Chapter 7： President: being driven out of the house

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Although Su Mu did not make a full seat for the Han Dynasty, she also did a lot of dishes.

When she came out of the kitchen to see Feng Xinglang, her eyes widened. "How did Mr. Feng come?"

Feng Xinglang had a little more thought of watching the drama, "Subei said you let him take me back to dinner."

Su Mu subconsciously retorted: "Nonsense! I clearly asked him to bring his favorite girl back to dinner."

After talking, Su Mu felt something was wrong.

When the reaction came, the expression on his face cracked.

The girl you like is equal to Feng Xinglang, then ...

Su Mu froze in place.

Su Bei's miserable man opened a stool for Feng Xinglang, "Feng always don't dislike it."

Feng Xinglang scanned the dishes on the table, "What did you do?"

Subei said with a smile: "I can't cook."

Feng Xinglang twirled his fingers, striking the desktop rhythmically.

With every knock, Northern Jiangsu felt tight and oppressed.

In the end, Su Mu, who was slowed down, relieved Su Bei. "Feng Zong, my Su Bei fried kitchen is fine, just cook."

"If you really feel that I am not appetizing, then I can only say that the hospitality is not good enough."

Feng Xinglang stopped tapping on the table, "It's my pleasure to eat dishes made by Mrs. Su's hands."

During the entire meal, the atmosphere was very strange, and North Jiangsu was like a needle felt.

Finally, Feng Xinglang was sent away, and Su Mu let out a lion roar, "Subei! You come to the old lady!"

North Jiangsu shook, haha, "What, mom, I'm going to take a shower!"

Su Mu slapped the table, "Come back!"

Su Bei moved to Su Su's side, Su Mu directly shouted at his ears and said: "Long skill! Just provoke the women, even if you have Feng Fenglang's idea, you are crazy!"

Subei's ears grin straight, "Mom, it hurts! I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy."

Su Mu let go of Su Bei's ear, "Then tell me, what's going on?"

This is a pain in Northern Jiangsu, and there is no way to say it.

Su Mu asked: "Don't tell me that you entered the kitchen today just to seal the line!"

Subei Gu said to him, "Mom, I haven't taken a shower in a few days, it's uncomfortable."

Su was so angry that she pushed Su Bei out of the door in a clean manner. "I tell you, if you can find me a daughter-in-law, don't you want to come back!"

Subei, who was swept out of the house, was not sad at all, because he could go to Fenghanglang's house to be admitted!

To a certain extent, Su Mu is a good assist!

However, Su Bei felt a little sorry for Su Mother. He was destined to let her down when he was about to do the task.

Subei originally planned to buy a bunch of flowers or something, and then went to Feng Xinglang's house to be admitted.

But it was found that all the cards in northern Jiangsu were stopped.

Needless to say, it must have been done by Su Mu.

Even more frightening is that Subei has no money for taxis.

For the task, he chose to walk to the Paradise Villa.

The paradise villa is on the mountainside in the suburbs. In the north of Jiangsu, it took two hours.

He was directly paralyzed at the door of Fengxing Lang's villa.

The point is that Feng Xinglang is not there yet.

Northern Jiangsu could only squat pitifully at the door and wait for Feng Xinglang to return.

It was getting dark, and northern Jiangsu was cold and tired, and his sleepy eyes could not be opened.

When Feng Xinglang finished his affairs and returned home, he found that an individual was squatting in front of his house.

A yellow hair was pulled down, his eyes were godless, and it looked like a homeless stray dog, pitiful.

Su Bei heard the movement suddenly raised his head, opened his mouth and said: "I was kicked out by my mother, the big man begs to stay!"

Feng Xinglang thought that Subei at this time was more like a puppy. If he had a tail, he must be shaking.

His expression remained unchanged: "My home is not a shelter."

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