"I'm going to eat. I' m hungry. Listen, I'm starting to protest."
Actually, she was just afraid of starving her child.
When Wen Jie saw it, his brows twitched. Hai, it seemed that this child would be a glutton in the future.
In the end, Wen Jie shook his head helplessly and looked Mu Jing.
"Let's go, ancestor."
However, in the eyes of others, the two of them seemed to be lovers. Many people had photographed the two of them leaving.
To them, they had already taken the current situation of the two of them as their target.
"One steak, one pasta, less butter."
It was impossible for her to eat butter as often as she used to. After all, she had to be careful.
After Wen Jie took the menu and ordered a steak, he ordered two glasses of juice.
Hai, why did Mu Jing forget that fruit juice c
