Ye qingge smiled faintly. She did not look surprised or amused by the nickname.
"Hello, young master Feng!" After all, he couldn't really be called a lunatic like Nancheng.
His surname is also Feng! It should be a coincidence ...
"Hello, little Yezi!" Feng Xi greeted him casually, he already had his own plans.
At this time, the dishes had been served. Li beixiao did not drink, and the others did not drink either.
Just as the manager was about to leave, li beixiao spoke in a deep voice.
"Give me a cup of brown sugar water!"
"Yes, Mr. Li!"
The manager saw the only lady and immediately understood.
This was the first time she had seen a woman at Mr. Li's dinner.
Ye qingge heard li beixiao's words and knew that the brown sugar water was for her.
She thought about how she had slept so soundly last night, and it seemed that her lower abdomen was still warm from the heat of that palm.
