Chaoyang said cheerfully, "That's hilarious. If they'd begged me, I might have stored their stuff for them. They're so impatient, running off like that."
Feng Moxi didn't bother to call him out. 'That guy is just asking for a punch.'
'If He Ping had actually begged him, that guy would have definitely said, 'Huh? What was that? I can't hear you. Say it again!''
Seeing Feng Moxi's nonchalant expression, Chaoyang ambled over with a grin and stored her car in his space as well.
Luo Yunxi deliberately feigned shock, shouting, "Are you guys magicians? Where did the cars go?"
"HAHAHA." Chaoyang shot Feng Moxi a sideways glance, then laughed heartily and headed for the side slope.
Feng Moxi took Ling Yusi's hand and followed slowly. 'This group has too many capable people,' she thought. 'It's better to let them take the lead.'
