The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

The breeze was blowing, the setting sun gradually disappeared, and the bright moonlight replaced it, leaving only a light pink color lingering in the sky.

The terrace is hung with strings of warm yellow lights. In addition to the refreshing scent of flowers and fruits, the air is also filled with the tempting smell of food, which makes people feel very happy.

Pei Zigui gentlemanly moved the chair away for Jiang Ruoli, helped her sit down, and then walked around the table and sat down opposite her.

The square table for two was covered with a white tablecloth and covered with passionate rose petals. The empty red wine bottle was uniquely transformed into a vase with a red rose in it, which was gorgeous and tempting.

The roses grown at home are mostly white, but also light pink. But tonight, in the exotic winery, all I can see are the passionate and eye-catching red of Ecuadorian roses.

The sommelier, wearing a black vest and a white towel on his arm, bent down and respectfully poured the specially selected aperitif for the two of them, which was the rose they had just tasted in the wine cellar.

The dishes were served one by one in the order of a French meal. The first dish served was the crispy bread, and the fragrant special foie gras sauce was placed in a separate small bowl. This is called an aperitif, an appetizer.

In addition, the waiter also served a tuna hot spring egg and vegetable salad.

Jiang Ruoli held his chin and watched Pei Zigui carefully select a piece of bread for himself and slowly spread foie gras sauce on it. Every frame was like a movie clip.

"Open your mouth."

The magnetic voice penetrated into the ears along with the evening breeze, making people feel numb.

Jiang Ruoli opened her little mouth and enjoyed the man's service with confidence.

"Why did you suddenly ask people to prepare these?"

She tapped the roses on the table, her fingertips touching the delicate petals, her clear eyes filled with autumn water.

Pei Zigui lowered his head and took a sip of his aperitif, but smiled without saying anything.

"What are you laughing at? I'm asking you."

Jiang Ruoli also took a sip with him. The aperitif was light in body and sweet in taste, making it a perfect appetizer.

Seeing the little fox's satisfied smile, Pei Zigui's face also became unusually gentle.

"No reason, I just like it. Why not try French cuisine when you come to France?"

As they were talking, the waiter brought another dish of French onion soup.

How could the young lady not have eaten French cuisine? She had been to Paris so many times. France is said to be the most romantic city. Many couples would choose French restaurants to confirm their relationship or celebrate their anniversaries. Thinking about it carefully, it was indeed the first time for Pei Zigui to enjoy French cuisine alone.

"I've eaten here countless times." Jiang Ruoli put his hand to his mouth and lowered his voice slightly: "But I think French food is too slow, just like the French, inefficient and slow."

Indeed, the French regard eating as an important matter. A formal French meal takes a long time, about 4 hours, and some even longer. It can be said that the whole night is spent at the table.

The first time Jiang Ruoli had French food was before she came of age. Her father and mother took her to a famous French restaurant in Paris. At that time, Jiang's father earnestly taught the little princess that she was about to become an adult and should not be easily deceived by a stinky man. If they really wanted to be together, it depended on whether the other party had the patience to accompany her to enjoy a whole French meal.

At the end, Mr. Jiang, who was working seriously in the company, almost burst into tears and kept saying, "My dear, only your father is the best man in the world for you."

However, at the end of the meal, the eldest daughter lost her patience first and hurriedly fled the restaurant after eating for two hours.

Pei Zigui naturally didn't know about this episode, but he immediately understood Jiang Ruoli's implication.

He stared at Jiang Ruoli's adorable little movements, his eyes softening into water.

"Don't worry, I've already told them in advance today to speed up the serving of the dishes."

While we were talking, the oysters, which were served as an entrée (appetizer), were served on the table, with sliced ​​lemon and a bottle of tabasco, which is essential for oysters, in the middle.

The sommelier also removed the aperitif and replaced it with a white wine that was more suitable for seafood.

The chilled white wine has a soft, slightly sour taste and a hint of fruitiness. It blends perfectly with the freshness of the oysters without any salty or fishy smell.

Jiang Ruoli likes it very much, and she likes to add some lemon juice and tabasco before eating it in one bite.

Glancing at the man who was sitting there drinking with dignity, she processed an oyster in her own way and handed it to the other side with a spoon.

"Come and try it, I think it tastes best this way!"

Pei Zigui obediently opened his mouth and let the little girl put the spoon into his mouth.

“Is it delicious? Is it delicious?”

Pei Zigui didn't have a big appetite for food, as many foods were just for filling his stomach. But he was infected by the girl's emotions, and he nodded, with a relaxed and comfortable smile between his eyebrows.

After swallowing the large oyster, he wiped his mouth and said gently, "Very good."

