Imperial City, the second floor of the Elegant Pavilion.
"Lady, this restaurant is really quite unique," Mo Hen looked at the so-called sofa placed in the middle of the second floor, always feeling it was familiar, and after a moment suddenly recalled, "Yo... Young Master, isn't this like the one you..."
Had made in the valley? Even nicer than this one!
Before she could finish her sentence, Ye Shaohua interrupted her, "Can't the cake shut you up?"
Mo Hen ate the cake with a sense of grievance, then pointed to the other dishes on the table and said, "Young Master, this is spaghetti, this is ice cream, this is fruit juice…"
