Chapter 982: Momo, That’s Mine

After saying that, Su Zimo winked at him mischievously, and the way the two of them got along returned to the past.

Murong Shaofeng ate half of the porridge in his mouth. After listening to Su Zimo's words, he looked at her blankly. Why did these words sound so awkward to him? He quickly swallowed the porridge and said.

"Momo, are you praising me or derogating me? What does it mean to be so elegant, rich and talented, but others don't know it? In my opinion, everyone in the world knows that I am elegant and talented. He is talented, not to mention in terms of cultivation."

"Shao Feng, I have never found you to be so thick-skinned. Sometimes, explaining is just covering up, and covering up is making up stories. I just understand!"

Su Zimo smiled with a smile on his face.

"I've always been so thick-skinned, Momo, didn't you already know that?"

Murong Shaofeng had a smile on his face, she was the only one who could make him feel so happy physically and mentally, and only she dared to be so bold and presumptuous in front of him, and he liked her presumptuousness even more.

"That's right. Only others say people are thick-skinned, but no one admits that they are thick-skinned. Shao Feng, do you know what's best about you?"

Su Zimo suddenly stretched her neck and looked at Murong Shaofeng playfully.

"where?"

Murong Shaofeng narrowed his eyes at her, but actually he didn't want to answer.

"You are self-aware! It's much better than being narcissistic like you are."

"I think narcissism is better than self-knowledge!"

"That's right. After all, narcissism is more noble."

While talking, Su Zimo's bowl of lily porridge had reached the bottom.

He said with some emotion: "This man! Don't think too much, just follow what others say and go with the flow! Just like me, sometimes I can make life so compact that I don't even have time to complain, so I don't have time to bother myself. ah!"

After hearing this, Murong Shaofeng pursed his lips and smiled, as bright as the bright moon in the sky. How many people in the world can live as open-minded as her?

Su Zimo licked her lips and had endless aftertaste. When she saw the half bowl of porridge in front of Murong Shaofeng, Su Zimo unceremoniously took the half bowl of porridge in front of Murong Shaofeng and drank it.

"Momo, that's mine."

Murong Shaofeng relished the taste of lily in his mouth and watched helplessly as a certain woman took away his porridge blatantly. His handsome face became aggrieved as he looked at Su Zimo.

"The beauty rolls up the beaded curtain and sits deep with a furrowed brow, Shao Feng, you will charm a lot of women with this look on you."

Su Zimo looked at him with a mischievous smile.

Murong Shaofeng bit his lip and became even more charming. He could indeed enchant others, but he could not enchant her.

"Also, how many times have I told you, I am not one of those rich ladies who only eat one or two bites. My appetite is three times that of those rich ladies. How can I eat enough for such a small bowl like yours?"

Murong Shaofeng was about to answer when suddenly, a cold yet angry voice came.

"Then why don't you eat mine?"

Mu Yunxuan walked out of the inner room, he was the only one, and Xin'er hadn't woken up yet.

"Yours has mung beans, which I don't like."

Su Zimo answered unequivocally.

Upon hearing this, Mu Yunxuan quickly walked over.

He looked at Murong Shaofeng coldly.

"Murong Shaofeng, how can you treat guests like this? Why is it that you two have lily porridge, while I have mung bean porridge?"

Murong Shaofeng took another elegant bite before answering slowly.

"As far as I know, what the Holy Master likes to eat is mung bean porridge."

In one sentence, Mu Yunxuan's words that just came to his lips were taken away.