Chapter 977

"If we are influenced by these people, we will lose." Ruan Su smiled and picked up the menu. "Have you ordered yet?"

Jane looked at her cell phone and said, "not yet! Isn't this waiting for you?"

Song Jingyao took out a gift box next to his seat and handed it to Su Jinghuai. "I'm older than you. I'm my brother, so... Brother, this is my gift to you."

"What's in here?" Su Jinghuai looked at the gift box curiously. The wrapping paper outside was Altman, which looked very cute.

"Don't you know when you open it?" Jane Qiqi looked at Su Jinghuai with a smile.

Su Jinghuai blinked at Ruan Su, "godmother, can I open it?"

"Yes. There are no outsiders here." Ruan Su touched his little head.

"That's great." Su Jinghuai said, and his small hands began to open the gift box busily. After opening it, he immediately opened his mouth, "Wow! How powerful!"

Inside was a toy box with a very good package, which was lined with a whole row of Altman's hands.

"This is the genuine Altman. All the members of the Ott family are here." Song Jingyao shrugged and looked very indifferent. "This was given to me by my father before, but now I'm grown up, so I'll give it to you."

"Wow! Thank you, brother. I like it so much!" Su Jinghuai excitedly looked at those Altman inside, "diga Altman, Leo Altman... A lot!"

He sipped his pink lips. "Brother, if you give me a gift, I'll give it back to you."

He thought that he had received a gift at noon. He thought and said, "I'll give you a jade."

With that, he untied the safety buckle from his neck and handed it to song Jingyao. The local tyrant said, "here you are."

Ruan Su was amused by him and said to him patiently, "this is a gift from other aunts. Does it seem insincere for you to give it to your brother?"

"When you give gifts, you must give them to yourself. Your brother's gifts are made of toys he cherishes very much. Now that your brother grows up, he decides to give you what he cherishes. Should you seriously choose the gifts you like in return for your brother?"

Su Jinghuai nodded emphatically, "godmother said well, brother, what do you like?"

Now Song Jingyao is a tall and close brother in his eyes. He is thinking about how to make his brother happy.

"I like a lot." Song Jingyao raised his chin slightly and began to talk about his favorite martial arts, aerospace model and car model!

He talked about many of the boys' favorite stories.

Su Jinghuai listened in the fog. Although he was more than two years old, song Jingyao was more than six years old, so he was four years older than him.

Song Jingyao can't understand anything. He can't understand it at all.

He looked at Song Jingyao admiringly, "brother, you're great! I'll be like you in the future."

"You are still young. When you grow up, you will be like me." Song Jingyao smiled and enjoyed the feeling of being worshipped by his little brother.

It's great to be wrapped in satisfaction.

Ruan Su and Jian Qiqi looked at the two children who had a lively discussion, discussed the topic between them, and couldn't help smiling at each other.

Just at this time, the waiter came to serve and brought the mandarin duck hot pot, as well as the dishes they ordered, fat beef and mutton rolls, and some yellow throated duck blood vegetables.

But in an instant, a big table was filled.

The soup tastes delicious, and the dishes on the table are particularly rich.

Ruan Su threw the fresh shrimp into the soup. The shrimp instantly bent and showed a bright red. It was obvious that Su Jinghuai's mouth water was almost flowing down.

"Godmother, I want to eat shrimp."

Ruan Su took out the cooked shrimp with chopsticks and put it in his small bowl. "It's a little hot at the moment. Wait until it's cold."

"Yes, yes." Su Jinghuai's cerebellum can't hold the light point, just like a chicken pecking rice.

"It's interesting to eat hot pot together." Jian Qiqi also gave song Jingyao his favorite mushroom, "only Jingyao and we can't eat it at home. Generally, when we eat hot pot, we will ask our parents to come together."

"It's a pity that my father is still in hospital. The day before yesterday, he told me that he ate sick meals every day. There was no taste in his mouth." Song Jingyao asked depressed, "aunt Ruan, when will my father leave the hospital?"

He remembered clearly that Aunt Ruan was in front of him. She was a doctor who saved her father. So he also loved Su Jinghuai and gave him his favorite Altman.

"It will take another week to leave the hospital." Ruan Su can see that song Jingyao has deep feelings for song Yan. In this short period of more than half a year, song Jingyao came to song Yan and felt warm enough to let him understand that song Yan loves him most now.

"Song Yan has been hospitalized for so long... Hey!" Jane Qiqi has long been used to running to the hospital. "I hope it can be smooth when I go home!"

