Evil-Natured Husband, Don’t Tease!

Chapter 982 Eating Soft Rice (2)

When they arrived, they immediately attracted the attention of the restaurant.

But they and their husbands did what they could, looking at them as air.

What to eat this time, Song Don't worry.

Song did not worry about picking those expensive points, she knew that this restaurant, expensive dishes, not only good ingredients, scarce, but also tastes pretty good.

Standing beside him, the waiter remembered Song's worry-free dish name. I thought that Gu Clan was going bankrupt.

They ordered so much money, and... so many, four people ate so much, they were just two people.

The waiter so wanted to remind Song that she ordered too much... she worried that they would eat the King of Champions meal.

Song Wuxi finally ordered a soup. Finally, the waiter relieved herself.

Song Li put down the menu and smiled at the waiter: “Give my husband a bowl of rice. ”

The waiter looked at Song without worries and smiled so brilliantly. He just felt it in front of him. Mom, such a beautiful face. Such a beautiful smile is really blind.

He reached out and didn't smile. Song Wuoxiao smiled so brilliantly, and the waiter naturally didn't dare to smile more sweetly. “Okay, please wait. ”

“Rice is softer. My husband likes softer rice.” When the waiter stepped back and just walked two steps, Song was reminded in a timely and kind manner.

The waiter listened, his foot almost slipped, his eyes smoked, she turned her head and looked strangely tenderly at Song's worry-free Gu Qiu.

Soft meal?

These two words, why do they sound weird?

“Wife, I like soft meals. Just so you know, don't tell outsiders.” Gu Zheng hooked his lips and looked at Song with a soul-racking look.

Song is worried innocent, “I didn't tell the outsiders, I'm afraid the food is too hard, you're not feeling well. ”

“As long as my wife gave it to me, it was soft and hard and comfortable.” Gu Jianqiao smiled, his soul-hung eyes suddenly looked at Song without worries.

“Seriously, now we're public figures, and a lot of people are staring at us.” Song's worry-free corner snuck around.

Nearby people, watching them, still listening to them.

Gu Zheng didn't care, pulled up a charming lip: “We've long been public figures, now you know? ”

Song Weiwei smiled. “Oh, I forgot. ”

“Three stupid years of pregnancy, that's true. ”

Song didn't worry about winking. “Yeah, I was stupid to feed you. What's a woman like to raise a man? ”

“Became a rice bucket. ”

“Pfft...” Song did not worry. He deliberately made an exaggerated smile.

But she was really happy, the smile on their faces, very sincere.

They did not speak loudly, but their faces were filled with happy, sweet, relaxed laughter, not bothered by the constant danger of the Gu Clan.

“I don't think Gu Xiao would buy substandard fabrics to produce children's clothing. If you look at his smile, the way he looks at his wife, you can tell at first glance that he is a man of heavy family affection, and that Gu Clan makes so much money every day, he doesn't have to greed that cheap, buy disqualified fabrics. ”

“I also think that Gu Shao is so handsome, and I heard that Gu's new development of children's clothing is because he has a thousand gold, he wears a thousand gold clothes, all made by Gu's children. Being able to invest in a new project for my daughter, a man who killed me didn't believe that he would buy toxic fabrics to produce clothes. ”

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Gu Xiao was so mixed up that he was about to eat soft meals.