Wang Peirong glanced around the room again, her eyes pausing momentarily on the long sofa against the wall, before turning to Luo Feng: "Should we... should we have some wine?"
"Do you want to drink wine?" Luo Feng glanced at the sofa, seemingly unintentional.
Wang Peirong's face turned slightly red: "It's not... it's not that I want to drink, but... but I think since this is our first date, some wine would make it more atmospheric."
"That makes sense." Luo Feng pressed a button next to the table, and the waiter came in, asking respectfully, "Mr. Luo, what else do you need?"
"Bring us a bottle of red wine."
"Which brand would you like, sir?"
Luo Feng looked at Wang Peirong: "Which brand do you want to drink?"
Wang Peirong smiled softly: "Any brand is fine, let's go for a dry red; grape wines are too sweet."
"Then we'll have a Changyu Cabernet Gernischt."
After the waiter left, Luo Feng chuckled: "You won't find the wine I picked too cheap, will you?"
