Chapter 229, Little Money Fan
While Shen Shuqing didn't find out.

Shen Shushu pulled Feng Yu down the stairs lightly.

"Come on, Brother Feng, Niu Niu will take you to eat delicious and spicy food!"

"..."

Feng Yu lowered his eyes, lifted his eyelids, glanced at the small money bag in her palm without any trace, and smiled slightly with his lips curled up: "Is the money Niuniu carries enough?"

Sensing his gaze, Shen Shushu instantly recovered from his words, subconsciously hid the small money bag behind her back, raised her cheeks slightly, blinked and said, "Brother Feng, are you afraid that I will betray you?"

"Ah"

Feng Yu pursed his lips, and his tone was slightly disgusted: "You can still sell me with your brain?"

Hearing this, Shen Shushu choked immediately, widened her eyes, and stared at him accusingly: "What's wrong with my brain!? Brother Feng, don't look down on me!"

Feng Yu smiled without saying a word.

Shen Shushu pursed her lips, walked a few steps faster, and muttered to herself: "I look down on people, but I still want to eat beef noodles!"

Feng Yu, who was only one step behind, immediately listened to her words.

"I suddenly felt that one serving of beef noodles might not be enough."

The little girl stopped for a moment.

She turned around, puffed her cheeks, and said angrily, "Then you're going to make me poor!"

"If it's not enough, I have it."

As soon as the words were finished, Feng Yu took out the money bag from his sleeve and looked at the heavy bag.

Shen Shushu blinked, and her eyes lit up instantly. Resisting the urge to reach out, she murmured: "I want it too."

Feng Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and then threw the money bag in her arms into her arms: "Two servings of beef noodles, is it enough?"

"Enough is enough!"

Shen Shushu held the money bag with sparkling eyes, and kept nodding her head: "Brother Feng! You are really kind!"

It would be even better if I gave her the purse every day!
The little girl thought happily in her heart.

Unexpectedly——

"I paid for the beef noodles, and I will keep the rest."

"so……"

Shen Shushu frowned, her face collapsed: "Isn't this for me?"

"When did I ever say I would give it to you?"

"..."

Ah, it turned out that she was thinking too much.
-
Still the original noodle stall.

Shen Shushu propped her chin with one hand, lowered her head, and looked at Feng Yu eagerly: "Brother Feng, why do you carry so much money with you?" She didn't give any of it to her.

Feng Yu washed the teacup calmly, poured a cup of hot tea, and pushed it in front of her: "Qin Ran prepared it before going out."

"oh oh"

Shen Shushu took the teacup and nodded thoughtfully.

It turns out that Protector Qin Ran is in charge of the financial power of the Demon Palace.

If she had known, she should have asked Protector Qin Ran for some money.

Maybe it's because her property of being a money fan is too obvious, Feng Yu's hands paused, he turned his eyes, and stared at her deeply: "Why, you want it too?"

"I……"

"Come on, two guests, the beef noodles you ordered are here, be careful of being hot."

Just as Shen Shushu was about to speak, she was interrupted by the boss unexpectedly.

What I wanted to say was instantly stuck in my throat.

Feng Yu curled his lips and raised his eyebrows at her: "Give me the money."

Shen Shushu took out two ingots of broken silver in pain, with a hesitant expression, full of reluctance.

The owner of the noodle stall looked at her suspiciously, and asked, "Hey, little girl, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Shushu gritted her teeth, put the money on the table, and forced a smile: "...No, it's fine."

Woo!
her silver!

 good night, okay

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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