Is this a mermaid?

Foodies are honest — or forced?All dishes were served.

Mingo nodded, showing a satisfied smile, and took out two forks.

The foodie kept wagging his tail, which meant that his father was going to share it equally.

It's naive.

Mingo was so big that he fed himself a mouthful, another mouthful, another mouthful, and another big mouthful, and finally changed a fork reluctantly, picked some up a little, and fed it to the foodie's mouth.

Foodie swallowed in tears, it's so unfair.

The wonderful taste explodes on the tip of the tongue. The freshness of the vegetables has the taste of thick gravy. The meat is fried to a chewy texture. It bounced up and exploded.

It's just too good to be true.

Mingo felt that he had done his best to give food as much as he could eat.

The foodie pawed tearfully on the small basket on its back, how could such a small amount be enough.

Mingo also looked at the basket with great regret, how could such a small amount be enough for him to stuff his teeth?

In the end, Mingo reluctantly gave half of it to the foodie, anyway, he saw that there was still such a big plate.

As a result, when Mingo stretched out his head in the next second, he saw the people carrying the plates moving down the water pipe with the empty plates.

So fast!

Mingo looked around, and it was obvious that the people queuing at the front had completely changed.

Mingo was depressed, why did everyone move so fast and didn't leave any for him.

Immediately, Mingo regretted his previous 'generous' behavior towards foodies.

Mingo stared at the foodie's small plate, full of malice.

The foodie immediately licked the food back and forth a few times, with his little paws on the plate, looking at Mingo vigilantly.

You have licked it, will I still eat it?How underestimated him!

Mingo turned his head with a sigh, this is such a pity.He savored the dishes in front of him one bite at a time.

Dale looked at Mingo eagerly.

When he took the last bite, Mingo finally reacted with 'behindsight'. He picked up a very small part with a fork - there was only one bite left, but Mingo picked it out precisely. one tenth.

"Would you like some?"

What a point!

Dale shook her head: "No need, Mu cooks for me every day."

"And." Dale emphasized with a smile, "Mu Shi will make a small pot for me alone."

Naturally, a small pot is more delicious than a big pot of rice - the big pot is so delicious, what kind of taste will the small pot taste like?

Mingo swallowed the last bite, and smiled flatteringly at Dale: "Dale, are you hungry? If you are hungry, you can ask Uncle Mu to cook you something to eat."

Dale smiled slightly, and said under Mingo's expectant gaze: "I've already had dinner."

Supper?

"I don't have the habit of eating late at night."

Violence!

Mingo looked at Dale accusingly, if Werther's cooking skills were half as good as Uncle Mu's, he would definitely have three meals and two meals, and would never miss any opportunity to eat.

"Mingo should eat less. If you eat and drink a lot during pregnancy, you may not be able to lose weight in the future."

Mingo thought of Yi Er's terrifying figure during that time, and shivered.

But, but.

Mingo thought, even if he ate it like that, how could he not eat it if it was so delicious—didn't Il lose weight soon afterwards?

Besides, what's the point of eating more for him?He can convert all of them into supernatural powers, and will not be stored as fat!

"No." Mingo rolled his eyes, "I think so."

Mingo said with a serious face: "Mermaids who eat a lot can lay eggs quickly. You see, Il eats a lot, he has a baby in his 40s, and I also eat a lot, I am only 20 years old A little more."

Dale withdrew his gaze from looking at Uncle Mu, and turned to look at Mingo.

Just look at me, Mingo smiled, so what about the screenwriter?As a loyal fan of brain-dead dramas, Mingo's fighting power is not weak!

"Dale, I think you are really too thin. How can you provide nutrition for the baby if you are so thin?" Mingo said foolishly. There are two mermaid experts beside him, both of which are national treasures. Even if Mingo doesn't I have actually studied it, and it is still very bluffing to say something casually, "You are so thin, you must not be able to fully supply the nutrition you take in every day. If you have a baby like this, how will you provide nutrition for the baby?" Nah. Even if you are lucky enough to conceive a baby, the lack of your own nutrients will also affect the baby's development."

Mingo looked at Dale, who was listening carefully, and said, "Dale, do you want to hurt your future baby because you eat less?"

Dale shook his head.

"And, Dale, think about it. Uncle Mu is so good at cooking. He loves cooking, and he loves you too. How happy he will be when he sees you happily eating his cooking!" Mingo said emotionally He said eloquently, "Uncle Mu's craftsmanship is so sought after by outsiders, but here you are. The person he loves the most doesn't agree with his craftsmanship. He doesn't even want to eat a little bit more. Dale, I think, Mu After the uncle is with you, he is not willing to make things for outsiders, because he is not confident in his own craftsmanship because of you!"

Dale looked at Mingo with a dazed and helpless face.

Mingo took advantage of the heat and said, "Dale, I think whether it's for your future baby, Uncle Mu, or your own health, you should eat more food!"

