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Mo Xiaoyu replied with an unnatural expression, "yes, it's fast enough."

After that, the salesperson put the things on the plate in front of them.

Mo Xiaoyu's first glance was to focus on the pan of fried French foie gras with wild berry juice in front of her. After seeing that a roasted Foie Gras was sprinkled with sour berry juice, Mo Xiaoyu was very disappointed and had an impulse to cry.

Just then, Han Junxi suddenly picked up an iron spoon and gently scraped the berry juice sprinkled on the foie gras onto his plate.

Mo Xiaoyu watched him do all this quietly.

"Are you..."

Han Junxi replied with a smile; "Don't you like sour food?"

"But don't you like it?" Mo Xiaoyu asked suspiciously.

Han Junxi smiled and replied, "did I say I didn't like it?"

While he was talking, the berry juice on the foie gras had almost been scraped clean by him.

Slowly took a sip with a spoon and put it into his mouth.

A faint smell of berries suddenly came to my nose.

I couldn't help but smell the blue berry juice on the spoon and said, "it's really delicious, but when I eat it, it will still have a sour and sweet taste."

"Come on, as long as there is sour taste, no matter how fragrant and attractive it is, I won't be moved." Mo Xiaoyu replied disdainfully.

With that, the knife and fork in his hand had been cut on the foie gras..

After cutting, he impolitely picked up a large piece of foie gras with a fork and put it into his mouth.

While eating, he praised, "it's delicious."

After listening, Han Junxi deliberately focused on the plate of French baked snails in front of her and said, "well, don't forget to have that plate after eating."

When he heard this, Mo Xiaoyu suddenly changed his face.

Duzhao mouth, sullen should say: "I don't care, that plate you want to eat."

"I eat? You're right. That's what you ordered. I only ordered this way." Han Junxi pointed to the plate of goose liver, duck breast and ham placed in front of him.

"Who asked you to scrape off the berry juice? You have to add this plate when you eat it." Mo Xiaoyu, who was guilty, began to cheekily play tricks.

Hearing her words, Han Junxi was frightened beyond belief.

Surprised should say: "you, how can you be so unreasonable? Why didn't you say it just now!"

Mo Xiaoyu replied with a sinister smile: "ha ha, I'm not a fool. If I said it in advance, would you pick up those berry juice to eat!"

"You..." Han Junxi was speechless with anger.

Mo Xiaoyu didn't buy it and continued, "ha ha, now you know what it means to have people outside. There's a day outside. Eat quickly. You're welcome."

Then he pushed the plate of French baked snails in front of him.

Han Junxi stretched out his index finger, shook it, and denied, "nonono, it's not someone outside people, let alone heaven outside the sky. To be exact, it's the most poisonous woman's heart."

When it comes to the last sentence, he gently picked his eyebrows and looked strange.

Mo Xiaoyu replied with a cold hum; "Hum, whatever you say, it's yours anyway."

Then, as if nothing had happened, he continued to hold the fork and cut the foie gras there.

Seeing her attitude so firm, Han Junxi sighed wordlessly.

Murmured: "now I finally understand why the advertisement says' women in love are Princesses'.