Inside the private room.

When Bo Yanyan saw Xu Qingcheng coming in, he hummed: "What are you talking to your father? Why are you so slow and slow?" As he said that, the little guy quickly looked behind Xu Qingcheng again, and then she blinked, "Where is my father?"

Before Xu Qingcheng could explain, the door was pushed open. Bo Zhifeng's tall figure appeared in the box. Xu Qingcheng looked down at the plate in front of him, but said nothing.

Bo Zhifu seemed to have ignored Xu Qingcheng's existence, and the ambiguity at the door disappeared suddenly. Bo Zhifu's eyes fell on Bo Yanyan's body with a gentle look.

Bo Yanyan waved to Bo Zhifu with excitement: "Dad, sit here."

Bo Zhixu smiled silently and walked towards Bo Yanyan, but Bo Zhixu did not sit next to Bo Yanyan, but Xu Qingcheng.

Xu Qingcheng was embarrassed in an instant because he happened to be sandwiched between Bo Yanyan and Bo Zhifu, and it was not on the left and right. The most important thing is that Bo Zhifu was around him, which puts too much pressure on Xu Qingcheng, which gave people a sense of coercion.

"This is a serving place. You can't let your aunt sit here. It's too rude." Bo Zhifu explained patiently when Bo Yanyan looked over.

Bo Yanyan said oh and nodded very well: "Okay, I understand."

Then Bo Yanyan didn't look at Bo Zhifu, picked up the menu and asked Xu Qingcheng: "Auntie, what do you want to eat? The shrimps here are delicious, and the crabs in this season are also very good. There is also this sauce-baked pork elbow, and the yellow croaker noodles are delicious..."

Bo Yanyan was introducing it seriously, and Xu Qingcheng smiled: "I'm not picky about food, just make a little bit of Yanyan."

Bo Yanyan was a child after all, so he didn't think much about it. He quickly agreed to what he wanted to eat. Bo Zhifu nodded and ordered the dishes calmly when the waiter came in.

I ordered Bo Yanyan liked it, but I picked out everything that Xu Qingcheng didn't eat inside, and then added a soup of fried bamboo shoots and bamboo shoots and fish heads for Bo Zhifu.

"Season onion and ginger, but at the end, remove all the onion and ginger, and do not add coriander." The thin rush-fried plum mouthed lightly.

The waiter naturally did not dare to neglect, so he quickly turned around and did as required by Bo Zhifu.

But Bo Yanyan held his chin and looked at Bo Zhiqian curiously: "Dad, you told me not to be picky about food when you eat. Why are you so picky about food now? You don't eat carrots, green peppers, and green onions and ginger. You didn't do that before..."

Bo Yanyan was so curious that he couldn't be more curious, and couldn't help asking Bo Zhifu.

And in Bo Yanyan's gorgeousness, the more passive person became Xu Qingcheng, because Xu Qingcheng knew very clearly that these were his own habits.

This is my favorite food for food, and I can’t eat it in the capital, but compared with Ancheng, it is naturally not as fresh as Ancheng. After a long time, Xu Qingcheng hasn’t eaten it for a long time.

Xu Qingcheng didn't know what the meaning of Bo Zhifu was doing this. Xu Qingcheng knew that Bo Zhifu was suspicious, but he had no evidence, so did he use this method to test himself?

Thinking of this, Xu Qingcheng didn't say anything, but Bo Zhifeng's gentle voice came: "Well, it's not right to be picky about food, so Yan Yan should not learn from his aunt's picky about food."
Chapter completed!