Chapter 778

Luo Dawei, the boss of the Luo family, came back at this time.

"Young master, welcome home. It's hard work!"

"Yes. What about my father and them? What are they doing? " The handsome man in suit and shoes walked in with a big stride, loosened the tie on his neck, untied two buttons, and exposed a small piece of white skin. His expression softened.

Robots don't lie and say, "Sir, they're enjoying dinner."

Luo Dashao's soft facial expression returned to coldness. He started in advance before he came home. It turned out that their love for him was plastic.

Good!

Luo Dashao, who was a little angry, stepped into the living room with a slightly heavy step, and then he was stunned.

He must have come home the wrong way today.

What's the matter with all kinds of food aromas that lured him, his stomach growling and saliva overflowing?

In addition, the serious old-fashioned housekeeper of his family hugged a big bone and chewed it again without image, and his lips were covered with sauce.

His younger sister, who valued her image more than her life, was so bold and unrestrained that he almost didn't see it.

And his brother, his father, his mother, his great grandfather, grandmother, daughter-in-law, children and so on···

Eating is more bold and unrestrained than one.

Luo Da is a little square.

After a bowl of peach milk dumpling soup in Lausanne was dry, he took chopsticks and was ready to extend his claws to the two-color fish head. However, the rest of his eyes swept to the border between the restaurant and the living room. I don't know when a tall and slender figure appeared.

Turning around, the familiar man in sight made her subconsciously say hello, "Viagra is back!"

After greeting, she continued to compete with the two-color fish head with the chopsticks.

What is brother Luo? A man who is married and has children and will die completely is also insidious and cunning. She doesn't deserve much attention. Fish head is her favorite in life.

As soon as Lausanne said this, the Luo family turned around and looked at him. It was really so. Then they asked him to eat at the table. After eating, they held a bowl and continued to struggle with the dishes on the table.

“···”

Luo Da Shao twitched at the corner of his mouth. It's just a little food, isn't it?

As for ignoring him so much, as for letting him know what is plastic father son relationship, plastic husband and wife relationship, plastic son and grandson relationship and so on?

The naive Luo Dashao didn't know the magic of simple food at this time.

Until he ate a lion's head, he finally understood that all feelings were cumbersome in front of delicious food.

Nothing is more important than food in your mouth.

The lion's head, the size of a three-year-old's fist, is round and fat. It is installed on a large white porcelain plate padded with green lettuce. The vegetable leaves are rich and dark brown sauce.

Mysterious, delicious and attractive.

Fine green scallion flowers are dotted in it. If there is no scallion fragrance, it is like the evocative fragrance. Tempting people want to be fascinated.

Between lips and teeth, a small piece of lion's head enters the mouth. The rich sauce is fresh, sweet and fragrant, the fat meat is refreshing and not greasy, and the soft waxy is gentle and melts in the mouth.

The lean meat is tender and juicy, and the teeth chew it gently. It is incomparably fresh and tender.

For human beings, meat has an irresistible magic from beginning to end.

The kind of happiness and satisfaction after entering the mouth makes people have no other ideas except filling and chewing mouth after mouth.

Luo felt for the first time that his self-control was not as strong as he thought. At least, he threw down the lion's head without even struggling.