"Such an impatient person..."
Chen Mu shook his head speechlessly, and quickly took out his favorite chicken wing tip.
Since Su Bingbing has such a business mind.
The delicious chicken wing tips belong to him!
Thinking this way.
Chen Mu, with lightning speed, began to devour the coconut chicken in the pot while Su Bingbing was not present.
He also poured himself a glass of lemon cola, pairing hot with cold.
Indeed, an unhealthy food pairing makes for a cheerful mood.
A few minutes later.
When Su Bingbing walked out with the married owners of the coconut chicken shop, there was a big smile on her face.
The owner even directly locked the shop door as his wife went to pick up their child.
Owner: "If I knew that brat was really smoking, he'd be in trouble."
Chen Mu raised his eyebrow, "Disciplining a child should be measured; Owner, I'll teach you a few critical points. As long as you avoid these points, you can smack anywhere else!"
