Chapter 957: Our Home

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Hongzhe!

It's the man who the girl can never untie the knot, it's the man that the girl thinks about, he always wants to know who Hongzhe is, but this stupid girl has never been willing to tell him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info He just wanted to know where he had lost and why he had never been able to squeeze into her heart.

Hongzhe, childhood sweetheart, when I was a child, we were already together?

Qingge, who are you?

Striding out, Mu Cangyun stood in front of the two of them, stretched out his hand and said, "Girl, I'm Mu Cangyun, you stop, I have something to say to you!"

However, the two small figures in front of him, as if they couldn't see him, walked directly forward, he couldn't help but retreat backwards, wanting to stop them, but they were still continuing, he simply stopped, stretched out his hand and said, "Girl, stop!"

The small figure of "Huang ......" passed through his body like this, leaving nothing behind, and out of the small alley, the people here didn't seem to see him, even the girl and Hongzhe, they couldn't see his existence. Flowers on the other side, yes, flowers on the other side!

Quickly took out the flower from his sleeve, but this flower is now just like an ordinary flower, there is no reaction, and there is no way to connect to his spiritual world of following the wind and singing. Can't you see him, can't you hear him? No, you have to see him!

Closely following the two people in front of him, Mu Cangyun looked at the two of them talking and laughing, no matter what method he used, there was no way to make the two people in front of him notice his existence. Watching Hongzhe buy new clothes for Feng Qingge, clean up his body, and comb two pigtails for her, his fists were already clenched tightly, and he couldn't wait to throw Hongzhe out now.

"The bread just now is not nutritious, I'll take you to eat what you want to eat the most, okay?" Touching Feng Qingge's little head dotingly, Hongzhe smiled softly, took her little hand, and when she said yes, he took the initiative to kiss her forehead and smiled lightly: "It's just in front." ”

"Well, I'm going to eat. Feng Qingge nodded, not feeling that there was anything wrong with being kissed, but Mu Cangyun on the side was anxious, this Hongzhe was young, he learned from Zheng Zixu's set, and he was already a ten-year-old child, and he actually pulled and kissed in public, this is simply ......

It's just that Mu Cangyun's eyes fell on a couple crossing the street, and the two people who were entangled and lingering together took the initiative to kiss, and they didn't look at anyone at all. His face sank, when was this chaotic mental space, how could these pictures appear.

Within two steps, there was already a neatly arranged roast duck in the familiar glass, which was hung in the fireplace and roasted, and the fruit charcoal below continued to burn, the golden grease dripped down, and the charcoal made a sizzling sound and exploded to both sides. The roasted duck was served, sliced by a professional knife master, and put on a plate, and the delicate pastry was placed, with the dough and cucumber strips, and other side dishes, similar to the last time Feng Qingge made at Sunset Cliff, but the smell seemed to be a little worse.

Mu Cangyun, who is accustomed to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas and tasting famous wines, thinks that this dish is very ordinary, but he has no objection to any dish made by Feng Qingge, and the taste is just right for his appetite. At the beginning, he didn't understand why he had to make this for the first course of the meeting, but it seems that he should know now.

A roast duck was served, Feng Qingge couldn't wait, he stuffed the duck meat into his mouth, and stuffed a piece of dough into his mouth, and took the cucumber and dipped it in the sauce and sent it to her mouth, the snack just now couldn't satisfy her stomach at all, this was the real meal.

Compared with her, Hongzhe is much more stable, he doesn't look like a ten-year-old child at all, he sandwiches the dough, wraps the duck meat, dips the sauce with green onions, adds cucumbers, folds and wraps it neatly, and then sends it to Feng Qingge's body, and said softly: "Roast duck, it's like this." ”

"Brother Hongzhe, why do you wrap it so well, you have to eat what is in your stomach, you don't need to look too good. Feng Qingge shook her head and said, but she still took the wrapped roast duck, but as soon as she took a bite, she was stunned, so wrapped and eaten, the dough and duck meat can be eaten, and the unique fragrance of cucumbers, plus the taste of green onions, is much better than what she swallowed just now.

Laughing softly, Hongzhe took out a piece of dough again, spread it on his plate, and said lightly: "This dough is home, at home, there must be a duck father, a cucumber mother, and a green onion baby, a boxy fold, tightly wrapped together, it is a home." There are fathers, mothers, and babies at home. ”

"Oh, isn't it bad for me to eat it?" scratching his little head, Feng Qingge's movements were very fast, and he took the roast duck and continued to eat.

Thinking about it and looking at the person in front of him, Hongzhe smiled slightly: "How come, after eating, your stomach will be pretending to be home." Wherever you are, your home is there, that's what ...... Well, the four seas are home. So...... Qingge, when you meet your parents, you have to make such a delicious roast duck. Let them also often, the smell of home, okay?"

"Okay, duck daddy, with cucumber mother, and green onion baby, then ...... Where's this sauce?" "Learning from Hongzhe's appearance, Feng Qingge clumsily wrapped the dough, but because there was too much duck meat, she couldn't wrap it, she was in a hurry, but there was no way.

Hongzhe took out another piece of dough, put it on Feng Qingge's plate, and said with a smile: "One home can't be decorated, there is another home." Qingge, we don't have parents, but we can have our own home. One for you and one for me, okay?"

"Okay, Brother Hongzhe, you can eat it too, it's delicious. The taste of home, delicious. I never knew that roast duck could be so delicious, fragrant ......" nodded, Feng Qingge's cute look didn't understand the meaning of Hongzhe's words at all.

It's just that Mu Cangyun, who was sitting on the side, knew Hongzhe's thoughts, if he didn't learn well at a young age, it was a bad thing to grow up, which made the girl sad for so long. A roast duck can say these useless things, and only this stupid girl will believe that the best food, the taste of home?

Just when Mu Cangyun was sulking, that black light rolled in instantly, and he immediately withdrew backwards, and his backhand was about to hit forward.

The black figure, wearing a tight-fitting shapewear, the fifteen-centimeter-heel Gao Bang boots with a dagger pinned to it, the long cloak dancing in the wind, her long hair scattered and messy, the moon that was close at hand, seemed to be behind her, setting off her more and more beautiful. With her hands in the pockets of her trench coat, she seemed to be the queen of the night, walking forward step by step.

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