danger!My wives are too strong

Chapter 160 How much is this melon per catty?

After the intimacy between the two ended, Su Xuening noticed Cheng Xiaoyao belatedly.

"Huh? Cheng Xiaoyao, so you're here too?"

"I've been standing here for a long time."

Cheng Xiaoyao answered casually, then pulled Su Xuening's suitcase, and said as he walked, "Let's leave here first, and have something to eat on the way back."

"Alright, it's time for lunch."

Su Xuening nodded in agreement, and immediately threw herself on Mu Feng's body, saying in a nonchalant tone: "Mu Feng, I want you to carry me behind your back!"

"Good good..."

A little helplessness appeared between Mu Feng's brows, and then he supported Su Xuening's legs with his backhand and carried them on his back.

Su Xuening smirked for a while, and pressed against Mu Feng's cheek tightly, seeming to enjoy it, but also acting like a spoiled child.

Not long after, Mu Feng suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"Mu Feng, what's wrong?"

Su Xuening asked in confusion.

Mu Feng frowned slightly, shaking his body slightly.

Then, under Su Xuening's puzzled gaze, Mu Feng tentatively asked: "Xue Ning, you...are you fat?"

"I don't have it!! Mu Feng, you idiot!!"

After all, Su Xuening bit Mu Feng's earlobe unceremoniously, causing Mu Feng to cry out in pain.

"Hey! Xue Ning, are you going to bite off my ear?"

"Hmph! Let you talk nonsense! Don't you know that weight has always been a sensitive issue for women?!"

"Before you, I never fell in love, how could I know these things!?"

"Then won't you go find out?"

"Didn't you strictly forbid me to learn about these things?"

"...It seems to be the same."

Su Xuening froze for a few seconds, then lightly rubbed Mu Feng's cheek to hide her embarrassment.

......

After about half an hour.

Cheng Xiaoyao, Mu Feng and Su Xuening walked into a restaurant.

It was the peak time for eating at this time, and they had to wait for a long time before they could have this lunch.

Su Xuening didn't care much about this, she leaned her head on Mu Feng's shoulder and played with her phone quietly.

Mu Feng had nothing to do, so he tilted his head and watched Su Xuening play with the phone.

Seeing this, Cheng Xiaoyao held his forehead speechlessly, and quietly left the restaurant.

"What is Cheng Xiaoyao going to do?"

"I don't know. You send a message to ask Cheng Xiaoyao?"

"Forget it, you should be back in a while."

Su Xuening shook the phone slightly, "Mu Feng, why don't we buy a pair of couple bracelets? Necklaces are also fine."

"I can do it, do you have money?"

"Of course, I will definitely be richer than you."

"......you sure?"

Mu Feng took out his mobile phone and called up the balance of his bank card.

Su Xuening took a few serious glances, and there was a bit of astonishment between her brows, "Mu Feng, where did you get so much money?"

Before she finished speaking, she seemed to have thought of something bad, and her complexion became extremely bad: "Truthfully recruited, are you being taken care of by a rich woman?"

"How is that possible! This is obviously the money I earned by my skills!"

"Really? I don't believe that I can make so much money in just over a week."

Su Xuening covered her phone with her backhand, then grabbed Mu Feng's collar, and asked in a deep voice: "Mu Feng, you'd better recruit it truthfully, otherwise..."

While speaking, Su Xuening took out a special anti-wolf electric baton, and pressed the switch as if threatening.

crackle!

The current breaks through the air, leaving a crooked arc.

"It's a long story..."

Mu Feng let out a long sigh of relief, and gently pushed Su Xuening's arm away, "Don't look at how short this one week is, in fact, I have encountered a lot of things."

"Talk slowly, I'm not in a hurry."

Even so, when the words fell, Su Xuening pressed the switch of the anti-wolf electric baton, causing it to shoot out blue arcs.

Seeing this, Mu Feng pondered for a few seconds, as if trying to organize his words, and then narrated what happened recently.

Mu Feng's memory became a little fuzzy due to traveling through a full three times, and he faltered two or three times before explaining the experience of this period of time clearly.

"So..." Su Xuening seemed a little unbelievable, "You are now a researcher at the Distortion Void Research Center, and you are also valued by the chief researcher?"

Mu Feng nodded slightly, and replied: "Yes. During the period, we also solved an incident where the experimental subject went berserk."

"This... why did you go to work in that place?"

"Cheng Xiaoyao recommended me to work there, saying that it would be of great help to me...Xue Ning, you don't want me to work there?"

"That's not..."

Su Xuening thought of something, suddenly sighed, and fell into speechless silence.

Mu Feng wanted to ask, but seeing Su Xuening's silent appearance, the question that came to his lips suddenly choked up, and he couldn't make any sound.

