President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Song Runian's eardrums were almost shattered by the sound of the door closing.

She didn't know if it was the pain in her ears or what, but the tip of her nose couldn't help feeling pantothenic, and she touched it with her backhand, rubbing the mud all over her hand.

It turned out that she didn't know when, but she actually cried.

Song Runian looked at the two bowls on the table.

There were still unfinished dumplings in the bowl, and the dumplings in Bao Sibai's bowl were all torn, and the belly was open to reveal the meat inside, which was extremely eye-catching.

Involuntarily, Song Runian thought of the past.

Back then when she was lying on the operating table, she heard Bao Sibai say that it would be best for her to die, but she still didn't give up.

Now, just hearing him coldly disregard the relationship, I feel a dull pain in my heart.

Song Runian felt that he was really disappointing.

Why can't he give up liking Bo Sibai? !

Just when they were sad, the three little ones had been led back by George.

The suite, which was still cold just now, was instantly injected with liveliness and vitality.

"Oh my god Anne, what kind of little demon king did you give birth to? I will never take them out to play again. This old bone was not broken by men, it was broken by them first."

As soon as George walked in, he threw himself on the sofa and complained loudly.

Song Runian quickly cleared up her mood, and smiled at George, "Can you pay attention, they are still young, you should teach them badly."

"They're still young?" George expressed deep objection to this, "Which kid have you ever seen play an escape room and can make NPCs go round and round?"

Damn, Song Runian really didn't see the situation at that time.

The NPC that was originally used to intimidate the players was stunned by the three little ones, and ran around the room.

This is not a child, it is simply a little monster.

A little monster with an explosive IQ!

After complaining, George twitched his nose frantically again, "What delicious food did you make, it smells so good."

"No...it's nothing, I've finished eating." Song Runian hurriedly hid the bowl on the table behind her back, "You must be hungry, let's go, I'll take you out for dinner."

"Your treat?" George's eyes lit up.

Song Runian laughed, "I'm treating you, that's fine."

Hearing this, George was immediately elated, and immediately got up from the sofa, saying to go downstairs and wait for Song Runian.

Song Runian took off her apron, intending to change clothes before going downstairs.

"Mommy," An Bao walked in at this time, with concern on his handsome face, "Why are your eye circles red, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just accidentally smoked my eyes while cooking." Song Runian mumbled for reasons.

After dealing with An Bao, Song Runian quickly changed his clothes and took them downstairs for dinner.

George chose a hot pot restaurant, went in and ordered ten Maodus first.

The three little ones also ordered their favorite shrimp slippery and tender beef, and they had a great time eating them.

Looking at Song Runian again, he has no appetite.

After perfunctorily moving her chopsticks a few times, she sat still.

"Annie, why don't you eat it? Isn't the hot pot in this restaurant your favorite?" George asked suspiciously.

Song Runian squeezed out a smile, "I've eaten at home, so I'm not hungry yet, go ahead and eat."

In fact, she didn't eat a few dumplings at all just now, and now her stomach is empty, but she just has no appetite at all.

Worried that his stomach would be rumbled, Song Runian stood up, "Eat first, I'll pay the bill."

She went to the counter and swiped her card, but the cashier respectfully returned her bank card, "Sorry miss, your card shows that it has been frozen."