MTL - Pampered Fei Brimming with Cuteness-Chapter 1995 : Extra 108

I feel very puzzled until now!

The wife of the chairman heard Long Yutian’s interjection and squatted for two seconds. He turned to the rearview mirror and looked at the eyes of Long Yutian and turned a big eye.

In the tone, with faint partiality and blame: "It seems that I am not in these days, you are not bullying." Long Yutian, my mother, I warn you that Meng is only twenty-two years old and still growing up. You have to take good care of her, and then raise fat, otherwise the next generation will be delayed, and the old lady and you are not finished!"

Amount - the next generation? The grasshopper seems to be jumping, so that Feng Mengmeng is a bit stupid, and has not reacted for a while.

When she came back, she licked her mouth and looked at Mrs. Long with a very sad look.

Is it that the old lady has extended the period of her own work to the next generation of the Dragon family? !

Not only to serve her son, but also to take care of her grandson?

Feng Mengmeng feels his future is dark!

And Long Yutian, when he heard this sentence, held the steering wheel and shook a little.

In my heart, I couldn’t help but because of the dragon mother’s words, I had a faint expectation.

"Cough - Dad, Mom, now more than eleven o'clock, what do you want to eat at noon?" Long Yutian coughed twice, cleverly transferred the topic.

He is understanding the character of the mother, and if she continues to say it, maybe even the timing of pregnancy, prenatal education can be instilled in the brain to Feng Mengmeng!

Sure enough, the attention of the dragon mother was successfully transferred by the son.

I just thought about sharing my feelings with Meng, and I didn’t feel hungry. Now, after reminding Long Yutian, she remembered that she had not eaten for a long time.

"My father and I haven't returned to Shanghai for a long time, and I don't know where things are appetizing." After a pause, the dragon mother turned to look at Feng Mengmeng: "Meng Meng, what do you want to eat?"

"Ah?--" Feng Mengmeng did not expect the wife of the chairman to consult her own opinions. She was somewhat flattered: "That--anything--I am not picky eaters!"

Long Yu Tiangui was shocked, and he was afraid that Feng Mengmeng said cheerfully: Boss, let's go to Pizza Hut!

But then again, if it’s not Feng’s shyness, she will definitely admire the boss’s mind-reading skills, which is too brilliant!

While driving, Longyutian picked several of the most distinctive theme restaurants in Shanghai for them to choose.

“Self-service seafood?”

"Don't eat!" Feng Mengmen shook his head and added: "I have been allergic these days."

"What do you want to eat?" Long Yutian asked patiently.

"Whatever--" answered.

"How about Western food?"

"I do not want to eat--"

"Where do you want to eat Thai food?"

"I don't like curry!"

"Feng Mengmeng!" Long Yutian took a deep breath and snorted through the rearview mirror.

As a result, the people did not feel that they were very good at all. Instead, they looked up very ignorantly and blinked innocently. They said, "What happened??"

This cute look, looking at Long Yutian, instantly forgot to get angry, pressed a chest tightness, and asked in a good tone: "What do you want to eat?"

Feng Mengmeng licked his eyebrows, his eyes were small, and he was a little impatient: "I said it casually!"

Then - Long Yutian was completely speechless, turned and glanced at the back seat, and the woman who was screaming at the gang, snorted, turned his head and was silent.