I don’t remember who said it before. In Moonlight City, there are not many people who don’t know the names of Zhuifeng and Zhuyue. The two of them are the true biography of Jiang’s father. He has a ruthless heart towards his opponents.

In the past, I couldn't imagine what the faces of Chasing the Wind and Chasing the Moon would look like, but seeing them today, they really deserved their reputations. It's no wonder that Feng Shao and Yue Shao are so famous in Moonlight City!

This is the follower she has been thinking of wanting to poach the corner of the wall. Her vision is really good!

The yellow hair couldn't stop 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, and the corners of Huang Mao's eyes twitched again. I was smoking, but I didn't even dare to touch it, I just lowered my head even lower, wishing I could bury it in the soil like an ostrich.

Zhuifeng snorted, "Xu Shao, it's fine if you misidentify the car, if you look at someone you shouldn't look at again, maybe one day your eyeballs won't stay in their sockets!"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Young Master Huang Mao answered with tears.

Zhuifeng kicked over again, "What is it? Make way for the young master, and you are still waiting for the young master to beg you?"

"Yes, yes, yes..." Zhuifeng's kick was not light, the yellow hair limped in pain and walked slowly, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen sports cars ran away without a trace.

Those people left, and when Zhuifeng looked back and saw Su Mang, he had already smiled mischievously on weekdays, "A bunch of idiots! Leave them alone and get in the car."

"Okay, Young Master Feng." After Su Mang sat down, he blinked and smiled at him, "I think you are more like a young master than Jiang Liuyun, and I will let you take his place in the future."

Zhuifeng smiled, and gave her a meaningful look, "Susu, one day you will know that although you have always had a good eye, you really missed it this time!"

"Ok?"

"In this world, there will never be anyone better than my young master!" Zhui Feng's tone was filled with infinite pride.

"Chasing the wind! Look!" Su Mang suddenly raised her head and screamed.

"What's wrong?" Zhuifeng was startled by her, and slammed on the brakes.

"Look, look... there are so many cows floating in the sky!" Su Mang pointed to the cloudless sky and shouted cheerfully.

Chase the black line.

It's very old, but...she looks so cute!

Rushing into the supermarket, Su Mang frantically selected. Seeing more and more ingredients in the shopping cart, Zhuifeng's eyes became brighter and brighter, "Susu, are you going to cook for us tonight?"

"Yes." Su Mang didn't tell him about inviting Xiao Ran and Ming Che, so just let him have fun for a while.

After the things were selected, Zhuifeng happily ran to pay the bill, a little more attentive than usual.

Su Mang watched Zhuifeng busy with his hands empty-handed, and reaffirmed that he devoted himself to practicing cooking at the beginning, which was indeed the most correct choice-no matter how lofty, arrogant, individual, and different people are, they can't get past their mouths This level!

In the evening, after Jiang Liuyun and Zhuyue returned home, Su Mang had prepared eight cold dishes. The eight cold dishes with different colors and shapes were placed on the crystal table, beautifully like a picture scroll.

"Susu, what day is it today, so rich?" Jiang Liuyun rushed into the kitchen laughing without washing his hands, "Is it my birthday?"

Su Mang glanced at him, "If it's your birthday, I'll cook you a bowl of noodles in plain water. I'm being polite to you if I'm willing to put a few grains of salt in for you."

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