"You think too much. This is an ordinary music score. Come and try this appetizer." Ji Mo smiled and took a small dish with fresh color into her small plate.

Qi Shaoqin looked at the green color, "is this seaweed?"

"Nourish your face, eat it, it's good for you." Ji Mo said, looking at her patiently.

Qi Shaoqin frowned. "You said there were delicious food transported by air from abroad today. I just gave you face to eat, but will you send me with grass?"

"It's just an appetizer. There will be more delicious later. The chef will bring it right away. Try this first." Ji Mo explained to her patiently.

Qi Shaoqin is really hungry. Although the small dish is not as attractive as the meat dish, Ji Mo's eager eyes really make her wonder how delicious the seaweed is.

He picked it up and put it into his mouth. Qi Shaoqin immediately frowned, "you liar!"

She wanted to spit it out and heard Ji Mo say with a smile: "this thing is more expensive than other ingredients. It's a pity if you spit it out."

Qi Shaoqin's face suddenly looked a little ugly.

But she doesn't vomit now, nor does she vomit now.

This is not her favorite taste, but Ji Mo said it is more expensive than other ingredients. It's a waste to spit it out.

I had to swallow it with dissatisfaction.

Ji Mo handed her hot tea with satisfaction, "drink refreshing tea."

"When will the main course arrive?" Qi Shaoqin felt that he could not be fooled by him. When he was full of tea, he had no stomach to eat delicious food.

Ji Mo seems to be able to see through her careful thinking, "one minute at most."

As Ji Mo finished, Qi Shaoqin didn't pick up tea to drink. He just looked bored and waited, and didn't find a word to talk to Ji mo.

Ji Mo didn't speak to her.

For a minute, they both sat in their respective positions.

Ji Mo's sitting posture has always been impeccable. On the contrary, Qi Shaoqin's sitting posture forms a sharp contrast with Ji mo.

Her sitting posture is very casual, and she doesn't appear to be a lady enough. If other celebrities want to see her, they must laugh at her.

However, Ji Mo never seemed to correct her sitting posture, but would appropriately remind her not to eat more when she was about to eat.

For a minute, not much and not much. Qi Shaoqin watched the cook line up with delicious food. Her eyes were about to fall off.

The fragrance overflowed, and with the ethereal singing, she felt her appetite was open today, as if all her troubles had been swept away.

His face is full of joy and happiness.

Ji Mo looked at her and couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks. He seemed to be embarrassed about which to eat first. Finally, he chose a sea cucumber that she seemed to think was the best to eat.

"How delicious!" her satisfied nose wrinkled.

"You like it." Ji Mo slowly took a sip of tea. Compared with Qi Shaoqin's desire for food, he seemed particularly calm. It seemed that this table of food could not enter his eyes at all.

Only the picture of a lively little woman enjoying delicious food in front of him made him feel happy and difficult to move away.

Qi Shaoqin didn't notice Ji Mo's subtle expression at all.

She has devoted herself to these delicacies.

When I felt that I had some support for the food, I raised my head and was caught off guard opposite Ji Mo's four eyes.

"You haven't eaten a mouthful?" she looked at him in surprise.

Indeed, the dishes and chopsticks in front of him were clean.