Chapter 1951 More than can

After Nalan Jun tried a mouthful of tofu meat, he found that it was surprisingly delicious.

This tofu dish can be called the craftsmanship of a five-star hotel chef.

Her eyes flickered, she coughed lightly, and said, "It's okay."

"Just okay?" Obviously, Leng Qirui was not very satisfied with this evaluation.

Nalan Jun actually wanted to say that it was not only possible, but also delicious.However, in order not to make the man too complacent, she refused to tell the truth.

"This taste is very suitable for Mu Mu. Of course, as long as he doesn't know that you made all the things on the table."

Hearing this, Leng Qirui frowned, and just as he was about to say something, at that moment, there was a sound from the entrance.

I saw Leng Zimu coming down at some point.The little guy walked into the restaurant with strides, and when he saw Nalan Jun, his whole body was filled with a smile.The next second, when he turned his eyes and found that there was another person in the restaurant, his face immediately collapsed.

When Leng Qirui found out that the little guy changed his face immediately after seeing him, his expression obviously became more cold.

This father and son, no matter when and where, will always look down on each other.Nalan Jun has long been used to this.But, no matter what, the level of blood relationship will always exist, so Nalan Jun pondered in his heart, what should be done to make the father and son change the status quo.

Just when Nalan Jun was thinking about it, the little guy ran over, took her by the little hand, and said, "Junjun, I'm hungry."

Hearing this, Nalan Jun raised his eyebrows, glanced at the dishes cooked by the man on the table, and then said, "The food has just been cooked, sit down, and I'll serve it for you."

Leng Zimu: "Okay."

So, the little guy sat down at the dining table, while Nalan Jun turned to go to the kitchen for leftovers.

Soon, when Nalan Jun finished his meal and came out, he saw that the little guy had already picked up his chopsticks and ate the dishes on the table.

Seeing this scene, she was stunned for a moment, then put the served meal in front of the little guy, and then asked, "How is today's food? Is it delicious?"

Leng Zimu: "It's so delicious, Junjun, as long as it's your cooking, it will always be the most, the best, the best."

Hearing this, Nalan was a little embarrassed.She didn't want to tell the little guy that she didn't make the things on the table at all.However, she knew she couldn't say that.

Leng Qirui was at the side.Seeing the little guy eating with satisfaction, as a father, he also felt very proud.I saw a touch of pride visible to the naked eye on his face.

Because it was already meal time, he was also hungry, so he pulled out his chair and sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and prepared to pick up vegetables to eat. Unexpectedly, before his chopsticks touched the plate, a meaty But the little hand moved the dinner plate over so that he couldn't hold it.

So, his face darkened, and when he looked up, he saw the little guy sitting across the dining table with the same cold face, and said to him unceremoniously: "This is not something you can eat."

Nalan didn't expect the little guy to be so protective of food.But soon, she thought of another possibility, that is, the little guy thinks that she made all these on the table for him, so others can't eat them.

Seeing the plate being moved, Leng Qirui smiled instead of anger, and asked coldly, "Tell me, why can't I eat?"

Leng Zimu: "Junjun made these for me. If you want to eat, you can do it yourself."
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muah.

(End of this chapter)

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