on the first floor.Naturally, this fame refers to the internal staff of the first road.

Dazzling golden long hair, exquisite facial features, and moles on the eyebrows, this young master is a little too beautiful, and his tall and healthy figure is full of masculinity. In short, this young master is the kind of No matter whether he is regarded as a great beauty or a handsome guy, he has no disobedient appearance at all.

There is no elevator from the revolving restaurant on the top floor to the top of the building. As soon as Yan Qingge and Song Jiao came out, sharp-eyed waiters greeted them.

"Fourth young master, may I help you?"

Yan Qingge put her hands in her pockets, glanced over the head of the waitress and scanned the entire hall, with an air of dominance.

He turned around and asked Song Jiao: "How is it? Shall I go to the storage room with you to see what I want to drink?"

Song Jiao shook his head and smiled: "I want to drink champagne."

"Go and get two bottles of better champagne and some red wine, and have them delivered to the roof."

"Yes, Fourth Young Master."

"Wait a minute." Song Jiao called to the waiter who was about to leave, and looked at Yan Qingge: "Will this barbecue be greasy after eating? Don't you need to prepare something to break down the greasy stuff?"

"Tea?" Qingge frowned.

"Is there anything else? The tea is not good."

"Why don't you prepare some sour plum soup? It's sweet and sour, and it's very useful." The waitress suggested.

The two looked at each other: "Then take this."

After the waiter left, the two walked to the corner and looked down at the night scene below: "Actually, it's not that you haven't decided what to drink yet, right?"

Song Jiao smiled: "Is this revolving restaurant really suitable for dating? Yan, if you have a girl you like in the future, will you bring her here too?"

"Yes." So sure and without hesitation, Song Jiao looked sideways: "I thought you would say something disdainful, a woman."

Yan Qingge's rare relaxed smile: "Should I make it clear that I don't like men?"

"Could it be that you really like me?" Song Jiao jokingly raised his eyebrows.

"If it really becomes a couple, many people will be very happy, right?" Yan Qingge looked at the lights of Wanjia below, and suddenly thought of a person: "However, there are also people who will be unhappy."

"The happiest must be Aunt Yan." Some people would be unhappy with Yan Qingge's sentence, but I don't know if Song Jiao didn't hear it or ignored it on purpose.

"Uncle Gu is similar, but Aunt Song should not be happy to see such a situation."

Song Jiao sighed: "It is estimated that she would not be happy to see all the businessmen. According to the way she arranged, I will either marry an official or marry the second generation of officials."

"You said, we've known each other for so long, why don't we feel love?"

"Who knows, maybe, because we met too early, we met before we knew love."

"What about you now? Do you understand love?"
"Yan, I think there will always be someone in this world who teaches us the true meaning of love."

"It's too deep." He smiled: "It's been two years, and I seem to be more used to being called Ah Tong."

Song Jiao smiled and said, "I was forced to do this. I don't know why. It's okay for other people to call me Jing'er, but when you say the word Jing'er, I feel like I'm going to get goosebumps."

(End of this chapter)