My Favorite Flash Married Wife: Fourth Master Gao Leng, Please Let It Go!

Chapter 872: A scaled-down version of Si Ye

  Seeing this, the waiter’s original expectation disappeared in an instant, and his brows wrinkled slightly.

   However, he was still seen by the precocious Di Moshen big bun.

  "My kid, I’m not a bad person, I work here, so don’t be afraid."

  The waiter still had a friendly smile, and said softly to Di Mo.

   is exactly as harmless as a confidant big sister.

  However, Di Mo's deep eyes, looking at the waiter, were even more vigilant.

   Seeing that Di Moshen's small face was cool, and watching her silently, the waiter smiled helplessly.

  Pick up another glass of juice on the tray and put it in front of Di Moshen, “You can also taste the juice here. It’s much better than the outside.”

  The waiter laughed and shouted.

  Di Mo Xin looked at his brother, still covering his small mouth, and nodded to his brother, seeming to agree with the waiter's words.

"Need not."

  However, Di Moshen shook out the two words coolly, and then let his sister continue to eat the cake.

   And he himself, just like his father’s comparison, after a light glance at the waiter, he ignored her and continued to eat small cakes.

  The waiter's pupils shrank, and there seemed to be a flash of fright in his eyes.

  She never knew that a three-year-old child would have such terrifying eyes.

   is like a little evil god, which makes people feel fearful.

  The waiter hurriedly lowered his head, his eyes flickered, and then raised his head again after a while, and said with a soft smile:

   "I put the juice here, drink it as soon as you drink it. My sister still has a job, so I'll leave."

  After speaking, the waiter took the tray and left.

  After seeing the waiter walking away, Di Moxin's little steamed bun carefully put down her little hand covering her mouth.

"elder brother?"

  Di Mo Xin's little bun, pulled Brother Largo's clothes, and his big eyes were full of doubts.

   "She is weird."

   Di Mo deeply stared at the waiter who was leaving, then squinted his eyes slightly and replied.

  At this time, the Dimoshen big buns are like a reduced version of Si Ye.

  Di Moxin Little Bun blinked his eyes. Although he did not understand, he flattered his elder brother to be the smartest, and his elder brother’s words were all right.

  Di Mo Xin nodded obediently, "Oh."

   Immediately afterwards, I continued to happily eat the little cakes again.

  The waiter took a turn, disappeared from the eyes of the big bun in Di Moshen, and quickly walked to a box.

"How about it?"

  As soon as the waiter entered the door and waited for the people in the room, he could not wait to ask.

   "Miss Yao."

  The waiter walked over quickly and said quickly, "I was almost able to ask, but, the older boy, he was very vigilant and guarded against me."

  After finishing speaking, the waiter carefully raised his head, looked at the glamorous woman in front of him, and continued:

   "However, when I asked if she was missing or separated, the little girl thought for a while. It seemed that there should be something."

  The waiter explained the guesses in his heart one by one.

  And the Miss Yao in her mouth, after listening to her, her expression became very complicated.

  After a while, he took out a small stack of money from his bag, put it on the table, looked at the waiter sternly, and warned:

  "You should know what to say and what not to say."

  The waiter beamed with joy and nodded repeatedly, "Don't worry, Miss Yao, I know what to do."