"Let's have supper together tonight." Mingo held Dale's hand full of sincerity, with big characters written on his face, I am for your own good!

"Okay." Dale nodded in confusion.

Minge was very happy, and shouted downstairs: "Uncle Mu! Dale said he wants to eat supper!"

"Ah." Uncle Mu turned his head and looked at Shang Dale with a confused look on his face, "Want to eat supper?"

Dale nodded.

Immediately, Uncle Mu felt energetic.

"Hey! Take it and leave, no more queuing! The ones at the back! No more queuing! I promise to open tomorrow!"

Uncle Mu howled like a wolf.

Mourning is everywhere.

"Uncle Mu is lying, last time you said you were driving today."

"Didn't I open it today! I believe in me! I guarantee it in the name of my family!"

Now that Uncle Mu has said so, the name of the family is not a joke, and the convincing power is directly off the charts.

Uncle Mu dared to be so enthusiastic that he sent away all the guests in just one hour.

Mingo looked at the empty yard and the street in front of the gate. God knows that the place was full of gambling not long ago. Uncle Mu's speed is too fast!

When Uncle Mu was closing the gate, he quarreled with the last guest about the opening time tomorrow, and finally blocked the gate again.

Finally got it.

Uncle Mu clapped his hands and smiled at Werther: "You worked hard before, let's have supper together!"

Werther nodded dispensably—His Royal Highness, who was brainwashed by the nutrition package, is really sad.

Uncle Mu Pidianpidian went to make supper for the mermaid who had a small appetite in his family, while Werther walked upstairs slowly to watch Mingo Fudge Dale.

Finally, Werther couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "We brought a special mermaid doctor over here, come and sit with us tomorrow."

"That's right, come over with Uncle Mu tomorrow." Mingo interjected, "Vidok is Uncle Jakley's direct disciple."

Dale exclaimed for a while: "His Royal Highness is so kind to you, you are pregnant with someone else's baby, and he sent such a powerful mermaid doctor to you. I have heard of Doctor Vidok, and it is said that he is an evolutionary type Level [-] brain powers—that's really amazing."

With Uncle Mu's skills, he naturally found many mermaid doctors for Dale, but Momo had an accident in a short time, and Jia Keli couldn't eat it. No matter how good Uncle Mu's skills were, he couldn't seduce him.

It is Uncle Mu's regret that Chairman Jia Keli can't be shown to Da Le.

However, it is also very good to have Jakley's personal apprentice.Da Le thought with a smile that if the students couldn't solve the problems, the teacher would of course have to come forward to solve them.

Werther, who was watching by the side, was very upset. What does it mean to be pregnant with someone else's child?Mingo, what kind of bloody plot did you fake outside?

It's a pity that Mingo was really wronged this time.

Amateur meets professional.

Mingo lost.

"Lele, I made you some digestible snacks and prepared drinks for dinner. Come and taste it." Uncle Mu was very fast, and immediately delivered four identical meals.It was placed in front of the three of them, and the last portion was thoughtfully given to the screaming foodie.

"I'm going to Mingming's house tomorrow." Dale said with a smile.

Uncle Mu was taken aback for a moment, Dale usually stayed in a person's imaginary world, but he didn't expect to meet a friend so quickly this time and go to other people's homes.

However, this is a good thing.

Uncle Mu touched his head, readily agreed, and even more enthusiastically greeted Mingo to try his craft.

The golden yellow cake looks unpretentious, exuding a faint sweet fragrance, and the milky white liquid next to it, the aroma of desire and grain is mixed together, and the thick appearance is very exciting.

"What are these?" Mingo asked, swallowing.

Uncle Mu said goodbye: "Some small snacks that are not worth mentioning. These snacks are pumpkin cakes, and the drink is something that is unique to our gourmet planet, boiled and ground into a paste and mixed with milk."

"But it still looks delicious." Mingo praised bluntly.

Picking up a small snack and bringing it to his mouth, Mingo took a small bite.

The glutinous rice aroma is already weak, and the refreshing sweetness of pumpkin fills the mouth.The taste is soft and a bit Q, but after just a few chews, it becomes powdery, and the mouth is full of the sweetness of pumpkin.

Mingo took another big bite, swallowed the rest whole, stuffed another one into Werther's mouth, and said vaguely, "Come and taste it! It's really delicious!"

Werther bit down, and slowly licked Mingo's fingers with his tongue.

Immediately, Mingo retracted his fingers like an electric shock.

This, this is still outside!

Mingo looked at Werther in horror, his blushing face was much more delicious than the pumpkin pie in his mouth in Werther's eyes.

There was a slow smile in Werther's eyes, and as compensation, he gave Mingo all his share.

Uncle Mu next to him coughed a little, and it didn't seem very good to show affection in front of the two 'old men'.