C443 My Right-hand Man

"Let's go eat," Mo Tingxi said, holding Crisp in his arms. He scratched his nose. "What does Crisp want to eat?"

Crisp shook his head. "I don't know. What delicious food is there?"

"Then you and Mommy can follow me, okay? I know there's a restaurant here. It tastes pretty good. " Mo Tingxi turned his head to look at Sheng Chulu and said.

"Sure, I can do both