Chapter 641 A Person of Passion

"It's alright, just take what your master gave you."

It's kind of funny that Chen Nian Shen is so thoughtful.

When adults encounter so many people, many of the recipients of the supplies they offer immediately refuse them. In this era of immense survival pressure, to refuse so many supplies as the first reaction is quite absurd.

However, this also shows that the adults did not misjudge the person.

If he truly wants to accept it with a clear conscience, he doesn't know what the adults think, but if he reflects on it deeply, he might feel a little uneasy.

Feng Ming still refused: "No, no, no, there are too many supplies. Even a large team like yours needs supplies. Besides, you have helped the base so much. We have no way of repaying you, so how can we take what we have?"

He meant it sincerely.

Feng Ming truly felt that the adults had helped the base too much, and he felt unworthy to accept these supplies.

Do you think adults lack these supplies?

Feng Ming looked at the supplies on the ground, which were several times more than those in his warehouse, and a question mark slowly appeared in his mind.

This little bit of supplies?

Do all big shots talk this arrogantly?

It has to be said that Feng Ming's gaze pleased Shen Nian Shen. He smiled and said, "Alright, sir, you really don't lack these supplies. Besides, do you think it's because you, sir, are capable of searching for supplies by yourself, yet you still bring along the ability users from the Lost City?"

Feng Ming suddenly understood, and his eyes instantly reddened: "So, so that's what the adults meant. I really want to cry my eyes out."

"So take it."

"Please thank the master for me," Feng Ming said, moved.

"Mm." Shen Nianshen nodded, then pulled out some supplies and said to Qiu Se and the others, "These supplies are for you."

Qiu Se and the others nodded, beaming with smiles: "Okay, thank you, sir."

Having been with the adults for some time, they understood their personalities, so they didn't refuse.

After sorting out the supplies, Shen Nianshen and the others returned home.

Feng Ming and the others were left behind, and people were ordered to move the supplies back to the warehouse.

As soon as Shen Nianshen and the others returned to their residence, a heartfelt article thanking Ling Ran came on the loudspeaker.

The article was so long and the language so rich that even Ling Ran felt a little embarrassed listening to it.

After listening to the broadcast for nearly half an hour, Su Yimo's expression was somewhat complicated: "I really didn't expect that City Lord Feng was also a sycophantic and sentimental person."

His licking skills are superb.

The others nodded in agreement.

Ling Ran instructed Uncle Chen, "Xiao Chen, cook. I haven't been eating well these past few days."

"Yes, sir, I'll go prepare right away."

Liu Xiuping said with heartache, "I noticed that you seem to have lost weight. You must be working so hard."

Shen Nian Shen: "..."

Were those steaming hot meals he had prepared in his space meant for feeding Cough Cough?

Su Yimo moved closer to Ling Ran and tenderly massaged his shoulders and back: "My lord, are you not used to being away from me?"

Meeting Su Yimo's bright eyes, Ling Ran swallowed her words and said, "Mm."

"I knew it." Su Yimo's eyes lit up even more. "Then next time you go out, please don't leave me behind again, okay?"

"Okay." If it really has to be thrown away, then it should be thrown away.

Su Yimo massaged Ling Ran's legs and asked, "My lord, when do we leave the Lost City?"

Generally speaking, adults will leave after giving out the supplies.

During this time, the adults were away, and they lived in the Lost City. Although it was peaceful, it was not very interesting and was far less fun than being with the adults.

Also, Su Yimo feels like she's been poisoned. It's been quite a while since she left the Beijing base, and she still doesn't want to be in a relationship.

Did some young man really manage to get her under his thumb?

No, she's clearly a scumbag!

We must talk at the next base!