Muyin took a sip, smacked his lips, and unconsciously raised the corners of his lips: "Is this delicious? What is it?"
Bu Liangcheng stretched his neck to take a look, couldn't help blowing his beard and glaring, and shouted at the waiter: "My little ancestor! That's a tonic I spent a lot of gold to buy. Where did you dig it out..."
"Just flip through it." The waiter raised his eyebrows proudly, not looking at Bu Liangcheng's tearful look, and went straight back to the counter and "concentrated" on cleaning.
When they came here, Yuan Hongxi didn't say much and said to Bu Liangcheng: "I'll help Yin'er to see how her fetus is doing. When will she give birth?"
"...Shouldn't we talk to Liu Mo about this kind of thing?" Bu Liangcheng said weakly.
Yes, Muyin wanted to say the same thing.
Staring at Bu Liangcheng, Yuan Hongxi looked at Muyin's belly and said: "Liu Mo can only calculate an approximate date, but as a divine calculator, it is better for you to do the calculation. I hope that no matter what happens that day,
, we must all stay by Yin'er's side."
"This way..." Bu Liangcheng felt that Yuan Hongxi was so considerate to Muyin, and couldn't help but burst into tears. He patted his thigh and said, "Let me do the math!"
After that, he asked his little boy to go get the food.
Le Dian Dian took out the props for divination, and the waiters gathered around to watch with great interest.
In the blink of an eye, Muyin drank the bowl of soup. Seeing her finish the drink, the waiter chuckled: "Do you want some more?"
Muyin was about to say "Okay", but Bu Liangcheng said "Turn your elbows outward" and swallowed it back.'
Seeing him looking so distressed, Muyin was really worried that he might make a miscalculation. Nodding towards the waiter, she said, "No, thank you."
"Yeah." The waiter scratched his head in embarrassment and smiled shyly.
Bu Liangcheng scolded again: "They are all pregnant! They already have a prince! Are you flirting with me or what?"
"...Look at you, your hometown accent is coming out." The waiter looked at him dissatisfied and snorted twice, "It's your fault An Xin, otherwise the prince..." After saying that, he handed Bu Liangcheng a
Eyes.
Bu Liangcheng took a look at Yuan Hongxi's intimidating expression and couldn't help but shrink back. He stretched out his hand and honestly touched the divination tool in front of him, and counted for Muyin.
Muyin felt bored, so she started chatting with the waiter. He remembered that the waiter still looked like he was about to get fucked when he saw her before, but now that he saw that she was pregnant, his attitude was much better.
"Xiaoer, what's your name?" Muyin asked in a tone while looking at Bu Liangcheng doing calculations.
Scratching his head in embarrassment, the waiter chuckled: "Didn't you just call my name?"
"..." Muyin stared and asked doubtfully, "Could it be... called Xiaoer?"
"Right?" The waiter narrowed his eyes and smiled.
Twitching the corner of his mouth, Muyin said: "Who gave you this name..."
"Hey." Nunu mouthed, and the waiter looked at Bu Liangcheng, "That's him."
"..." Bu Liang Chengzhen knew how to choose a name.
"What he said was that 'Xiao Er' is a concise and concise name that is easy to make a living with." Xiao Er obviously didn't like this name either, but he was used to it, so it didn't matter.
It's just that when I hear someone calling me "waiter" when I'm eating out, I will react immediately and respond cheerfully, but people will think I'm crazy...
As soon as Bu Liangcheng saw the waiter chatting with Muyin, he threw away his hands and pouted: "Don't forget it! You guys are chirping next to me, how can I calculate it!"
Yuan Hongxi raised his eyebrows and glanced at him: "Will you say it again?"
