Hidden Marriage and Secret Love: National Male God, Addicted to Flirting

Chapter 92
The South American suddenly reached out to grab the little milk bag, so as not to get caught next to Qi Muchen and Lu Yichu.

Of course, the most important thing is to be afraid that he ate something he shouldn't eat.

The butler sighed.

Although he does not agree with drug use.

But the young master and the young... Madam, young and energetic, full of enthusiasm, it's no big deal.

But the young master must never eat something he shouldn't eat.

Lu Yichu narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw that Nanxiang had packed a few dishes for Xiaonai.

She always felt that something was wrong, so the dishes that the South Americans gave her were not touched.

And specially put some dishes in her bowl for Xiao Naibao.

Lu Yichu clearly saw the flash of tension in the eyes of the South American.

"Ruirui is a picky eater and doesn't like to eat this kind of food." Nan Xiang hurriedly took these dishes out.

"It's not good to be picky eaters, you can't spoil him, it's not good for your health." Lu Yichu said seriously.

The little milk bag raised its head from the plate in bewilderment, and blinked innocently.

He is not picky!How can a South American slander him in front of Mommy!

If the baby is unhappy, the baby needs to explain.

Just as the little milk bag was about to speak, Nan Xiang directly covered his mouth.

Of course Qi Muchen knew whether the little milk bun was picky or not, and guessed what condiments Nan Xiang might have put in the dish, so he gently pushed them aside with chopsticks.

But he didn't open his mouth to defend the little milk bag, trying to make Lu Yichu dislike the little guy as soon as possible, so that he would not always cheat.

Neither of them touched the dishes from the South Americans, which made the South Americans a little discouraged.

"Why don't you eat it, are you not giving me face?"

Lu Yichu smiled slightly: "Mother-in-law, I'm a picky eater, and I don't like to eat these things either."

Mother and child bonded, nothing could be more normal.

The South American was blocked by his own words, very unhappy, and then vented his anger on Qi Muchen.

The woman stared at Qi Muchen all the time, and said with a smirk: "Xiao Jiu, don't you want to eat the food that your mother made for you?"

As long as one person eats the added food and locks the doors and windows, that's fine!

There was a black line on Qi Muchen's forehead, and he just refused to eat: "I don't have a good appetite today, I don't want to eat."

After finishing speaking, he put down the bowl and chopsticks and left the restaurant.

South America is so popular.

This brainless brat, his wife who deserved it all flew away!
Fortunately, she still has a backup...

"Xiao Chu, ignore him, let's eat ours." The South American smiled and tried his best to keep Lu Yichu on the table.

After a while, a servant came over with hot milk and put a cup in front of each of them.

Lu Yichu didn't eat much food all the time, he was so thirsty that he drank it all in one gulp.

"Xiao Chu, do you want to take a lunch break? We also have a lot of guest rooms. I'll ask someone to take you up there to rest." The South American laughed wildly.

"Let Mommy and I sleep in the same room." Xiao Naibao immediately raised his head and said cheerfully.

"Okay, okay, I'll let someone take you up first, Xiao Chu, you haven't finished your milk yet, you can go up after you finish drinking." The South American is also an acting school, without any mistakes.

Lu Yichu vaguely guessed what the South American was thinking, but he didn't know that he had been tricked, so he nodded.

The servant led her to a gloomy room, and it was obvious at a glance that it was not the room of the little milk bag.

She stood by the door, but didn't go in.

The servant was a little anxious: "Why doesn't Young Madam go in?"

"It's okay, I'll just stand outside and wait for the little guy to come up." Lu Yichu replied with a smile.

But suddenly her expression changed, and her brows also frowned...

(End of this chapter)