Pregnancy with three babies: President husband, sweet spoils!

Nangong raised his head, pinched the napkin with his long finger and wiped the dragon ring on his finger.

Old lady long looked at long Qianyu, whose eyes turned white with anger, and asked her not to be angry and not to be impatient.

She bit her lip and gave Nangong Xuan a hard look. How did she feel that this boy was more proud than Nangong Ao. She was really angry with him. She held the water cup in her hand and held it tighter and tighter.

"Young master, in fact, we are a very good girl in Xiaoyu. Although she looks a little ordinary, she is not ugly!"

Long Qianyu didn't expect his grandmother to say that about her. Is she ordinary?

She is a school flower from primary school to university. If she is ordinary, who is beautiful?

Mrs. Long finished and smiled.

"In fact, the dragon family has always wanted to marry the Nangong family. It's stronger than others."

Nangong swiped and wiped, and he said to the servant.

"Let them serve. I'm hungry."

After all, he is the youngest son of the Nangong family. He is only 20 years old this year.

The servant bowed respectfully and went out to let the waiter serve.

Old Mrs. Long saw that he didn't mean to answer and said again.

"If you don't have the idea of marriage, we'd better leave first."

She doesn't understand why Nangong asked them out? Before, he thought he and Nangong Ao disagreed and might marry Xiaoyu.

Nangong looked at long Qianyu and said, "you can go. Miss long will stay."

Long Qianyu was stared at by his sharp eyes and couldn't help laughing.

"I have something to do today, grandma. Let's go."

She hasn't been so bent since she was a child. Nangong Ao can bully her. That's what she wants, but she doesn't want to give him face.

Nangong Xuan sneered, "you can't go if you want to."

There is no one he wants to keep in Nangong.

Mrs. Long knew about him, so she didn't panic, but said to long Qianyu.

"Xiaoyu, remember what grandma told you. Grandma left in advance. You young people talk slowly."

Old Mrs. Long got up. Long Qianyu bit her lips and stared at the old lady until she disappeared at the door.

At this time, the dishes came up, not the ones she ordered, but the dishes she didn't see. She twisted her eyebrows. She often comes to this restaurant and has eaten all the dishes. What are these?

Nangong Xuan picked up chopsticks and ate them gracefully, and he only held one chopstick for each dish. It looked very good.

Long Qianyu is also hungry. Since she can't go and has to complete the task given by her grandmother, she also eats.

She picked up her chopsticks and took some red and green dishes. She couldn't see what it was? It looks good. I don't know how it tastes?

Her eyes brightened as she fed it into her mouth. It's delicious. Is this chicken?

Nangong whispered, "how does pheasant taste?"

Long Qianyu heard what he said and looked at the things on the table. They were all wild, whether meat or vegetables. The boy's mouth was too picky.

Nangong Xuan saw her surprised look, "I only eat the original things."

When long Qianyu heard what he said, he found that he was more elegant than Nangong Ao, who was not so picky about food.

"Oh, the taste is OK. Since you think I'm ugly, why do you keep me for dinner? Won't it affect your appetite?"