My Sassy ‘Crown Princess’

Cang Qian directly eight tables of dishes, a whole table of dishes especially for Boss Lou, Zheng Yu and Su Wudi each.

Mo Fei looked at Boss Lou and others, frowned, and then said with a bit hesitation, “You don’t have to order so much for them. They wouldn’t eat much.”

Cang Qian looked at Mo Fei with disdain and said, “Hum, you have eyes but fail to see Taishan Mountain. Those three little things all have great appetite.”

Mo Fei, “…”

Boss Lou grabbed a pig’s leg, which was almost as high as he was, and gnawed it in his big mouth.

Looking at Boss Lou’s appearance, Mo Fei secretly sighed melancholy. How could he find a wife with that awful eating appearance?

Then he turned to Su Wudi who nearly buried his face in a dish, and then Zheng Yu who had minced meat all over the face, and felt a bit relieved. So his son was alone!

Cang Qian nibbled the chicken leg and looked at Mo Fei and others with disdain. “Look at your ugly eating appearance. It’s just like you haven’t had anything for ten thousand years.”

Mo Fei could not help twitching at the corner of his mouth. You yourself are eating so ugly, how do you have the face to say that?

“This is some good wine!” said Cang Qian.

Meng Cheng said hurriedly, “This is the signature wine in this restaurant. Although it tastes good, it has a strong aftereffect and you can’t drink much…”

“Ten more jars of this wine, boss. No, twenty jars.” Cang Qian raised his hand.

Mo Fei rubbed his forehead and said, “Too much wine hurts your body. Don’t drink so much.”

Cang Qian’s face changed and he patted on the table. “What are you saying? You say this thing can hurt me?”

Mo Fei smiled awkwardly, waved his hand and said, “No, no, how could this wine possibly hurt you!”

Cang Qian smiled complacently and said, “Of course, who am I? I never get drunk!”

Mo Fei gave a hollow laugh. Does Cang Qian know the word low-profile? Doesn’t he see that people around are all looking over at them?

Cang Qian looked at Mo Fei, cocked his head and said, “Hey, why do you look so awful? Feeling sick?”

Mo Fei shook his head, “I’m fine. I’m fine.”

A moment later, Mo Fei saw that Boss Lou buried his whole face in a soup and the soup was dramatically decreasing.

Mo Fei looked at Boss Lou’s appearance and felt a bit helpless in the heart.

Eyes blinking, Cang Qian laughed as he looked at the way Boss Lou was eating, “Boss Lou really has a good appetite!”

Mo Fei nodded, “Yeah!”

Meng Cheng looked at the few of them, feeling a bit not right.

“Bang!” There was a sudden explosion.

Mo Fei frowned, as he turned his head, he saw that the little sea monster was lying there, with broken pieces of a wine jar next to him.

He touched his forehead, the little sea monster is such a damned drunkard.

Before, the little monster shrank his body and hid in Boss Lou’s hand pretending to be his doll. But now, as he got drunk, his body inflated and got the wine jar broken.

Meng Cheng looked at the little sea monster and couldn’t help frowning, “What is that thing?”

Mo Fei smiled awkwardly and said, “Nothing, nothing, just a doll. It expands when it meets water.”

Meng Cheng was full of doubt, “Really?”

Mo Fei nodded, “Yes!”

Mo Fei clutched the little sea monster and put him away in his spiritual monster bag.

As he raised his head, he saw that Boss Lou was holding a jar of wine, while Su Wudi was watching aside with curiosity.

“Oh my little ancestor! You can’t drink it yet.” Mo Fei snatched it away from him. Those little things!

“…”

Meng Cheng watched Cang Qian eat up all five tables of food himself.

Mo Fei looked at the Qang Qian and said, “You should eat less!”

Cang Qian cast a glance at him and said, “Why? You can’t afford it?”

“No, I am just afraid it would ruin your image if you eat like this. Before, the girl in the red dress said she would protect you. If she sees you eat like this, she won’t protect you anymore, you know.” said Mo Fei worriedly.

Cang Qian bared his teeth at Mo Fei and said, “Do you think I need someone to protect me?”

Mo Fei smiled dryly and said, “No, no.”

Meng Cheng looked at Cang Qian and couldn’t help saying, “Dude, impressive!”

Lou Yu gave him an eye and asked, “Impressive? Why?”

Meng Cheng shrugged his shoulders, “this wine is call Mengpo Ghost wine, ordinary people drink three cups and already get wasted, but this dude, he incredibly ordered dozens of jars, and, incredibly drank them all.”

Mo Fei sighed helplessly in the heart, such strong wine would be super expensive!

Some cold feeling flashed across Lou Yu’s eyes, “Meng Cheng, how many jars of this kind of wine could a common heavenly class master drink?”

“I’m not sure. Before, the ghost swordsman Tianqing seemed to have drunk thirteen jars.” Meng Cheng replied.

Mo Fei froze there and thought to himself: damn, Cang Qian broke the record! This guy really doesn’t know to keep low-key!

Cang Qian clapped open another jar and drank it all.

“This wine is not bad, not bad, after drinking it, my whole body feels hot, and my star source force is boiling up, this thing could improve my star source force! You can also have a try!” Cang Qian said, kind of drunk.

Mo Fei chuckled and said, “Is that so? I won’t drink it. I’ll leave it all to you.”

Cang Qian nodded. “All right, leave them all to me, but I won’t thank you.”

Mo Fei smiled and said, “No need, no need.”

Meng Cheng looked at Cang Qian’s enjoying look, saying carefully, “you are not full, are you?”

Cang Qian looked at Meng Cheng with admiration and said, “Haha, good eyes.”

“Do you want to order more?” Meng Cheng asked.

Cang Qian shook his head and said, “No, I’ll change another restaurant and continue eating.”

Meng Cheng, “…”

“…”