Of course it would be nice to see the little baby.
The old lady agreed without any hesitation.
Ji Yucheng asked the photography brother to use the intercom to ask where they were, and then he took the old lady and set off together.
Sang Mizhou found a random restaurant on the roadside and went in with his two little Zaizai.
Because the three of them have outstanding looks, and there is a photography guy behind them who is following them carrying photography equipment.
As soon as they entered, the boss guessed that they must be filming something and it should be some celebrity.
He immediately came over with the menu in person.
"Welcome, what do you guys want to eat? This is the menu, you can take a look!"
Then he waved to the waiters and asked them to bring towels and ice water.
Little Fubao obediently climbed onto the chair and sat down.
Sang Mizhou sat on the right, and Ji Xiaoheng sat on the other side of her.
In an instant, lightning flashed over her head.
Sang Zhouzhou looked at Ji Xiaoheng with a smile, pulled away the seat next to him and said to him: "Come on, Duo Le, sit here with me, so I can pick up some food for you."
[Hahahaha! Sang Mizhou, that's enough. You don't want to pick up food for him. You clearly want to separate him from the little baby. It seems that our little Duole's road to chasing his wife will be very bumpy.
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[Especially after Mr. Ji and Sang Mingzhou mentioned it twice, I feel that Sang Mingzhou is more on guard against Ji Xiaoheng. 】
[There are two major stumbling blocks in Xiao Duole's pursuit of his wife. One is Sang Mizhou, and the other is his father, hahahaha! 】
Ji Xiaoheng was also very shrewd and had no intention of going over. He replied calmly: "No, I will pick up the food for myself, so brother doesn't have to worry."
Sang Mizhou: "..." Did I want to pick up food for you? It's a beautiful thought. I wanted to separate you two!
Before Sang Mizhou could continue to dwell on this matter, little Fubao had already touched his belly and pursed his lips: "Brother, Fubao is so hungry."
Sang Mizhou suppressed what he wanted to say and glared at Ji Xiaoheng, who looked down at the menu in his hand.
"What is your signature dish here?" Sang Mizhou asked casually.
"The signature of our store is this, grilled lamb chops. Customers, you must try it."
Sang Mizhou nodded: "Then let's have what you mentioned. Don't make it spicy. We have two children here. Let's have steamed crucian carp, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried vegetables and kelp ribs soup."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
The boss took the menu and entered the back kitchen. He looked back at the door and whispered to the chef: "It seems to be filming for the TV station. Make the food larger. The portion must be sufficient. I will also cook the roasted lamb chops for them."
It’s a big portion. There can’t be any mistakes in terms of taste and hygiene.”
"good."
While waiting for the food, little Fubao propped up his little head, swayed his legs in boredom, and looked at the door of the store.
After a while, the aroma of grilled lamb chops wafted out of the kitchen.
Little Fubao moved his little nose, looked back in the direction of the kitchen, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow, brother, it tastes so delicious! Fubao really wants to eat it quickly!"
Sang Mizhou glanced at her and said nothing.
Ji Xiaoheng suddenly took out a chocolate from his coat pocket. Because it had been kept in his coat pocket and exposed to the sun and human body temperature, the chocolate had already melted slightly.