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Mu Yanxi also joined in the fun and bought two yuan, ate two mouthfuls, squinted her eyes and smiled, and handed a small piece to Rong Chu, "Try it too, it's delicious."

she remembers. .

Rong Chu likes to eat sweets very much.

This flower cake. .He should also like it.

Rong Chu has never tried eating in public.

He hesitated for two seconds, as if a little embarrassed.

"Hurry up, don't you like sweets very much? This Baihua cake tastes really good." Mu Yanxi blinked at him, her eyes were very bright.

His eyes seem to be saying, I am not lying to you, it is really delicious, you will know it after eating it.

Such gaze. .

He just couldn't say no.

All the manners and images in my mind were thrown aside.

"Is it tasty?"

"Yeah." Rong Chu nodded, and had to admit that no matter how good the royal chef in the palace was, sometimes the food he made was not as delicious as the folks.

Such as this hundred flower cake.

Something out of the ordinary.

The materials used in the palace are better, but the taste is not as good.

Seeing that he liked it, Mu Yanxi had already walked ten meters away from the booth, and pulled him back.

Rong Chu asked curiously, "Yanxi, where are you going?"

"It's hard to come out once, buy more things to go back, you like this Baihua cake, I'll buy two more."

She struggled to squeeze through the crowd.

Rong Chu dislikes being touched.

I didn't like to be lively at first, but now I am crowded in the crowd, there are all kinds of smells in the air, the smell of powder on women, the smell of sweat on men, and even the smell of fish on fishermen, everything is his. intolerable.

He couldn't help feeling agitated.

this moment. .

Seeing her struggling to squeeze into the booth selling Baihua Tang, sweating from the crowd, just because he likes eating Baihua Tang, all the dislikes in his heart disappeared immediately.

she seems. .I care about him more and more.

"Wait, I'll be right out."

Mu Yanxi hastily confessed, and then got in with her petite and exquisite body.

This hundred flower cake is selling very well.

When I left, there was not much left.

If she didn't hurry up, maybe there would be none.

"Grandpa, sell me the rest of your Hundred Flower Cakes."

After making layer after layer of sandwich biscuits, Mu Yanxi finally squeezed to the front, panting, pointed to the only two pieces of Baihua cake left on the booth, and handed over the money.

"Little girl, is the Baihua cake made by the old man delicious?" the old man who sold the pastry asked with a smile, but he didn't reach out to take her money.

"It's delicious, it's so delicious, can you sell the rest to me?"

The old man still looked at her with a smile on his face, "I bought so much to go back, have you finished eating?"

Mu Yanxi thought that this old man asked a lot.

He sells pastries, she buys pastries, no matter how much she wants, just sell them to her.

Seeing that he still refused to take her money, Mu Yanxi felt strange, looked up, and suddenly froze.

The smile on the face of the benevolent cake seller became very strange.

This laugh. .

With a hint of cold breath.

It wasn't until then that she realized something was wrong.

Quiet. .

The surroundings became inexplicably quiet.

On the crowded street, where people come and go, it is surprisingly quiet.

It seems that there are only her and him on the whole street.

Her face changed, and she turned around quickly.