Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

"Mommy, I'm injured, and I need you to hug me and take me to eat delicious food to get better."

The face returned to his senses, looking at this little guy who was obviously acting like a baby, a heart that had already begun to shake, no matter how hard it was against him.

Reluctantly, he stretched out his hand and squeezed his small face slightly, picked him up, and placed him in the co-pilot position on the other side.

Angrily squeezed his little nose, "You don't fool around here, I haven't said I believe you."

However, she said so, but she resignedly drove in the direction of the restaurant.

Little Mango leaned on the position with a smile, and stretched out **** in his heart to compare one.

The revolution has been half-successful, and then as long as Daddy performs well, he will definitely win Mommy!

Rong Yan thought for a while and took him to a nearby children's restaurant.

Little Mango did not eat breakfast, he suddenly wanted to eat omelette, but this is not S city, there is no such thing at all.

However, there are eggs.

So, Little Mango went to the person in charge of the restaurant and said that he would borrow the back kitchen.

The person in charge of the restaurant, who was still in a dilemma, immediately took the person to the back kitchen immediately after Little Mango's simple communication device transferred the money.

The face followed behind, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but twitch.

The Yun family's education method is really good!

However, after seeing the tiny figure of Little Mango standing in front of the stove that was not as high as him, making egg pancakes skillfully, this complaint completely turned into distress.

Such a skillful cooking posture is definitely not something that can be achieved once or twice.

What happened to make him so precocious and able to cook by himself at such a young age?

Of course, what she didn't know was that in those years when she took the little guy alone and hadn't found Yun Yi, Little Mango was already extremely proficient in cooking and housework.

Over there, Little Mango didn't think there was anything.

If it wasn't for the back chef who was afraid that he would blow up the kitchen and refused to let him stay here alone, he would have used his superpowers long ago.

After skillfully frying a few omelets, and then frying a few bacons, after the milk was warmed, they asked people to send these things to the front restaurant.

The group of chefs in the back kitchen have long been overwhelmed by the aroma of omelets.

The chef enthusiastically ordered the food to be delivered to the front restaurant. After several attempts in the back kitchen, all of which failed, he rubbed his hands and looked for the little mango for the secret of the omelette with some embarrassment.

As a result, the face watched, after Little Mango flicked in a few words, the chef not only waived the meal expenses this time, but also paid a generous tuition fee for Little Mango.

And after Xiao Mango hinted that he had other more delicious recipes, he humbly expressed that he wanted to cooperate with him in the long run.

The little guy accidentally took a business card out of his pocket and said that he wanted their boss to have time to talk to him in the company.

The face was dumbfounded when she looked at the side.

Little Mango coughed twice and smiled, "I'm sorry, making money is just my instinct."

Appearance...

She has been unable to complain.

Little Mango is only five or six years old this year. Most ordinary children at this age are still in kindergarten, playing with children's toys, right?

This little guy actually said that making money is instinct?