However, after Luo Fengtang came in, the first thing he did was to go over and close the window to block everything outside.

"Why don't you open the window? There are so many beauties outside!" Yang Ruoqing said in surprise.

Luo Fengtang said: "There's nothing interesting to see. We're here to make hot pot."

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows. At this moment, something exciting was being played outside. The men screamed excitedly like mad dogs and applauded like waves.

Yang Ruoqing said deliberately: "Since you are here, it will be in vain if you don't watch."

She made a move to go over and open the window.

Luo Fengtang stopped her, "I've seen the best, those vulgar things, and I'm not interested."

the best?

Are you talking about me?

Yang Ruoqing thought secretly, feeling secretly happy.

But as soon as a woman's pretentiousness comes up, she wants to ask questions knowingly.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand!" she said.

Luo Fengtang smiled and said, "Just pretend to be stupid. Come and sit down quickly. Don't mess around."

Like a well-behaved and docile little daughter-in-law, Yang Ruoqing obediently returned to his side and sat down next to him.

Soon, the waiter came in with shabu-shabu and a bunch of rich ingredients.

"Two guests, just you two, won't it be too boring? We have many girls here, pearls, emeralds, peonies, roses..."

Before Yang Ruoqing could say anything, Luo Fengtang waved his hand directly.

"No need." He said.

The guy also wanted to recommend some girls out of habit, so Luo Fengtang directly took Yang Ruoqing's arms and touched her lips lightly when she was caught off guard.

Then, he said to the waiter who was obviously startled: "Now, do you understand?"

The guy came back to his senses, nodded repeatedly, and then smiled ambiguously.

It turns out that these two guest officers are Long Yang...

"Two guests, in addition to the flower girl, we also have some young husband-in-law here. If you two are interested..."

Little husband?

Yang Ruoqing caught this word, is it that quacking pretty duck?

Her eyes suddenly lit up, while Luo Fengtang's head was covered with black lines.

He directly took out a piece of silver and threw it into the boy's hand, "Take this for you, shut up and leave!"

The boy took the silver, weighed it in his hand, and suddenly became excited.

After thanking him, he turned around to leave, but was stopped by Luo Fengtang again.

"Sir, do you have any other orders?" He bowed and asked.

Luo Fengtang stood up, walked to him, and rewarded him with another ingot of silver.

"It was at the door earlier... to calm you down, take it!" he said.

At that time, he held the man with a knife. The man only begged sincerely, but did not kneel down immediately.

Luo Fengtang himself is the kind of strong man who stands upright, a real man, and he admires such people.

"Go!" Luo Fengtang patted the guy on the shoulder again.

His shoulders came back to consciousness, and something touching seemed to flash through his eyes.

He bent down and bowed again to Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing, then put away the money and left the private room.

Luo Fengtang returned to the dining table. Here, Yang Ruoqing had already picked up the chopsticks and put various ingredients into the mandarin duck pot.

"Your show of affection is too big. The way the guy looks at us has changed!"

While she was placing the dishes, she glanced at him from the corner of her eye and said with a smile.

Luo Fengtang looked disapproving and said, "You are my wife. It is only natural for me to kiss my daughter-in-law in public. Even the emperor has no right to interfere."

Yang Ruoqing cooed, then nodded and said, "Well, that's indeed the truth, but a certain hero, did you forget my outfit when you showed off your affection? Ah?"

After her reminder, Luo Fengtang's eyes fell on her and he suddenly realized.

She was dressed in men's clothing... No wonder the waiter immediately changed his mind and recommended the young husband to serve...

Luo Fengtang was ashamed.

He grinned, then looked at Yang Ruoqing and said, "Even if my wife is a man, I would still like it, hehe..."

"What?"

Yang Ruoqing paused while pressing the spinach with her chopsticks. She turned her head and stared at him, her mouth so surprised that she could fit an egg into it.

"I'm timid, hero, don't scare me!" she said.

Luo Fengtang still smiled, then picked up the chopsticks, picked up a handful of bean sprouts and put them into the soup.

"Stop talking, come and have some fun!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing thoroughly enjoyed this hot pot meal.

The mutton, beef, duck intestines and chicken hearts are all poured into the hot and spicy soup.

At this high temperature, it really takes just a moment to get cooked.

The small plates of different shapes on the side contain sauces with different flavors, sesame sauce, peanut butter, garlic sauce, spicy, spicy, as well as sauce made with chicken soup and tomato paste, minced meat and shrimp sauce...

Coriander foam, chopped green onions, minced garlic, chili peppers, etc. are all available.

In addition, Luo Fengtang also ordered a fruit platter and a snack platter.

What I drank was rock sugar fetal chrysanthemum tea.

This hot pot meal was so satisfying that it completely satisfied Yang Ruoqing's taste buds and internal organs.

While Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang enjoy delicious food and experience the fun of life,

In the Cao family in the same city, Young Master Cao is experiencing the most painful thing in his life.

The finger was broken, but it was the young boy Xiaopang who carried Mr. Cao into the house.

When Cao Zhengkuan saw his son unconscious, with his face beaten into a pig's head and one of his fingers broken, he was so angry that he was furious.

I hurriedly called the government doctor to come over and treat the wound. The government doctor had a way to treat this wound, because it was all a skin injury.

But, this finger...

"Master, if I can find this finger, I can find a way to put it on the third young master," the doctor said.

Cao Zhengkuan grabbed Xiaopang and asked, "Where is the third young master's severed finger?"

The fat boy cried sadly, "I don't know, the little one was knocked unconscious as soon as he entered the house."

"Trash, where is that house? Take someone to find it quickly!" Cao Zhengkuan roared.

Soon, Xiaopang and the person he was looking for came back.

"Have you found the third young master's severed finger?" Cao Zhengkuan asked quickly.

The little fat man held up a handkerchief with trembling hands.

Cao Zhengkuan was surprised and quickly took it and opened the veil.

As soon as he opened it and took a look at the contents inside the veil, he was so frightened that he let out a low cry. When his hand shook, the contents in the veil fell to his feet.

"What the hell is this? I asked you to find the third young master's severed finger. Why did you come back with a piece of rotten pickled radish?" he asked.

Xiaopang shrank his shoulders and said in a trembling voice: "This, this is the third young master's severed finger, which was, was, cooked in hot pot..."

"What?" Cao Zhengkuan was stunned, so shocked that his eyes almost fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!