President Bingshan's Cold Guard

After about 10 minutes, Reaper and Jian Chi changed their clothes and came to the restaurant on the first floor.

"Mengxue, let me introduce you, this is Death, my friend."

"This is Jian Chi, a friend I just made yesterday."

"Reaper, Jian Chi, this is the object you will protect in the next few days, Zhao Mengxue."

After a brief introduction, Zhao Mengxue politely greeted the two gods of death.

Reaper and Jian Chi just nodded slightly and didn't say much.

"Mengxue, don't look outside, the two of them have different personalities, and they don't like communicating with people very much."

Seeing the cold looks of the two, Su Yang explained.

Zhao Mengxue shook her head, and didn't care too much. Since she is Su Yang's friend, she is quite at ease.

"Why are you standing still, move your chopsticks, I've been busy for several hours, let's taste how it tastes."

As soon as the words fell, Su Yang picked up the bowl and began to pick it up in his mouth, eating like before, he couldn't bear to look directly at it.

The god of death next to him didn't move his chopsticks in a hurry, looked at the delicious food in front of him, and asked, "Su Yang, you made all of this?"

He didn't expect Kuanglong, the famous master of the Holy Demon Palace, to cook for others, and it seems that his cooking skills are not bad.

"Of course, let me tell you, you are lucky today, otherwise, you will never try my cooking in this life."

Su Yang raised his head, said indistinctly, and then started to eat again.

The god of death curled his lips, didn't he just cook a meal, what's there to be proud of.

However, after a long discussion with Jian Chi in the morning, he was indeed a little hungry, so he finally put down his airs, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and started to move.

As soon as the food came into his mouth, Death was full of surprises. He didn't expect that these dishes not only looked great, but also tasted great.

Even a five-star Michelin chef may not be able to cook such delicious food.

Jian Chi next to him also looked surprised, but he hasn't tasted such a delicious meal for a long time.

When he was on the mountain, it was just him and the master, so the job of cooking naturally fell on him.

Although the food he cooks is delicious, but compared with Su Yang, it's really not as good as 01:30.

Soon, Reaper and Jian Chi found out that something was wrong, not to mention Su Yang's turbulent eating appearance, Zhao Mengxue, Long Zihan and other three women were not slow to eat.

In this dazed moment, a quarter of the delicacies on the table have been wiped out by Su Yang and the others. If they don't start, they will really have nothing to eat.

At first, the god of death still wanted to taste every delicious food, but now it seems that it can't be done, and it is more important to fill the stomach.

After a quarter of an hour, all the food on the table was wiped out, not even a scum was left.

"Comfortable." Long Zihan wiped the corner of his mouth with a satisfied face.

Compared with Long Zihan, Zhao Mengxue was much more reserved. Although her face was full of unfinished thoughts, she quickly covered it up.

"Mengxue, you go to the living room to have a meeting first, I'll tidy up here, I have something for you later."

While wearing an apron, Su Yang drove Zhao Mengxue and others out of the restaurant.

Seeing the pink apron on Su Yang, Reaper's eyes lit up, and immediately took out his mobile phone, and took a picture of Su Yang wearing the pink apron.

Hearing the click of the camera shutter, Su Yang threatened in a cold voice, "Reaper, what are you taking pictures of me for? Delete the pictures quickly."

After all, he is the mad dragon, the master of the majestic Holy Demon Palace. If the photo in the hands of the god of death leaks out, what is his majesty?How will he gain a foothold in the western dark world in the future?
Unexpectedly, Reaper didn't listen to Su Yang's words, put away the phone directly, and walked towards the living room.

He had never seen Su Yang like this before, he just thought it was interesting, so he took a picture of it.

The current Su Yang is quite different from the Su Yang he knew before, and this contrast is worth recording.

Seeing the god of death slipping away so fast, Su Yang was a little helpless, and cleaned up the dishes on the dining table.

"Sister Mengxue, just now Su Yang said that there is something for you, what is it?"

Originally, Long Zihan wanted to go back to the room to catch up on the cage, but Su Yang's words just now successfully aroused her inner curiosity.

Zhao Mengxue shook her head slightly, and said blankly: "I don't know either, I will know later."

She was as curious as Long Zihan, who knew what Su Yang would give her.

Seeing that Zhao Mengxue didn't know, Long Zihan lay directly on the sofa, his eyes glanced back and forth in the direction of the restaurant from time to time.

"Zihan, you will also change your clothes later, go for a run in the gym with me, and exercise well."

Zhao Mengxue's tone was very unquestionable, and there was no room for Long Zihan's objection.

"Okay, I haven't exercised for a long time, so I can exercise my muscles and bones." Long Zihan nodded obediently.

Ten minutes later, Su Yang finally came to the living room, holding an antique wooden box in his hand.

Seeing Su Yang approaching, Long Zihan immediately bounced off the sofa, "Su Yang, what's in this box?"

Just from the wooden box, she knew that the things in the box were very valuable.

Su Yang sat down next to Zhao Mengxue, put the wooden box on the coffee table, and opened it, and the gold silk soft armor lay inside.

Seeing the golden silk soft armor in the box, Long Zihan's mouth became an O shape. She never thought that Su Yang would give Zhao Mengxue such an expensive gift.

The eyes of Zhao Mengxue next to her were full of shock, and she felt a little unbelievable. She couldn't figure out why Su Yang would give herself such an expensive gift.

"Mengxue, this is a gold silk soft armor, invulnerable to swords and guns, water and fire, and you will wear it next to your body in the future, and it will always play a role in critical moments."

Su Yang gave a brief introduction with a very gentle tone.

"Gold silk soft armor? Isn't that something that only appeared in movies?" Long Zihan was a little surprised, but the golden silk soft armor looked extraordinary.

"Besides, this golden silk soft armor is as thin as a cicada's wing, so it won't feel too heavy when worn on the body, and it won't hurt your skin."

Ignoring Long Zihan's surprise, Su Yang continued to explain to Zhao Mengxue.

Zhao Mengxue took a deep breath, looked into Su Yang's eyes and said, "Su Yang, this golden silk soft armor must be very expensive, right? I can't accept this gift."

If the golden silk soft armor is really as powerful as Su Yang said, it must be expensive, and you won't get paid for nothing, so she can't just accept it.

"It's okay, a friend gave it to me, don't take it for nothing."

Su Yang waved his hands, and said seriously: "This golden silk soft armor can save your life at a critical moment, but it is of no use to me, so you should accept it."

With his current strength, there are very few people who can hurt him, and those who can pose a threat to him, if they really want to kill him, this golden silk soft armor is no different from a piece of broken paper.