When Fang Ming walked down from the second floor, he was stunned when he saw Liu Yue who looked like a gangster.
Liuyue Tianwang of the Black Snake Organization actually appeared in his shop.
"Fang Ming, do you know this person?"
Dazhu didn't believe what Liuyue said about ruining the situation. He thought that this man who was prettier than a woman should be an acquaintance of Fang Ming, and his previous words were a joke.
Fang Ming stared at Liuyue. The other party would appear here. It was obvious that he had investigated him after that night.
"Don't look at me like that. Aren't you running a shop? Customers come to your doorstep. How do you treat your customers? Don't you even have a cup of tea?"
"Do you think you are a guest?" Fang Ming asked.
"Of course I'm not a guest, I'm here to cause trouble."
Liu Yue waved his right hand, and the blade appeared in his hand again. Seeing the blade appearing in Liu Yue's hand, Dazhu's face changed drastically. Luo Jincheng also picked up the broom that was put aside. As for Hua Mingming, he hid in the cupboard.
later.
"Do you know when a swordsman is most terrifying?"
"I don't know." Hua Mingming replied subconsciously.
"The most terrifying time for a swordsman is not when he draws the sword, but when he holds the sword in his hand." Liu Yue suddenly raised his right hand, and the blade turned into a stream of light and shot towards him.
"Because, the moment the knife is released, the enemy has already fallen. A dead man does not know fear."
Fang Ming tilted his head, and the blade hit the wooden board of the stairs behind him.
On the stairs, Lao Huang was lying there with his eyes narrowed. Liuyue's knife happened to be inserted in front of him, and the strong wind even caused a few more of his dog hairs to fall off.
"Flying knives in the flowing moon, the knives are flawless."
Liuyue was very proud, but the next moment, he was dumbfounded.
Lao Huang stood up, staring at Liuyue with a pair of dog eyes with dissatisfaction. His dog paws directly drove the blade completely into the bottom of the board, and then walked towards Liuyue with his dog paws.
"Damn it, Fang Ming, hurry up and stop your dog!"
The moment he saw Lao Huang standing up, Liu Yue was furious. He was not afraid of anything in his life, the only thing he was afraid of was dogs.
Seeing Liu Yue's anxious expression and trembling body, Fang Ming was surprised. One of the four kings of the dignified Black Snake Organization was actually afraid of dogs?
“Know when a dog is the scariest?”
"when?"
"When someone disturbs your sleep."
At this moment, Liuyue could no longer maintain her previous chic appearance, and her body was even trembling a little. As Lao Huang got closer step by step, she was still three meters away from him.
"Fang Ming, you are lucky this time. I will come back to cause trouble next time."
Without even bothering to retrieve the knife, Liu Yue turned around and turned into Scud and ran towards the door of the shop.
It's just a matter of luck that he didn't run away. As soon as he ran away, Old Huang roared low, and his body turned into a yellow shadow and chased him out quickly.
"This? Fang Ming, are you sure this person is not here to make fun of you?"
Hua Mingming stood up from the counter, and Fang Ming also twitched the corner of his mouth. Looking at the body of Old Huang chasing after him outside the door, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
A few minutes later, Lao Huang came back, holding a piece of cloth in his mouth. Fang Ming recognized it at a glance. It was the material of Liu Yue's trousers.
"Woof woof woof."
Lao Huang returned to the stairs, and then sat down on the cloth, as if he was returning victoriously with a trophy.
A corner of the antique city.
Liuyue's face was pale, and she wanted to cry but had no tears when she saw that a large piece of trousers had been torn off.
"The damn dog dared to bite my pants. It's really hateful. I..."
"I never thought that the majestic Liuyue Heavenly King would be afraid of a dog."
A cold voice came out, and Leng Yue appeared in the alley at some point, looking at Liu Yue's embarrassed appearance with a sneer on her face.
"Hey, you don't understand, my knife only kills people but not living things."
Almost instantly, Liuyue returned to his chic appearance, brushing his bangs, and the setting sun fell on him, stretching his figure very long.
"I don't understand, but don't forget, you have to get that ring back." Leng Yue didn't pay attention to Liu Yue's words, because Liu Yue was different from the three of them.
"I will get the ring back, but not now."
Liuyue didn't say anything anymore, and walked towards the depths of the alley. Her trousers, one high and one low, were so funny. Lengyue looked at Liuyue's disappearing back, then looked towards the direction of the witchcraft hall, her expression changing.
Uncertainly, after a while, he turned around and left in the direction Liuyue disappeared.
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Dream Home, the premier high-end villa community in Shanghai, is where Ling Mumei bought a villa in Shanghai.
"Fang Ming, you guys are here, sit down quickly."
When Ling Chuchu opened the door, Fang Ming's expression became strange. Ling Mumei's voice came from the kitchen, because in addition to this voice, there was also a burnt smell wafting out from inside.