Hearing that Pei Zigui liked it, Jiang Ruoli enthusiastically prepared two oysters for him. This was a treatment that others could not even ask for. The man was naturally happy to accept it.

Since Pei Zigui had given notice in advance, the dishes were served fairly quickly.

The plat principal (main course) prepared for Jiang Ruoli was crab meat with Aquitaine Otella caviar, decorated with a circle of flowers and paired with another white wine.

Pei Zigui chose confit duck legs, also a famous French dish, paired with roasted potatoes and vegetables and his favorite red wine.

This is how you eat French food, different courses will pair you with different wines. But the wine in each glass is not much, just one-third, which is very suitable for a small drink.

But for someone like Jiang Ruoli who gets drunk after drinking a glass of wine, little by little, it adds up to a lot, his cheeks become hot, and the evening breeze gradually becomes warmer.

Seeing that the woman was already a little tipsy, Pei Zigui did not stop her this time. He just said calmly: "Don't drink too much. You will feel uncomfortable if you are drunk."

Jiang Ruoli shook his head and his movements became bigger and bigger.

"I'm not, I'm just fine now~"

The young lady placed her index finger and thumb a short distance apart, closed one eye, and winked playfully, which made people laugh.

"By the way, it's a good thing you didn't order the baked snails."

French baked snails, one of the top ten famous dishes in France, can be said that many people who go to French restaurants will order this dish. The French like to mix the cleaned snails with garlic butter and cook them with wine, adding thyme and parsley commonly used in Western cuisine. People who like this dish will like the chewy texture of the snails very much.

But Jiang Ruoli didn't like it.

It can be said that I really don’t like it.

"Did you know that I once had a dark dish of death in London?"

The little girl was obviously a little drunk, and her words were incoherent. Hearing her words, Pei Zigui frowned and said, "Don't say unlucky words."

Seeing Jiang Ruoli trying to stand up shakily, Pei Zigui quickly stood up and went over to hold him down.

"Want to go to the bathroom? I'll go with you."

In this state, he wouldn't let her wander around the winery alone.

But the little girl didn't play by the rules. She put her two white jade arms around Pei Zigui and kissed him directly on the neck.

"I don't want to go to the bathroom, I just want to show you looking up at the stars."

The delicate voice was obviously caused by drunkenness and unconsciously acting coquettishly.

Pei Zigui followed her strength and bent his head to make Jiang Ruoli more comfortable. He subconsciously hugged her and said in a deep voice, "Hmm? Starry sky?"

My clear eyes unconsciously glanced upwards. The night sky tonight was indeed beautiful, dotted with stars.

“You see, this is looking up at the stars.”

Jiang Ruoli held up his phone and insisted on showing it to Pei Zigui. On the screen was a dish that was difficult to describe in human language. The circle of small fish on it looked like they had died with their eyes open.

“Is this what you mean by looking up at the stars?”

"Yes, it's ugly and tastes terrible, just like baked snails, something I'll never touch again after having touched it once."

The girl became more and more excited as she spoke: "By the way, honey, have you ever eaten canned herrings?"

"Honey, I want to take a bath with rose petals tonight, so I'll use this red rose."

"Honey, are we going back to the hotel tonight? Or are we staying at the winery?"

"husband……"

Pei Zigui hugged the man and sat him directly on his lap. He pinched the little mouth of his husband who kept chattering away. His slightly hoarse voice sounded a little helpless, but when he listened carefully, it sounded a bit enjoyable.

"Baby, do you still want to eat fromage et salade?"

French meals usually include cheese. The French like to pair it with red wine or ham while chatting and tasting cheese.

There was also a cheese dish today.

Jiang Ruoli leaned on Pei Zigui's shoulder and shook his furry head.

The man called the waiter and whispered a few words to him. The person in his arms suddenly raised his head and looked at him, his drunken eyes sparkling.

"Honey, you looked so handsome when you spoke French just now. Speak a little more."

The drunk Jiang Ruoli was more enthusiastic and direct than usual. Being praised by his wife in front of outsiders, even though he knew that the waiter couldn't understand, a suspicious blush still appeared on Pei Zigui's face.

"If you're full, I'll take you back to rest now, okay?"

Jiang Ruoli refused: "I haven't had dessert yet, I've already seen that little cream cake."

Pei Zigui didn't know what he said to the waiter. As soon as the waiter left, he picked up his little wife and carried her horizontally, his steps becoming even more impatient.

The night is dark, the satin-like moonlight shines down, and the air is filled with the soft scent of flowers and wine, creating a romantic and passionate atmosphere.

"Ah, where are you taking me back to?"

"I'll take you back to take a rose bath."