Carrying the mooncakes in, she coughed lightly, and Ling Yahe chirped impatiently, "If you are sick, go to the hospital as soon as possible. Master, I am busy here."
Mingche raised his head, bent his eyes and chuckled, "Susu?"
Su Mang smiled back at Ming Che, put the mooncake box on the desk, tore open the package, took out a piece of mooncake, and shook it under the tip of Ling Yahe's nose.
The crisp, fragrant, sweet and attractive breath suddenly filled Ling Yahe's nose. Young Master Ling twitched his nose like a puppy, and raised his head in the middle of a busy schedule, "It smells so good!"
"Want to eat it?" Su Mang shook the mooncake in his hand, "I made it myself, there's nothing else on the market!"
"I want to eat it." Ling Yahe looked salivating.
"If you want to eat, give me a seat." Su Mang held the mooncake closer to him.
"No problem." Ling Yahe killed him with an eye blade. The students in the back seats shrugged helplessly and cleared the seats automatically.
In the blink of an eye, only Mingche and Ling Yahe were left in the back row.
"Hey!" Mingche was slightly annoyed. He never liked being special in school.
"For the sake of our fifth sister-in-law, let's make an exception!" Ling Yahe laughed nonchalantly and pushed Mingche to a seat. He sat on Mingche's seat and took Su Mang's arm to sit down.
"Sister-in-law Wu?" Su Mang repeated inexplicably, "What Mrs. Wu?"
"Sister-in-law Wu is the fifth brother's wife!" Ling Yahe took the mooncake from Su Mang's hand and took a big bite. It melted in your mouth, leaving a fragrant aroma on your lips and teeth, leaving you with endless aftertaste.
"Yeah, it's delicious!" Ling Yahe raised his thumb.
Many years later, Su Mang finally knew that letting classmate Ling Yahe know that her cooking skills were world-class was one of the biggest mistakes she had ever made in her life.
A foodie, in order to eat a meal she cooked, he can imitate Tang Seng and ramble on and on until she gets so confused that he hides in the kitchen for refuge.
Absolutely... making friends accidentally!
"Susu, why are you here?" Mingche's voice was always gentle.
"I want to skip a grade and come to your class."
"Really?" Ling Yahe's surprised eyes were as bright as stars.
Even for Su Mang's good cooking skills, he had to raise his hands and feet to welcome him. The first to get the moon is the one who is near the water and the terrace!
"I don't want to stay in the original class anymore," Su Mang said unhappily: "There were Li Heyu, Mo Jue, and Tiannan Tianbei in the original class. I was upset when I saw them."
"Oh." Mingche didn't ask any further questions, "Since you don't like it, just come over here. I'll say hello to you at the school."
"Well," Su Mang smiled and handed over the remaining piece of mooncake in his hand, "The bribe I gave you is a bit small, but I'll make it for you next time."
"When is the next time?" Ling Yahe looked at the mooncake in Mingche's hand eagerly.
He had already finished his own piece, and looked at the piece in Mingche's hand and smacked his lips, obviously not satisfied.
"Next time?" Su Mang thought for a moment, "Next month!"
She is the president of jk international, not the chef of jk international. She doesn’t want to work in the kitchen every day!
"Next month? So long!" Ling Yahe shouted with a frown.
It’s only the 17th now, and there are still more than ten days until next month!
Ling Yahe stared at the mooncake in Mingche's hand and stretched out his hand at lightning speed. However, Mingche quickly closed the mooncake box with great calmness, just in time to pinch his fingers.
