Doted on his wife: uncle, love fiercely

Chapter 122 Waiting to be fed
What was ordered before was quickly brought up.

The waiter helped them arrange things, but he didn't leave. Instead, he looked back and forth at Mi Xia and Bo Xinglan with a teasing expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" Misha couldn't help asking.

The waiter smiled, leaned over and said, "Miss Misha, the painting you participated in the competition is about your boyfriend, right?"

As she spoke, she glanced at Bo Xinglan to verify her guess.

"The backs are exactly the same."

Misha froze for a moment, but she didn't expect that she could see it.

The other party continued: "I made a bet with a few friends, Miss Misha, can you tell me the answer? I will invite you for today's meal."

"no!"

"Yes."

Mi Xia and Bo Xinglan spoke at the same time.

Mi Xia turned her head and gave Bo Xinglan a stare.

Bo Xinglan was not threatened at all.

"It's me." He said bluntly.

The waiter immediately laughed happily.

"It's great! I knew it was like this! Miss Misha, I'm treating you and your boyfriend to barbecue today!"

After finishing speaking, she walked outside with great enthusiasm.

Mi Xia turned to look at Bo Xinglan.

But Bo Xinglan looked at her expressionlessly.

This expression used to scare Misha, but now it can't.

Forget it, maybe, Bo Xinglan really wanted to save money...

If it's free, why not?

She gritted her teeth and said, "Bo Xinglan, come on, try to destroy this restaurant in one go!"

Bo Xinglan nodded seriously.

"it is good."

The waiter who was just about to bring the meat up heard the conversation, staggered and almost fell to the ground.

I began to wonder if I was too impulsive when I directly said that I wanted to treat guests just now?
Although she is half the owner of this barbecue restaurant, what if she is really eaten and closed down?
The sliced ​​meat was placed on the baking tray, and it was sizzling in no time.

Bo Xinglan frowned slightly, if he was turning over the pieces of meat, he would think he was completing some major project.

He didn't pick up the meat until it was browned, put it in Misha's bowl, and looked at her.

Mi Xia felt uncomfortable, but if she didn't eat, Bo Xinglan would keep looking at her.

She had no choice but to eat the sliced ​​meat in the bowl.

Satisfied, Bo Xinglan continued to bake.

This time, the positions of the two have completely changed.

Mi Xia didn't even have a chance to do anything, so he could only wait for Bo Xinglan to feed him.

He seemed to enjoy it all the time, he didn't care whether he ate or not, and he fed everything into Misha's stomach.

Misha rubbed her stomach and waved her hands quickly.

"No, I really can't."

Only then did Bo Xinglan stop regretfully.

Misha glanced at him dissatisfied.

What is there to regret?
The way Bo Xinglan fed her just now made her feel like she was Bo Xinglan's pet.

She snatched the clip away.

"Let me help you next."

Unexpectedly, Bo Xinglan's state changed quite quickly this time, and she soon fell into the identity of sitting and waiting for feeding.

Misha suddenly felt a sense of pressure.

And Bo Xinglan eats so fast that Mi Xia can hardly keep up with him.

Just agreed to the two, and the waiter who wanted to treat was even more stressed.

After delivering the meat for the fourth time, she began to hesitate whether to call her partner to plead guilty...

The two ate until late at night when there were the most people.

Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people around, but Bo Xinglan didn't stop, and Mi Xia didn't dare to stop.

"Aren't you full yet?"

(End of this chapter)