"Okay." Mu Nanrui laughed, and then helped them pick up food for the mother and son.

Several dishes were almost swept away by Lan Lan and Lele. After eating, Lan Lan felt comfortable and burped invisibly: "It's really a big hotel, it's better than the dishes I cooked myself."

Lele touched her round belly and even burping was the same as her mother. These dishes were so delicious that they were much better than those made by her mother.

"Are you full?" Mu Nanrui asked docilely.

He only ate the dishes that Lele picked up for him, and kept watching them eat.

He remembered that his little fat had a bad appetite in the past, and he always had to think of ways to make her eat more. After not seeing her for five years, he didn't expect that she would become a cute "living bucket".

"I'm full of food for this meal." Lan Lan burped again, "I've earned it back what you owe me today."

"I owe you what I owed you? Have you made it back?" Mu Nanrui was confused by her.

"Forget it, I won't talk to you anymore." Lan Lan stopped Lele, "Baby Lele, are you sleepy?"

Lele shook his head. He is not a pig, so why can he get sleepy when he eats full?

"If you are not sleepy, then let's walk home later." It's only about an hour away from home. Walking back not only saves money, but also allows you to lose weight and exercise.

Lele nodded. He followed his mother for many years and was almost practicing a pair of small iron legs.

Mu Nanrui called the staff to pay the bill. When the waiter reported that the total consumption of xxxxx yuan was spent, Lan Lan was so shocked that she opened her mouth. This was a complete cheating. She just ordered a few dishes and spent such a big sum.

Thinking that if this large amount of money was given to her and Lele, they would have spent at least a year.

Lan Lan felt distressed and regretted it, and her intestines were almost green.

However, before the "scar" could be digested, the waiter released another bombshell.

The waiter said: "Sir, your son looks really like you."

"Thank you." This can be said to be the best and most popular praise Mu Nanrui has ever heard of.

"This is my son." Lan Lan quickly hugged Lele, as if she was afraid that someone would take it away.

"Madam, you are so humorous. Isn't your son the gentleman's son?" The waiter smiled and retreated politely.

"This is my son." Lan Lan emphasized to Mu Nanrui this time, "It has nothing to do with you."

"Don't worry, I won't steal your son." Mu Nanrui smiled gently. He could never do anything that hurt her.

"Do you dare?" Lan Lan said harshly, "If you dare to have a defiant thought, I will definitely beat you and cry and call you mother."

"..." Mu Nanrui laughed heavily by her words, and covered her mouth and coughed twice.

This is his little fat, and only his little fat has such great ability. No matter what he does, it makes him feel extremely warm, extremely happy, and extremely satisfied.

"But--" Lan Lan picked up Lele's face and looked at him seriously, then looked up at Mu Nanrui and looked again, "Hey, Mu Er, why do you look so much like my son?"

"It's Lele who looks like me." He must emphasize this point. It must be that his son looks like his father, so how can his father look like his son?
Chapter completed!