Adorable baby with a poisonous tongue: a big-name mommy with a black belly

Chapter 601
Chapter 627 Give it to my sister

She just arrived at the dining table and looked at an induction cooker and a large pot on the table. What's going on?

She was about to ask Mrs. Xiang what she ate today, so Mrs. Xiang came over with a servant bringing fresh vegetables and meat.

"Young mistress, this is specially ordered by the young master to prepare it for you. He said that you want to eat Malatang, so he ordered our kitchen to make hot pot for you separately. It is similar to Malatang. It's clean, you can eat it with confidence, and it won't hurt your baby." Mrs. Xiang stepped forward and explained.

"Okay, thank you Mrs. Xiang." She smiled at Mrs. Xiang, turned her head to watch the servant undo the lid of the pot, and looked at the white piece, and she suddenly couldn't laugh. This is the legend clear soup?
Her Mala Tang is red soup, okay? She also said that it has the same effect, and Mrs. Xiang doesn't take you to play like this.

She pursed her mouth, feeling a little annoyed.

"Don't like it?" Baili Moye lowered his head and asked.

Listening to Baili Moye's words, she felt like gnashing her teeth, luckily he knew she didn't like it!
But even if she doesn't like it now, she can't say it in front of Mrs. Xiang. How can she say something she doesn't like after Mrs. Xiang worked so hard to set up such a table.

The hand holding Baili Moye pinched Baili Moye's palm uncomfortably, expressing his dissatisfaction once and for all.

Seeing her as if she really didn't like it, Baili Moye frowned displeased, making these people unable to do anything well.

"Sister Xiang, fire the chef who made this hot pot today." Baili Moye said coldly.

Baili Moye's words stunned the people present and looked at him in surprise.

What's happening here?Could it be that the young mistress doesn't like it, so the young master wants to fire the chef who made this hot pot?Mrs. Xiang was upset in her heart.

"Why do you lay off other chefs for no reason?" She asked puzzled.

If the taste is not right, just cut it again, but the point is that they haven't sat down to eat yet.

Baili Moye didn't answer, but let her go, opened the stool for her to sit down.

Then he sat down on the main seat, helped him spread the tablecloth, and then answered her slowly, "Don't you like this hot pot? If you can't make something you like, what's the use of keeping the chef."

(⊙o⊙) Ah!
She held her forehead feebly, this reason, is it a little flattering to her, and he dotes on her like this, okay, it will cause people to gossip.

"Where did I say that I don't like it? I just think this clear soup is too bad for my usual appetite, but it's good to eat hot pot with clear soup when I think I'm pregnant. So don't fire that chef, okay?" She hastened Good words for the chef.

She didn't want such an excellent chef to decline from now on, she just thought that the chef recruited here by Baili Moye would die first, and if the chef was fired here, no one else would dare to use it, so she would Saying such a good chef will be buried.

"Are you sure you want to eat this?" Baili Moye looked at her with raised eyebrows.

She nodded hastily, "sure and sure"

"Okay then, Mrs. Xiang is serving dinner."

A smile flashed across Baili Moye's eyes, "You're a little tenderer than me, a woman, it's a good move to make progress by retreating."

Baili Moye gave an order, and the servant who was carrying the plate put the plate on the table, and then moved aside.

Che Mengnan, who was standing at the side, saw that the meal could be served, and immediately squeezed away Xiao Huomiao who was about to sit next to Yiyi. , the first to sit next to Yiyi.

"Sister, I want to sit with you." Che Mengnan, who had already sat down, turned to look at her and said.

Seeing that Che Mengnan had already sat down, how could she disagree, the only thing I was sorry for was kissing her son.

"Little Huomiao, sit on the left hand side of your uncle, and Ma Qing, sit there too."

"Yes, Miss Shangguan." Ma Qing nodded, and sat down opposite Che Mengnan.

Little Huomiao held her mouth shut, gave Che Mengnan a hard look, reluctantly walked to Baili Moye's left, and sat down opposite her.

"Okay, Mrs. Xiang, come to dinner, and then we can cook." She ordered.

"Yes" Mrs. Xiang nodded, and then ordered the servants to start serving the dishes.

After a while, the dishes were cooked, and the few of them started eating hot pot.

It has to be said that eating hot pot is to bring up the atmosphere, and she suddenly feels that the room is much more lively.

"Oh, Mommy, don't grab my meatballs." Little Huomiao pouted dissatisfiedly, and stretched out her chopsticks to grab her.

"No, I'll cook it after Mrs. Xiang." She hurriedly put the meatballs back into the bowl.

Little Huomiao turned over in the pot helplessly, and a meatball hidden at the bottom of the pot floated up.

Seeing this, Xiao Huomiao smiled, and stretched out his hand to grab the ball. Just as he was about to grab the ball, Baili Moye's chopsticks held the ball and removed it from under Xiao Huo Miao's eyes.

Little Huomiao watched eagerly as the last fish ball was put into his mommy's bowl by his daddy, with endless sadness on his face.

"Uncle, how could you do this, I saw this first." Little Flame complained dissatisfied.

"It's what you see first, whoever snatches it first will get it." Baili Moye said flatly, not feeling at all that it's wrong to compete with children for food.

"You, how can you do this? Mommy's bowl has it all, so you can't leave one for me." His mommy's bowl has it all, so he can't leave one for him. It's too much, isn't it? ?

"That one was eaten by your mommy just now, but now this one is eaten by the baby in your mommy's womb. You have an opinion." Defeated Mo Ye looked over with raised eyebrows.

"No, no objection. You said earlier that it was for my sister. If you give her food, I won't grab it." Xiao Huomiao quickly waved her hand and said.

Listening to the conversation between the two, she sweated, what is this and what is it, daughter, are the two of them so sure that she is pregnant with a daughter?

If it was another son who was more mischievous than Little Huo Miao, um, she stopped thinking about it, and didn't dare to think about it, so forget it, let's have a daughter, and the daughter should worry less.

"Baby, do you want to eat too? Then Mengnan will cook the meatballs for the baby." After talking, Che Mengnan went to serve a plate of meatballs in front of Baili Moye.

"Sit down, you don't need to come, just let the servant do it." Che Mengnan stood up, pressing on her, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

Seeing Yiyi being blocked by Che Mengnan, Baili Moye looked over in displeasure, scared Che Mengnan, and quickly withdrew.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the dinner plate in his hand slipped down Che Mengnan's hand and fell into the pot, splashing all over...
"S. It's so hot."

The soup splashed onto her hands, and the clothes in front of her, fortunately, it was winter, otherwise it would be wet in front of her, and it would be strange if she didn't burn to death, but it seemed that her hands were not so comfortable.

(End of this chapter)