Ruan Su gave her mutton and comforted her, "don't be so pessimistic. The doctors in the rehabilitation department are very good. At that time, the rehabilitation will return to normal for a period of time."

The two people began to eat in silence. Su Jinghuai was just trying to fill his stomach. He propped up his hands and stood on the baby's chair.

"I'll have beef balls." When he finished, he then tried to poke the rolling balls in the soup pot with chopsticks.

Godmother and aunt don't look very happy. You'd better do it yourself!

The balls rolled all over the pot, and he couldn't poke them after trying for a long time.

He gritted his teeth and insisted on poking his booty.

"Oh, stop poking and use a spoon!" Song Jingyao gave him a spoon.

"No! I want to use chopsticks! I just learned chopsticks, I can." Su Jinghuai tooted her mouth. Her small body leaned forward more and more. Her small face looked at the edge of the hot pot.

Ruan Su was startled, "Jinghuai, be careful, don't press the table, be careful..."

She reached out to hold Su Jinghuai. Don't let him do such dangerous actions.

As a result, Su Jinghuai's body was almost all pressed on the table, and the table immediately tilted due to the weight, and the whole pot of soup crashed and flew up!

Without enough time to think, Ruan Su threw down her chopsticks and threw herself around Su Jinghuai.

Song Jingqi quickly hugged and hid on the other side.

The heat is boiling and rolling, and the temperature must be very high. How can the child's delicate skin stand it?

In a time of war and chaos, Ruan Su closed her eyes and waited for the pain of hot soup.

First, a burst of hot air swept in, and then there was a crash. The sound of liquid splashing on people was particularly harsh, and the surrounding customers immediately screamed.

Ruan Su's whole body tightened, but the expected burning pain did not hit.

She opened her eyes suspiciously and found a shadow shrouded in her body.

She raised her eyes to a pair of familiar deep black eyes.

The heat that surrounded her was not the hot soup, but the thin body temperature.

As soon as he stepped into the hot pot shop, he saw Su Jinghuai almost lying on the side of the pot. He rushed over before he had time to think more. Sure enough!

The table toppled and the whole pot of soup poured out.

He used his tall and broad body as a screen cover in time to block all the hot soup.

Protected Ruan Su and Su Jinghuai.

"Are you and the child okay?" The man got up and conveniently pulled up Ruan su.

Ruan Su nodded and stood up slowly, with some vegetable leaves hanging on her body. Su Jinghuai in her arms almost became a hot dog tattooed with hot soup.

He was so frightened that he couldn't help crying.

Song Jingyao also turned pale with fear.

The waiters and managers in the hot pot shops around rushed over long ago, with wet towels and some cold water.

"Ouch! Why did this accident happen? It's terrible!"

Ruan Su didn't say anything. She grabbed the wet towel handed over by the waiter and covered her back. "How are you? Does it hurt?"

She anxiously pulled off the man's dark shirt and wanted to have a look.

The hot soup left a piece of red on the man's wide back, which looked shocking.

If Bo Xingzhi doesn't arrive in time, the consequences of pouring hot soup all over her can be imagined.

"Wet towels are useless. Let's go to the bathroom and flush cold water immediately." Ruan Su immediately put down Su Jinghuai, who was still crying, and directly dragged Bo Xingzhi to the bathroom of the hot pot shop.

His whole broad back was scalded. It must be very painful!

Jane 77 took care of her two children. "Jinghuai, don't eat hot pot like this in the future, you know?"

"I see..." Su Jinghuai sobbed and hid in Jane Qiqi's arms.

Song Jingyao examined Su Jinghuai carefully. "Aren't you hurt?"

Su Jinghuai shook his head. At that time, he was firmly protected in his arms by Ruan Su, so warm.

But he didn't expect that Godfather came to protect godmother and him.

This is... Do you feel like a father?

He grabbed his tearful eyes and looked at the back of the couple rushing to the bathroom. His tears fell even more fiercely.

It's all his fault... Hurt my godfather.

The manager trotted all the way ahead, ran to the bathroom early and turned on the tap of cold water.

"Bo Shao, please flush the cold water quickly."

Ruan Su directly closed the door of the bathroom, "please don't use it first."

The manager nodded quickly, "don't worry, we have another bathroom here. I'll let you use another one."

Ruan Su nodded and began to peel the thin clothes. She frowned when she saw the large scald. "Does it hurt?"

Bo Xingzhi shook his head and let the woman hurry there to help him take off his clothes. Her little hand directly took off his belt and took off his pants.

"You're not made of iron. Just tell me we're husband and wife. Are you stupid? You rushed to block me."