Old Feng also walked towards the lobby.

However, as soon as he entered the lobby, Ying Qianqiu was excited to win: "Miss Feng."

He is very nervous, restrained, and even shy and blushing.

At first glance, I looked like a young man who had never seen the world or had never talked about.

"Hello, Mr. Win."

Feng Siyu took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

"Hello, hello."

Ying Dasha stretched out his hands, excitedly holding the fairy's hand greedily, wishing she would never let go.

However, Feng Siyu shook slightly and pulled her hand out.

Ying Qianqiu took a deep breath: "Miss Feng, please, in the second-floor restaurant."

As he said that, Ying Qianqiu touched his nose.

However, when he touched his nose, he took a deep breath.

It smells so good...
Chapter completed!