Not long after, Cheng Xiaoyao returned to the table where the two were sitting with a watermelon in his hand.

Seeing that the two were not tired of being together, Cheng Xiaoyao couldn't help asking in surprise: "What's wrong with you? Are you having trouble?"

"No."

Su Xuening shook her head, then looked at the watermelon in Cheng Xiaoyao's hand.

"Did you go to buy watermelon just now?"

"Yeah. There happened to be iced watermelons on the opposite side, so I went to buy a watermelon."

Cheng Xiaoyao replied, and then condensed a pitch-black sharp blade on the tip of his index finger, and cut the watermelon open, dividing it into six equal parts.

During this period, Su Xuening stared at the pitch-black blade thoughtfully.

"Eat some watermelon first, we should wait a while for lunch."

"Ah."

Su Xuening picked up a piece of watermelon, took a bite, and handed it to Mu Feng.

Without hesitation, Mu Feng followed Su Xuening's bite marks and bit off a small piece of watermelon flesh.

Seeing this, Su Xuening showed a satisfied smile, took a bite and handed it to Mu Feng again.

The behavior of the two choked Cheng Xiaoyao's throat like a fishbone.

——The watermelon in my hand suddenly became less sweet.

If she had known this, she shouldn't have bought watermelons.

......

After eating and drinking, Cheng Xiaoyao, Mu Feng and Su Xuening walked out of the restaurant.

"Mu Feng, how about we buy some watermelons to take back? I remember that you don't seem to have any fruit at home."

"it is good."

sound off.

The three of them walked straight to the opposite watermelon stand without stopping.

Before they could pick the watermelon, a rough voice suddenly sounded in their ears.

"Hey! Dude, how much is this melon... how much is it per catty?"

The three of them followed the prestige and saw a middle-aged man with a little bald head get off the electric car and walked quickly to the front of the watermelon stand.

Cheng Xiaoyao frowned slightly, tugged at the corners of Mu Feng and Su Xuening's clothes, and signaled them to leave the watermelon stall.

Mu Feng and Su Xuening looked at each other, although they were puzzled, they still left the watermelon stand.

"Cheng Xiaoyao, what's wrong?"

"That person is an Ethereal One, and..."

Cheng Xiaoyao hesitated for a moment, and then continued, "His pupils are not the usual dark brown, but blood-like red."

"Blood red pupils?"

Mu Feng frowned suddenly, he seemed to have heard similar things somewhere.

However, before he could remember anything specific, the man made further moves.

Chapter 160 Six Are You Splitting My Melon? !

The middle-aged man walked quickly to the front of the watermelon stall, leaned over and patted the watermelon gently.

The chattering watermelon stall owner glanced at the middle-aged man and replied casually, "Three yuan a catty."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was taken aback, and quickly withdrew his right hand that was patting the watermelon.

"What's up..."

"Is the rind of your melon made of gold, or the melon particles made of gold?"

Having said that, the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes to hide the gleam of madness that flashed in his eyes.

Hearing this, the owner of the watermelon stall frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

However, he didn't attack immediately, and patiently explained with the concept of "the customer is God":

"Flower City is now a well-known tourist city, not to mention it is near the station..."

"The ones I sell are already very cheap. If you think it's too expensive, I still think it's too expensive."

Seemingly thinking that what the watermelon stall owner said made sense, the middle-aged man nodded and said, "That's fine, just pick one for me."

"okay!"

The owner of the watermelon stall picked randomly at the stall, and finally chose a larger watermelon.

"What do you think of this? Big and sweet!"

The middle-aged man didn't look at the watermelon, but looked straight into the eyes of the owner of the watermelon stall, and asked in a deep voice, "Your melon...is it ripe?"

The owner of the watermelon stall frowned, already a little angry in his heart, but thinking of the unpaid mortgage and the milk powder for the children at home, he could only forcefully suppress the anger in his heart.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said with a smile: "Look at what you said, if I open a fruit stand, can I still sell your raw melon eggs?"

However, the middle-aged man didn't appreciate it. With a straight face, he asked in a deep voice: "I ask you, is this melon ripe?!"

The aggressiveness of the middle-aged man completely ignited the anger in the heart of the watermelon stall owner.

"Did you come here on purpose to find fault?"

The owner of the watermelon stand pretended to be fierce, and threatened angrily: "Do you want this melon?"

The middle-aged man sneered, and said: "If the melon is ripe, I will definitely want it, but if it is not ripe, what should I do?"

While talking, the middle-aged man walked into the watermelon stand, raised his trouser legs, and sat behind the watermelon stand.

Looking at the watermelon knife on the table, an obscure light flashed in his eyes, and then he picked up the watermelon knife calmly.