Lord Fu’s Forensic Wife

The manager of the hotel lobby was standing at the front desk. Seeing the kid running in first, he hurriedly followed, and swiped the elevator with his card in his hand.

"Thank you uncle."

"you are welcome."

At this time, his father and several bodyguards behind him also entered the elevator.

The kid hugged fiercely, and hugged his dad's thigh again:

"Dad, I'm so hungry!"

His father put down lightly with one hand, and put the little boy on his lap away:

"Order what you want to eat later."

"Oh fine."

Stand up obediently, not as naughty as before.

As soon as he returned to the room, the little guy nestled on the sofa, took the mobile phone in the room and started calling the front desk to order food.

"Hello, sister, I want to order food."

"Yes, Room 1508."

The other little paw flipped through the menu. I didn’t know many words on it, but fortunately, there was an English version of the introduction. Combining them together, I could fully understand the meaning:

"Sister, then I will start reporting.

Steamed fresh seafood, smooth fish balls, crispy roast goose, Cantonese-style roast suckling pig, eight-treasure winter melon, sweet and sour sweet and sour pork."

While reporting the name of the dish, the menu in his hand was taken away first, and then the phone was also taken away.

Um?

"Hi, the menu I reported just now is slightly changed, as long as sweet and sour sweet and sour pork, crispy roast goose, and a small stir-fried vegetable dish will do."

In the evening, what river seafood and roast suckling pig do you eat?

Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to digest at night, and you will be too tired to sleep?

Apart from pouting, the kid didn't express any opinion, and acquiesced to his father's change of the menu.

After ordering, hung up the phone, and glanced again:

"Fu Zhizhou, come take a shower."

While the meals have to be cooked fresh, during this period, it is entirely possible to give the little boy a bath first.

"Dad, can you not wash it? Porridge doesn't stink!"

At this time every day, I am very resistant.

But, I can't resist every day.

"If you don't wash, you can sleep next door by yourself."

Well, forget it then.

About half an hour later, both father and son came out of the bathroom wearing hotel bathrobes.

A dry towel fell straight on the head of the child walking in front.

"Wipe your own hair."

"oh!"

After a while, the doorbell rang:

"Mr. Fu, your dinner order has arrived."

Only then did Fu Er throw away the towel in his hand, and went to open the door.

The hotel staff pushed the food forward, put it on the table outside and left quickly.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

The little guy who was already hungry had already climbed onto the dining table, swallowing his saliva as he watched the steaming food on the table.

Seeing this, his father was also very helpless, stepped forward, unwrapped the bowl and chopsticks, and handed it to the boy:

"Let's eat."

"Hey, Dad, don't you want to eat?"

He still has a little conscience, knowing to ask his father if he wants to eat.

"You eat first."

"oh oh."

Anyway, Dad, you don't eat it yourself, so they asked about it too, so of course you can feel welcome now.

Fu Er went back to find his cell phone and called someone. After that, he chatted for about five minutes before ending the call.

As for the children, their mouths and hands are full of oil.

"Dad, come quickly, it's delicious."

"coming."

The father and son sat facing each other, and the child started directly, and his father never let go of his brows.

As for?

"Fu Zhizhou, it's time for you to learn etiquette from now on."

I really can't keep stocking like this anymore!

See what you're used to?