Mu Xiaoqi made two potato egg cakes. One of them was carefully coated with chili sauce, smelled it, smelled it fragrant and satisfactorily put it out.

Curiously, except for a few maids in the restaurant, Yueyue was the only one, and the night was not there.

"Where's your father?" Mu Xiaoqi went over and put the potato omelets without chili on Yueyue's plate. He asked.

"Dad just came with me, and later said that he was not hungry. If he wanted to go back and do something, he would go back first." Yueyue naturally did not find the abnormal night scenery.

His eyes were quickly attracted by the potato omelet:...