I don’t remember who I’ve heard it said before. In Moonlight City, there are not many people who don’t know the names of Zhui Feng and Zhu Yue. The two of them are the true descendants of Father Jiang. Their enemies are wiped out in ashes while talking and laughing, and they always have smiles on their faces.
He has a ruthless heart towards his opponents.
I never imagined what Zhui Feng and Zhu Yue would look like with their stern faces before, but today I saw them, and they are indeed well-deserved. It’s no wonder that Feng Shao and Yue Shao’s names are so loud in Moonlight City!
This is the person she has longed to poach as her follower. She really has a great eye for it!
Huang Mao kept apologizing, and couldn't help but cast a curious glance at Su Mang. There was a "pop" sound, and Su Mang saw a few bruises on Huang Mao's face. The corners of Huang Mao's eyes twitched in pain.
It hurts, but I don't even dare to touch it. I just lower my head even lower, wishing I could bury it in the soil like an ostrich.
Zhui Feng snorted, "Young Master Xu, forget it if you admit the wrong car. If you look at someone you shouldn't look at again, I'm sure your eyeballs will no longer be in their sockets one day!"
"Yes, yes..." Young Master Huangmao responded with a cry.
Zhui Feng kicked him again, "What is it? Make way for the young master, and are you still waiting for the young master to beg you?"
"Yes, yes..." Zhui Feng's kick was so severe that Huang Mao was still limping in pain, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen sports cars ran away without a trace.
Those people left. When Zhui Feng looked back and saw Su Mang, his usual mischievous smile was on his face again, "What a bunch of idiots! Ignore them and get in the car."
"Okay, Mr. Feng," Su Mang winked and smiled at him after sitting down, "I think you look more like a young master than Jiang Liuyun. From now on, I will give you his position."
Zhui Feng smiled and gave her a meaningful look, "Su Su, one day you will know that although you have always had a good eye, you really made a mistake this time!"
"Um?"
"There will never be anyone better than my young master in this world!" Zhui Feng said with infinite pride in his tone.
"Zhui Feng! Look!" Su Mang suddenly raised his head and screamed.
"What's wrong?" Zhui Feng was startled by her and slammed on the brakes.
"Look, look... there are a lot of cows floating in the sky!" Su Mang pointed at the cloudless sky and shouted happily.
Chasing the black line.
It's very old, but...she looks so cute!
Rushing into the supermarket, Su Mang made a wild selection. Looking at more and more ingredients in the shopping cart, Zhui Feng's eyes became brighter and brighter, "Su Su, are you going to cook for us tonight?"
"Yeah." Su Mang didn't tell him about inviting Xiao Ran and Mingche, so he just let him have fun for a while.
After choosing the items, Zhui Feng happily ran to pay the bill, a little more attentive than usual.
Su Mang watched Zhui Feng busy with his hands empty-handed, and once again affirmed that it was the most correct choice for him to devote himself to practicing cooking - no matter how noble, aloof, individual, or different he is, he can't get away with it.
This level!
In the evening, after Jiang Liuyun and Zhuyue returned home, Su Mang had already prepared eight cold dishes. The eight cold dishes of different colors and shapes were placed on the crystal table, as beautiful as a picture scroll.
"Susu, what day is it today? It's so rich?" Jiang Liuyun rushed into the kitchen and laughed without washing his hands, "Is it my birthday?"
Su Mang glanced at him sideways, "If it's your birthday, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles with plain water. I'm being polite to you if I'm willing to put a few grains of salt in it."
