The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

Si Yi's car arrived at the restaurant earlier than An Chen's. When An Chen and the others arrived, Si Yi and the others were already standing in front of the restaurant.

If you don't know it, you may think it's a restaurant welcome. The restaurant I booked is not the kind of modern decoration from the outside, but a bit antique, like an old restaurant.

"Did you decide?" An Chen looked at Fu Yanxing and asked.

"No, Si definitely, and I don't know where I got it from. Anyway, I talked about it for a while, so I let him stay here. It just so happens that this shop has the roast suckling pig you want."

An Chen nodded, Si Yi and the others had already pushed the door open, waiting for An Chen and the others to enter.

"Boss, the private room we ordered is here." Si Si led the way. After entering the private room, the waiter followed him in. After confirming the dishes, the waiter went out to prepare.

"This restaurant is said to have been open for more than 40 years. It seems to be a restaurant handed down from the previous generation, and then renovated, but the style has not changed." Si Yi briefly introduced.

The serving efficiency of this restaurant is really fast. As soon as Si Yi finished speaking, a waiter knocked on the door and was about to come in and serve the food.

After the door opened, two waiters walked in carrying something together, but a scent entered everyone's noses as soon as the door opened.

"Hello, this is the roast suckling pig you ordered in advance. Other dishes are still being prepared, please wait a moment."

The two waiters put the roast suckling pig in the middle of the table, and then exited the private room.

The roast suckling pig exudes bursts of aroma. The sliced ​​roast suckling pig has been restored to its complete shape, and the skin is shiny and shiny, which is an attractive color.

Fu Yanxing picked up meat for An Chen from the pork leg, and the others moved their chopsticks too.

The crispy pork skin and the still tender meat blend perfectly in the mouth, no other seasoning is needed, it is delicious enough.

"It's delicious." An Chen glanced at the name of the store, and then firmly remembered it.

"Then eat more, just to grow some meat." Fu Yanxing picked up a lot for An Chen and put them on the plate.

"I'm really a standard figure." An Chen repeated.

Ling Han took a look at An Chen and Fu Yanxing, always felt a little strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, maybe he was thinking too much, so Ling Han turned his gaze back.

The waiter then brought up the cold dishes and drinks. An Chen had already taken off his mask and hat at this moment. When the waiter went out, he only felt that the person sitting in the middle of the private room looked familiar, but he couldn't remember it. Serving other tables, so forget about it.

An Chen said he wanted to eat it, but he didn't actually eat a few pieces. Although the roast suckling pig had roasted part of the oil, there was still a lot of oil left, and eating too much would make his stomach uncomfortable.

Fu Yanxing was right. An Chen did lose weight. On the surface, An Chen seemed to eat a lot, but in fact he only took a few mouthfuls. Desserts make people fat, but An Chen has a bad stomach and other problems in his body, so he can absorb it at all. no.

It was said that An Chen had a physique that would not allow him to gain weight, but in fact, he could not gain weight because of too many illnesses.

The cold dishes look delicious, but they have nothing to do with An Chen, because Ling Han is watching here, and Ling Han banned many things for An Chen, and it is precisely because of this that although An Chen's stomach problems are good, they haven't worsened.

Maybe it's because the dishes are all freshly made, so the speed of serving them is not fast. An Chen is holding a glass of warm coconut milk and drinking, keeping his eyes on the door of the private room.

very hungry! An Chen shouted in his heart.

Life cannot and should not be compared with others. What we have to pass is nothing but our own.