Mao Qing looked at the houses that appeared in the distance, in fact, they were no different from them, except that they were under the blue sky and white sun, and the other was under the colorful lanterns. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

However, Mao Qing's mood was still excited, and he walked towards the small city one after the other, but when he walked to the city gate, Mao Qing looked at the belts on the wrists of the two and was a little dissatisfied.

"The blood is cold, this thing should not be tied." Mao Qing said.

"Why?"

Mao Qing thought to herself that of course it was because she was embarrassed, and why, but when she opened her mouth, she beautified the words, "It looks too eye-catching." ”

"You're wearing a mask, and you're already eye-catching." Blood-cold replied.

When Mao Qing heard this, he was too, so he immediately took off the mask, but he was pressed down by the blood cold raised hand.

"What for?"

"I don't want to see you." The answer is still this sentence.

This time, Mao Qing won't eat this set, "Then you close your eyes." ”

A cold eye flew over with a cold eye, and Mao Qing's liver trembled, and he suddenly lost his confidence, "Okay." "But in my heart, I thought, it's not my own shame to be ashamed anyway.

This small disagreement was suppressed by a cold eye of blood cold, and the two then entered the town, and Mao Qing's mind immediately changed, looking at the noisy crowd, although the town is not big, but there are still not a few people.

Entering the city is a main road, with all kinds of small shops on both sides, and there are many small vendors on both sides of the road, and all kinds of gadgets are dazzling.

There are also all kinds of shops in their dungeon, and occasionally there are some small vendors, but the things they sell are a bit strange.

In this ordinary world, the things sold are much more normal, what rouge gouache, hairpin bracelets, all kinds of snacks, and what small toys.

Mao Qing's eyes turned and turned, and he didn't know where to stop, so he looked at it coldly and sneered, "Turn it again, and the eyeballs will fall off." ”

In the end, Mao Qing's eyes stopped on a red thing in the distance, and she looked at Mao Qing who had calmed down all of a sudden, followed her gaze, and asked, "Do you want to eat?" ”

"What's that?" Mao Qing turned around and asked.

"Rock sugar gourd." Blood Leng replied, Mao Qing nodded, and then said, "It's sweet." But after saying that, I was stunned, how could I know her taste.

Blood Leng saw her expression in his eyes, and asked a little nervously, "What do you remember?" ”

Mao Qing shook her head, "No, I just think it should be sweet." ”

Only then did Xueleng put his heart down, "Okay, don't think about it, I'll buy it for you to eat." Blood Leng said and walked forward, the two of them were tied together, and Mao Qing could only ignore the strange feeling just now, and kept up.

Until the red rock sugar gourd was in his hand, Mao Qing still couldn't believe it, staring at the rock sugar gourd and licking her lips for some reason, but she didn't dare to put her mouth down.

"Why don't you eat it?"

"I'm afraid it's not sweet."

Blood Leng was speechless for a while, and then said, "Don't worry, it's sweet." ”

Mao Qing relieved his heart at this time, and was about to stick out his tongue and lick it, only to notice that he was still wearing a mask, and glanced at the blood cold beside him.

Seeing her looking, Blood Leng asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"I can't eat it." Mao Qing pointed to the mask and said.

Blood Leng raised his eyebrows, with an impatient face, why is it so troublesome.

"Wait a minute." After looking around as he spoke, he walked towards a stall, and Mao Qing had no choice but to follow with the sugar gourd he was thinking about.

Xueleng bought a hat with a veil on it, and changed out of the mask of the green man, "Eat." ”

Mao Qing was happy now, and finally stretched out her tongue with satisfaction and licked it, "It's really sweet." Mao Qing said with a smile.

Blood cold through the tulle, you can vaguely see the bright smiling face of the blue and blue, looking at him with smiling eyes, the lips are shining because of the syrup of the rock sugar gourd, and it looks a little dazzling for some reason.

Xueleng turned his eyes and led Mao Qing to continue to walk forward, and all of Mao Qing's thoughts were on the rock sugar gourd in her hand, she was deceived by the syrup outside just now, she took a big bite, and she was sour.

But Mao Qing was still eating happily, and in a blink of an eye, half of it had been wiped out, and suddenly she felt a pain in her shoulder, and the sugar gourd in her mouth choked in her throat, almost choking her to death.

"How do you walk, blind you." A rough voice rang out.

Mao Qing patted his chest, and finally coughed up the sugar gourd in his throat, panting with a red face, "It's so hanging, I almost choked to death." ”

But the man was still endless, "Hey, talk to you, you're deaf!" The rough voice was still swearing.

Only then did Mao Qing notice that she was scolding herself.

But before she could speak, Blood Leng had already spoken, "Are you looking for death?" ”

The rough man turned his meat-like face, looked at the blood cold, and glared at him with small eyes, "Who are you, you know who you're talking to!" When he said this, he shook his exposed two chest muscles, which were simply shiny!

What answered him was a loud slap that directly slapped the rough man to the side, and the face of the pork belly sank in half, and the one was red.

Mao Qing looked at it, and to be honest, she still didn't understand what was going on.

It was only when I looked at this blood cold at this time that I realized that this little brother was quite violent, but this lump of pork belly was poured with blood mold.

After the pork belly was beaten, he didn't dare to let out a fart, and buried his head on the ground, which was a groveling and frightened.

Mao Qing smiled, "Well, let's go." Mao Qing looked at the eye-catching eyes around her and said uncomfortably.

Blood Leng had no opinion, so he took Mao Qing out of the city, and when he left, Mao Qing took a sugar gourd in his hand.

Blood Leng looked in his eyes, "Don't eat to death." ”

"Die to eat, it's worth it." Mao Qing replied very simply, he is really a foodie.

For this kind of foodie's answer, Xueleng was contemptuous, looked at the rock sugar gourd, and after thinking about it, he still said, "Give me a string." ”

Mao Qing smiled, didn't say much, and handed over a string.

Blood Leng took a bite, frowned, and said disgustedly, "It's really unpalatable." Then he threw it away with a flick of his hand, which was very sweet and sour to his taste.

Mao Qing saw it in his eyes, not to mention how heartbroken it was, it was really bad to trample the string of sugar gourds, hoping that the small animals passing by could eat two bites without being picky, and the sugar gourd could be regarded as having completed its mission. (To be continued.) )