I heard my dad is a clown [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Cheese cat speaks very fast, and seems to be quite dissatisfied with being recognized as a fake cat, and has been muttering and meowing softly.

The little spider watched its provocative cat mouth open and close, and was so aggrieved that its eyes wandered and it didn't dare to look at it.

"It's too much, meow! You can't be so unreasonable to the guests, be careful to be caught and sterilized by the boss, meow!" The older orange cat passing by patted the kitten's pink three-petal lips intimidatingly.

"When the scissors 'click', the balls are gone, meow!"

Watching the inexperienced little cheese cat run away clutching its tail, but ran in the direction of the boss in a panic, the orange cat, who was a circle bigger than other cat waiters, sighed pitifully, and turned himself The furry body turned to Tony.

"The kitten is not sensible, please forgive me, meow."

It stretched out its white-gloved front paws to its chest, and gracefully bowed its body to salute, with a low voice like a cello playing under the moonlight.

Leading the guests to sit down at the big table by the window in the corner, the orange cat smiled and memorized the name of the dessert while teasing the little girl with its tail. The fluffy fur dangled in front of Joey, making the little girl unable to blink Blink around it.

At first glance, it seems to have fallen into a fairy tale world. The big cat with beautiful fur is the owner, and the little girl who is being teased is the pet.

The fluffy pink jiojio wrote the last stroke with a quill, and the orange cat stuffed the recording board into the thick fur and was about to pass the food, but Peter stopped him.

The big boy rubbed his hands nervously, and asked bravely, "Will that waiter just now... really be...sterilized?" For some reason, the inexplicably ashamed little spider blushed and responded generously. Death's tragic expression tried his best to explain to the orange cat.

"I said he was a fake cat before he did it! It's not his fault, he shouldn't be punished so severely!" The boy closed his eyes and said loudly, "I, I should apologize to him! I'm sorry!!"

Mr. Orange Cat’s expression became warmer visible to the naked eye, his beard trembled, and his round amber │ cat eyes stared at Peter: “‘I’m sorry’ shouldn’t say meow to me, if you really feel sorry, guest, just wait When the child comes back, tell him meow."

"The kid will meet the boss, meow." Facing Peter's confused gaze, the orange cat smiled wickedly, and couldn't help licking its paw pads, "It will be brought here soon, meow."

"Oh? I heard you talking bad about me as soon as I came in. Do you want to be arrested and sterilized too?" The woman who walked in from the garden was slender, and it seemed that it would be more appropriate to be called a girl. She was black like a cat. His eyes rolled indecently at this moment.

"Talk bad things about me to new employees everywhere, be careful of being confiscated with cat snacks."

Sure enough, Cheese Cat was grabbed by the back of the neck and brought back. The boss pinched the thin layer of fur on the back of its neck with his thin fingers. Standing taller than Joey, the big cat with a cupcake shrank stiffly. I dare not move my body.

"Obviously he was the one who scolded me first." The obviously frustrated cat muttered in a low voice, very unconvinced.

"No, I didn't!" Peter stood up nervously and shook his hand, then put it down as if remembering something, "Uh, maybe I really scolded...but I promise! I didn't mean it!"

The little spider looked at it solemnly and apologized, but the cheese cat was at a loss.

"Meow, since you apologized so sincerely, then I will reluctantly forgive you, meow!"

The palm-sized fluffy cat's face was twisted into a humanized and awkward expression, which is quite comical.

The orange cat slapped Cheese Cat on the head with a "snap", and pressed slightly under its paws to make it lower its head.

"Okay, okay, meow, everyone has apologized, so don't be self-willed, meow."

"Meow, oh, don't press your head down, you will grow short!" The cheese cat waved away the orange paw pads pressing the tips of the ears, and looked at the big boy viciously, "I just scolded you, I'm sorry meow!"

After finishing speaking, before Peter could open his mouth, he slipped away with his tail up.

"This kid..." The orange cat waiter shook his head slightly as if he was very helpless, and bowed slightly with his front paws on his chest, "Then I won't bother you any more, meow."

The little spider watched the two cats walk away with reluctance on his face.

"Sit down, young man, you will have a chance to see them again." The boss sat next to Joey and put his face on one hand, with a playful tone, "Don't be as useless as the first time you saw a girl."

Seeing the boy's suddenly flushed cheeks as she wished, she chuckled narrowly, then turned her attention to continue chatting with Tony.

"Oh? Then you let her come out with the poison?"

The tails of the beautiful narrow eyes were raised, and the boss reprimanded Mr. Mustache with the eyes of looking at his vicious stepfather.

"It's so irresponsible, tsk, I said that no man is reliable in raising children."

Loving the little girl's soft hair affectionately, this oriental beauty left a blank stare and walked towards the kitchen.

"Today I gave a dish as a friendly gift, which is my meeting gift for little Joey."

Mr. Stark, who was rarely stunned for words, shrugged his shoulders in the face of the suspicious eyes of his teammates, picked up the red velvet cake that had just been delivered to the table, and concentrated on feeding the little birds.

The boss's speed was very fast. As soon as a small cake was eaten, the exquisite porcelain plate was delivered to everyone.

The translucent frosted glass bowl hides the prying eyes of human beings, and only a lot of colorful color blocks can be seen squeezed together, which makes people have a bit of reverie out of thin air.

Although it was said that it was a meeting gift for Joey, the boss still made a copy for everyone.

Gently lifted the lid covering the porcelain plate, a few wisps of misty water vapor steamed upwards, engulfed in a strong aroma and domineeringly penetrated into the nasal cavity.

This is an unremarkable looking steak.Fork left and knife right, and cut it into small pieces that are easy to eat. When it first touches the tip of the tongue, the refreshing taste different from ordinary steak blooms in the taste buds.

The strong aroma of basil complements the aroma of the sauce, and the earthy and mellow taste of the meat is displayed to the greatest extent under the frying and roasting of fat.However, the greasy feeling that often occurs in steak cooking is completely gone, leaving only the ultimate deliciousness.

Pure meat tastes a little monotonous, but when you open the translucent glass bowl, the true colors of the blurred blocks can be revealed—vegetable salad.

The leaves of purple cabbage are removed and washed, finely cut into shreds, and then put into minced yellow onion, a little coarse salt, an appropriate amount of black pepper, a spoonful of fish sauce and a little vinegar to taste.

The purple vegetable shreds are wrapped in a glaze-like sauce, which is bright and attractive.Tasting it carefully is different from the steak, as if the holy water of the temple has washed the soul, and the soul has obtained the ultimate joy.

Many beautiful emotions that had been sealed in memory were all awakened, and everyone silently experienced the tenderness of this moment.

Tony had just recovered from the mysterious feeling of clear mind when he suddenly heard the confused voice of his little princess.

"Mr. Stark?"

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Why are you so fat? !Call Dad! !