Today's mood is indeed very good, Ling Luo also acquiesced to Xiao Ziyu's behavior of Meng Lang, but shyness was unavoidable, and he turned his head to not want him to see his shyness, but he saw a candy painting on the side of the stall, and all his thoughts were immediately attracted to it, and a living handsome guy was instantly left behind by her.

Ling Luo looked at the skilled old man who was doing sugar paintings, his eyes flickered, and the delicate little sugar slices painted by others exuded an attractive sweet fragrance, which made her saliva almost run down.

Seeing such delicate and beautiful gadgets, it was inevitable that they wanted to eat them, but Ling Luo's eyes flickered, and he had a different kind of thought, and walked forward to discuss with the gray-haired old man, "Boss, your craftsmanship is so good, I don't know if you can draw the appearance of a real person?" ”

No one had ever made such a request to the boss, and the old man was a little confused for a while, but looking at Ling Luo's cheeks crimson, eyebrows and smiling eyebrows standing in front of him, and a pair of watery eyes glancing at Xiao Ziyu's place from time to time, he understood who the "real person" in her mouth meant.

Ling Luo was already jade and cute, and her age was when she liked to be coquettish, the old man looked at her with a smile, nodded slightly, and began to move his hand.

scooped a spoonful of syrup and poured it on the flat pot, it didn't seem to have any skills, but Xiao Ziyu's image slowly appeared on the pot very realistically, with graceful eyebrows and eyes, handsome and unparalleled, and it was done in just a moment.

The old man glued down the sugar painting with a bamboo skewer and handed it to Ling Luo, who was full of joy, her old wrinkled face was infected with joy and joy, and her voice trembled slightly but was doting, "Look at what you like me so much, I'll give you this sugar painting, go and show it to your little lover!" ”

Ling Luo was a little surprised when a strange old man saw what was on his mind, but when he saw that the old man's eyes were full of blessings when he looked at him, his heart instantly became warm.

Ling Luo respectfully and obediently took the sugar painting into his hand, and threw the silver coin into the bamboo basket next to the stall without saying anything, and then ran back to Xiao Ziyu happily, proudly showing him the results in his hand, "Look, you are now firmly grasped by me, and you can't run if you want to!" ”

Xiao Ziyu is a person who doesn't like to have fun, and he knows very little about the things that these girls love to play, and for a while he saw his form turned into syrup and stuck on the bamboo stick, but he thought it was very interesting, although it was indeed a little inappropriate for a dignified man to be held in the palm of the hand by a little woman, but in exchange for Ling Luo's happy appearance, his "sacrifice" was worth the ticket price.

Ling Luo stretched out the tip of his pink tongue and the head of "Xiao Ziyu" in his hand, the sweetness of malt spread along the tip of his tongue to his heart, which was a hundred times more delicious than so many things he had just eaten, and he felt shy because of the old man's "lover", and his fair cheeks were flushed with a light pink, which was very tempting.

When Xiao Ziyu saw this scene, his heart seemed to be burning with a hot fire, and he only wanted to swallow Ling Luo in front of him in one bite, and integrate her into his own blood and bones, his heart moved casually, he reached out and grabbed Ling Luo's slender waist, his amber eyes were as bright as quenched stars, his eyes stared at her burningly, and he said in a low and hoarse voice, "No matter how good the sugar man is, it's fake, why don't you taste the taste of a real person?" ”