Sir, I will not marry!

Chapter 655 Miraculous Braised Pork Ribs

However, it doesn't matter to Mia whether it's her father or not.

Because of her attention, all her attention has now fallen on the braised pork ribs in front of her.

It's really delicious, isn't it?

Is it better than the magical sweet and sour fish?
Do you really want to eat it? !

Mia pouted her little mouth in dissatisfaction, and looked eagerly at Shen Lingye.

Shen Lingye said: "Go out."

Considering that the other party was still a child, it was rare for Shen Lingye to be merciful, and there was no need to use the word "scroll".

After speaking, he pulled out the chair and sat down, picked up a new pair of chopsticks, and started to eat.

However, the little guy who was ordered to leave had no intention of leaving, and she didn't speak, just staring at the half plate of braised pork ribs in front of her.

Shen Lingye had been on a plane all day and had meetings back to back, so she was too lazy to call for a child now.

But it seemed a bit difficult for him to carry the child out by himself.

He had never held a cub before, so he didn't know what posture to use to get this little meaty ball out.

However, this kid is still thick-skinned, so he just stays here and refuses to leave, his face is full of expectations and desires for the braised pork ribs in front of him.

Five minutes later, Shen Lingye couldn't stand the weird atmosphere, so he put the chopsticks on the table and looked at the little girl beside him.

This time, his eyes were a little more cold.

The tyrant has a special skill - the look can kill without leaving a piece of armor.

Those managers who have seen all kinds of big scenes will feel that their legs are weak and their bodies are weak after being so coldly stared at by the tyrant.Let alone a child.

Mia finally felt the warning from the uncle in front of her. She felt some kind of pressure from the bottom of his eyes, and she probably understood that the uncle had no intention of sharing the braised pork ribs with her.

Mia stared at the ferocious uncle in front of her for two seconds, and suddenly, she climbed off the chair by herself.

Only then did Shen Lingye look away, and continued to eat without distraction.

However, this child is probably destined to be extremely talented, just like a certain handsome guy, very different.

After being stared at by the tyrant, the child didn't look for his mother crying with his tail between his legs, but ran to the side coffee table.

With her back to Shen Lingye, she knelt down on the carpet with her calves, and buried her head there, not knowing what to do.

Shen Lingye saw that the little boy was three feet thick, but he was not noisy, so he didn't bother to argue with her, and continued to eat his own meal, and planned to take the little boy with the leftovers when the waiter came to clean up Dishes are thrown to the waiter.

However, it didn't take long, and he didn't know what little meatball was tossing around, and suddenly ran to his side again, and gently tugged at the bathrobe on his body.

Shen Lingye frowned, turned to look at her, "What are you doing?"

Mia handed over a piece of paper in her hand.

Shen Lingye glanced casually, raised his eyebrows, put down his chopsticks, and reached out to take the piece of paper.

The paper was a post-it note with the hotel logo printed on it, and at the moment, a sketch of a character was being drawn on it.

The strokes, although simple, are vivid and lifelike.

Can such a small ball of meat draw such amazing pictures?

Shen Lingye put the paper aside, and for the first time carefully observed the little meat ball.

But the little meat ball at the side saw that he took the paper, climbed up to the chair next to him, picked up the chopsticks, and looked for meat in the braised pork ribs.

This is bartering, exchanging paintings for meat?

Shen Lingye thought to himself: With such a small thing, you know how to please others?Is it a little too much?

(End of this chapter)