Cheng Dong muttered in his heart, not caring much.

It was not until noon that after watching Lin Miao sweep almost half of the table of dishes, he realized that Luo Ya's words were really not groundless.

"Miaomiao, this rice should be done in moderation," Cheng Dong said very tactfully.

Lin Miao bit the lion's head and muttered his cheek, "I didn't eat, I just ate the food."

"That's right, she is so thin and doesn't eat more, how can she have the strength to have a baby in the future?"

Mr. Luo glared at his eyes and said.

Cheng Dong smiled bitterly.

This food intake is more than that of two adult men. If you continue to eat like this, you still don’t know what you will be able to replenish it after giving birth.

"Eat," Mr. Luo smiled, "What do you want to eat at night, even if you say, Grandpa asks the people below to make it."

"Thank you grandpa," Lin Miao grinned.

Although there is always a feeling of needles on the back here, there is nothing that food cannot solve.
Chapter completed!