Taking advantage of Gu Nian's sleep, Qin Lang directly chose the dinner location in the paradise of foodies, the food street.

Not only that, in order not to disturb their date, Qin Lang also sought the near and far, and ingeniously located the snack street of E City, which is a forty-minute drive away from N City.

Standing in the paradise of food, Gu Nian suddenly looked like a child, so happy that he was heartless.

The whole process of letting go of herself, using the types of food she eliminated in her hands, marking her results in the snack street of E City, attacking the city and plundering the land.

The figure was as light as an elf under the moon, moving from one stall to another.

And Qin Lang looked at her quietly from behind, laughing and making trouble, responsible for settling the bill for her, and writing the corners of his eyes and eyebrows full of contentment.

After a while, a long alley was already walking and strolling, and most of it was walked by the two of them.

I was a little tired from walking, and my pace gradually slowed down, until I passed a stall selling cotton candy, and finally stopped.

Standing in front of the stall, Gu Nian didn't make a sound, only glanced at Qin Lang, then withdrew his gaze and looked at the familiar movements between the fingers of the candy spinner.

For Gu Nian, such an old-fashioned marshmallow machine has always had the same ability as a magician.

Packed in a small box, the colorful powdered sugar was poured into the loom like sea sand by the sugar spinner.

As the sugar spinner's feet stepped on and loosened, the sugar spinner's coffin seemed to live in a silk fairy, and in order to meet the colorful auspicious clouds, he threw silk threads upward.

Facing the moonlight, the silk threads woven from powdered sugar seemed to be glowing.

After a while, the thin bamboo skewer used for wrapping thread in the hand of the candy spinner, layer by layer, became a big fat man with cotton fluffiness.

With a full handful of sweetness in your hand, no matter how old you are, you seem to be able to regain your innocence in an instant.

There is food and seeing, of course, Gu Nian is not exempt from vulgarity, as if he has returned to his childhood, in his eyes, happy and content.

"Is it delicious?"

It tastes good and has a sweet mouth.

While being led by Qin Lang, slowing down and walking forward with the crowd, Gu Nian heard Qin Lang ask her like this.

"Well, it's delicious, it's the same as when I was a child!" As he spoke, he raised the marshmallow in his hand to Qin Lang, Gu Nian looked at him seriously and asked, "Do you want to taste it?"

Listening to Gu Nian's question, Qin Lang smiled in his eyes. bypassed the marshmallow in front of him, but he lowered his eyes, and leaned over to Gu Nian's lips that were glued to the sugar silk.

A good-looking face was getting closer and closer in front of Gu Nian's eyes, and when his lips almost rubbed against Gu Nian's lips, Gu Nian suddenly heard Qin Lang say in a low voice: "Okay, I'll taste it." ”

Gentle, soft, a dragonfly's kiss of water, feather-like breeze.

I couldn't help but hang down the marshmallow in my hand from my side a little bit.

Qin Lang let go of her, and his heart was still beating hard.

"Well, why did you keep track of the number of calls in the first place?"

As soon as he finished kissing someone, Qin Lang calmly continued to take Gu Nian for a walk in the street.

It seems that the person who carried out the raid just now was not him, and after listening to Gu Nian's question as if he was suddenly looking for a topic, Qin Lang just smiled faintly: "Because I heard that judging whether a woman likes a man or not, see if she will take the initiative to call him, you will know." ”

In the streets and alleys, the sniff is also filled with the smell of all kinds of food mixed together on the snack street.

But the footsteps followed closely behind Qin Lang, and Gu Nian could clearly distinguish the unique aura that belonged to Qin Lang.

The smell, although light, is long, and the wisps drift away, like breathing, which is unforgettable for a long time. [.]