"My aunt is cooking inside, but her cooking skills are really not that good."
When Ling Chuchu said this, her eyes were always fixed on Fang Ming. Didn't it say that if a woman wants to catch a man, she must first catch a man's stomach? Her aunt doesn't know how to cook at all. This should be allowed.
Maybe Fang Ming doesn’t like it.
Fang Ming smiled. In fact, this was what he expected. A president of a large company is so busy with official duties every day and often flies around the country and abroad. Even if he had learned cooking skills, he would probably have forgotten them.
"Fang Ming, you guys watch TV first. The food will be ready in a while. There is fresh fruit just bought on the table."
Ling Mumei shouted towards the door. At this moment, she was extremely depressed. She originally wanted to cook a meal for her son who had been missing for more than 20 years, but an hour later, she cooked it.
There were three dishes, and the quality was not very good.
She burned seven fish and several vegetables. If she hadn't bought a lot of vegetables this time, she might have run out of ingredients.
"Aunt Ling, let me help you. I have also learned some cooking skills."
Feeling the strange smell in the kitchen, Fang Ming knew that he couldn't go on like this. Even for the sake of the stomachs of a few people, he couldn't let Aunt Ling stay in the kitchen any longer.
"No... no need, I can take care of it."
Ling Mumei looked at Fang Ming who walked into the kitchen. She felt a little unsure when she said this, especially since the burnt and burnt vegetables he had just thrown out in the trash can were clearly there.
"It's okay. I happened to have learned some cooking skills when I was a child. How about Aunt Ling, please help me wash these vegetables."
Hearing Fang Ming's words, Ling Mumei no longer insisted. Instead, she stood aside and washed vegetables with a smile on her face.
Because she suddenly thought, since she couldn't cook a meal for her son, it was the same for her son to cook a meal for her.
Fish, meat... all kinds of food can be processed quickly in Fang Ming's hands, because he has indeed learned cooking skills for a period of time.
That was more than ten years ago. The aunt hired by the Taoist temple at that time went back because something happened at home, and there were no idle people in the village at that time. In the end, the cooking job fell on Fang Ming.
Fang Ming knew his master very well. He had a very hungry stomach and ordinary food could not satisfy him at all. So in those few months, Fang Ming read through the recipes left by a certain imperial chef in the Taoist Temple. He slowly
My slow cooking skills have also improved.
However, Fang Ming's skillful skills made Ling Mumei feel sad when she saw it, because she knew that few young people nowadays can cook before getting married, especially boys.
But her son has such skillful cooking skills, which shows that her son's life was very difficult before. Thinking that her son may have endured hardship when he was a child, she almost couldn't help but shed tears.
"Auntie, what's wrong with you?"
Outside the kitchen, Ling Chuchu felt that she could not give her aunt and Fang Ming a chance to be alone together, but as soon as she walked to the kitchen door, she saw her aunt looking at Fang Ming with a tender look.
Yes, in Ling Chuchu's eyes, his aunt's eyes were filled with affection, even the corners of her eyes were moist, how loving she must be.
"I accidentally burned my eyes when I was washing the peppers."
Ling Mumei quickly found an excuse to excuse herself. Her niece was a human spirit and she couldn't let her see anything.
"Aunt Ling, why don't you go outside? There's nothing to help here. It's almost time to start dinner."
After putting the last green vegetable into the pot and frying it, Fang Ming suggested to Ling Mumei.
"Okay, then we will wait outside for Fang Ming to serve your delicious food."
Ling Mumei did not insist. The kitchen was indeed not suitable for her, so she should just sit at the dining table and wait for her son's delicious meals.
Have dinner, eat...
At the dinner table, Ling Mumei kept picking up food for Fang Ming.
"Eat more, boys can't be so thin."
"This is good. It can reduce the heat. You should eat more in the summer."
This time, not only Ling Chuchu noticed something was wrong with Ling Mumei's behavior at the dinner table, but even Dazhu felt that this Ms. Ling seemed to care too much about Fang Ming.
Looking at the bowl filled with vegetables, Fang Ming didn't know what to say. Half of the whole fish was put into his bowl by Aunt Ling.
To be honest, he is not the kind of person who can accept such enthusiasm from others, but he doesn't know why, every time Aunt Ling picks up food, he can't say no when facing the expectant look in his eyes.
"Fang Ming, you lived in a mountain village when you were a child. Your life must have been very hard. It is said that children from poor families have become masters early. Your cooking skills are so good. You must have suffered a lot when you were a child."
Hearing Ling Mumei's words, Dazhu rolled his eyes in a rare move. The life of a child in a mountain village cannot be compared with that of a child in the city, but Fang Ming is definitely an exception.
The old immortal is rich, so Fang Ming has been eating a lot of fish and meat since he was a child, and he also eats a lot of game. Even when he was a child, he often followed Fang Ming to eat in the Taoist temple. Bird's nests that ordinary people could not afford, the old immortal and