Chapter 71

Natasha Quinn knows that Edward Busch cares about himself. Edward nodded his head. "Okay, I know." Edward Busch breathed a sigh of relief with satisfaction, stretched out his hand, and took the menu. "Eat!" He said a few words gently, but Natasha Quinn felt as if the principal of the school had personally scolded him Oliver Ford, who is so thick-skinned, was frightened to go despondent when Edward Busch got angry. Natasha Quinn leaned against Edward Busch, her little face pressed against his arm, and looked at the menu. The picture above made her drool. When she arrived at the place to eat, she became a gourmet and always felt that she wanted to eat everything. "What do you want to eat?" Edward Busch looked at Natasha Quinn and couldn't help but tilt his mouth. Natasha Quinn said: "Either way, decide. I won't choose." As long as it is eaten, she feels delicious. Edward Busch ordered the food, but the menu was back, and Natasha Quinn's face was still against him. He didn't lik