Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 1220 Extra Story: Stubble Boss Wife

The expression on his face froze immediately, and then, up, down, left, and right, he touched all the places where he could hold money.

Shi Shenqing watched the play while clutching the steamed buns, and stood outside the booth, watching Lin Feng's originally arrogant expression slowly collapse.

If there was a flame blessing behind him, he might not even be able to see the flames now, only the black smoke slowly rising into the sky.

The waiter waited patiently beside him for a while, seeing that his face was a bit embarrassed, the experienced waiter frowned, and looked at him with the look of dislike in his eyes, just like when Lin Feng disliked him:
"Guest officer, you don't have any money with you, do you?"

Lin Feng still groped and struggled up and down on his body for a while, and finally put down his hand proudly.

: "I...forgot to bring it."

When he said this, his back was straight, but he quietly put down his foot on the bench.

"Hey?" The shop clerk's smiling face disappeared without a trace. He put his rag on his shoulder and widened his eyes:

"What do you eat if you don't have money? Are you playing with me here?"

"I'm playing with you?" Lin Feng couldn't let go of his face when he heard the words, he stood up abruptly, overtook the waiter's head, and yelled at the waiter fiercely:

"Do you see that I wear and use all over my body, as if I have no money?"

The waiter was so frightened that he took two steps back. Lin Feng's aura had been honed by Ying Hao's side for many years, and the murderous arrogance can be said to be very strong, but——

The proprietress who was still washing the dishes on one side rolled up her sleeves, "Is he eating the overlord's meal? Are you still pretending to be an uncle here?"

She pushed aside the cowardly waiter, and looked Lin Feng up and down:
"Hey, look at the person dressed like a dog. If you don't know, you might think someone's dog came out to order food in clothes!"

"throat."

Shi Shenqing tightly squeezed the half steamed bun in her hand, suppressing the smile on her mouth and continuing to watch the play.

Lin Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, feeling that he had suffered an insult he had never experienced before:

"What did you say? Do you know who I am?"

"I know!"

The proprietress was squeezed into a slender body, pinching her waist with both hands, and her round body was more able to suppress the situation: "Person who pretends to be a big money!"

Lin Feng gritted his teeth: "I just forgot to bring the money!"

The proprietress hummed amusedly:
"Hey, what are you who forgot to bring money? There are people who forgot to bring eighteen generations of ancestors, but this is the first time for an upright person like you?"

As she spoke, she glanced at the long sword in Lin Feng's hand:
"Hey, you still have a sword with you. Are you still a wandering swordsman at home?"

The proprietress pursed her red lips: "Well, I've filled out the wontons for you, and you can't put them back if they are dusty, and you can feed them to pigs when you take them back. As for me, show mercy, it's not easy for you child to wander around the world , you just perform a big chest broken stone at my door to attract customers, this bowl of wonton, I invite you."

"You—" Lin Feng drew out his sword, "You don't want to toast or eat fine wine!"

The proprietress immediately glared, pointing to the guests on the left and right:
"Hey! Did you guys see it? You have drawn your sword, you have drawn your sword!! This wandering swordsman is capable of bullying good women."

Lin Feng ran into a problem, and he was right. He wanted to pay back, but he couldn't kill him, so he saw the big-faced plate desperately pasting on his sword:
"Come on, come on, put down my two catties of meat, I don't have any meat to make wontons, come on!"

(End of this chapter)