Chapter Ninety-Eight: Fiction and Reality
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Not long after leaving, Li Baifeng returned here again. He was followed by a young girl and a pot of flowers.
Originally, he wanted to say that he had already eaten them, but when he thought that he had just asked people if they had any sweet potatoes, he could only "admit" that he was hungry.
So there is such a thing as a lie, which affects the whole body.
Li Baifeng looked at the various meals in front of him, but he had no appetite at all. He searched for a long time, and symbolically bought some porridge, clear soup and little water, presumably not taking up much space.
This scene was seen by Mu Yun, she came up, looked at the bowl of crystal clear porridge, frowned, and said seriously: "How can you eat so much at noon?" Here, divide a few buns for you. β
After speaking, she didn't wait for Li Baifeng to refuse, so she stuffed the bun she just bought to him along with the plate, and then she pointed to the iris on the table on the side, and said, "You sit on Baibai side and wait, and I'll buy some later." β
Li Baifeng looked at her back as she bounced away, and then looked at the huge buns on the plate, with a look of wanting to cry without tears.
After a while, Mu Yun came back with a "snort", holding a plate with buns in her left hand and an aluminum kettle in her right hand.
Li Baifeng saw that her face was flushed, so he hurriedly walked over, took the kettle, and sank into it. He couldn't help but smack his tongue secretly, he was worthy of being a person who walked around with a pot of flowers all year round, even though he was a girl, his strength could not be underestimated.
"Whewβsaved." Mu Yun let out a sigh of relief, and his complexion returned to normal.
"What are you doing with such a heavy kettle?" Li Baifeng asked curiously while putting the kettle on the ground.
"Watering the flowers, you also have to drink water for nothing." Hearing this question, Mu Yun seemed to be a little surprised, and replied as a matter of course.
"Then you don't need so much water, just one bowl." It's not that Li Baifeng didn't expect her to water the flowers, but he just wanted to say that she didn't need so much.
"Huh?" Mu Yunxing's eyes were round, and she let out a short exclamation, and then said in frustration: "That's right, I knew I would have used a bowl......"
Li Baifeng shook her head helplessly, and stretched out her hand to help her take the plate in her hand, but accidentally touched a soft and tender object.
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Both of them were shocked, Mu Yun withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, she tightly clutched the fingertips that had been touched by Li Baifeng before, lowered her head with a flushed face, and said nothing.
Li Baifeng quickly grabbed the plate that she had let go, put it on the table, and then explained nervously: "I'm sorry! That one...... I didn't mean to, I just wanted to help you get the plate, but I didn't expect to accidentally touch it. β
Mu Yun was still blushing, lowering his head and not daring to raise it, and muttered, "No...... It's okay, I know you didn't mean to. β
The atmosphere fell into an awkward silence.
Mu Yun lowered his head, his fingers twisted around uneasily, and he didn't sit down, Li Baifeng stood next to him, but he didn't feel that he was standing, and he wasn't sitting.
"Say something, anything, you can say something." Li Baifeng urged himself viciously in his heart.
"The ......"
"The ......"
Li Baifeng pondered for a long time, and finally spoke, but before he could think about it, Mu Yun on the opposite side suddenly raised his head and made a voice at the same time as him.
The two looked at each other in surprise.
"Let's talk first." Li Baifeng scratched his head and said.
"I ...... I forgot what I was going to say, so I'll say it. Mu Yun looked like he was thinking hard for a moment, and then said dejectedly.
Li Baifeng estimated that she was also trying to get rid of the embarrassment, so she had nothing to say, so she continued: "What's that...... I would like to say that if you don't eat buns again, it will be cold. β
"Oh."
Frankly speaking, this sentence is a bit blunt, stiff like the big aluminum kettle, but this situation has survived.
Li Baifeng and Mu Yun sat down face to face, each guarding a plate of steamed buns, separating one side. One holds a bun and bites into it, eating very elegantly; One pinched the bun and swallowed it in small bites, and it was very difficult to eat.
"Don't you like persimmon-stuffed buns?" Sensing Li Baifeng's difficult eating state, Mu Yun put down the bun in his hand with some concern, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I bought it because I like persimmon stuffing more, I don't know if you like it." β
Not to mention whether he likes to eat this magical steamed bun stuffing that he has never heard of, people kindly share him with a plate of steamed buns, and he can't show his dislike, which is political immaturity.
Even if he really can't eat it, he must accept it with gratitude at this time and finish it happily.
"Where?" Li Baifeng hurriedly widened his eyes, stretched out his arms, compared a large range, and said excitedly: "I love to eat persimmon-stuffed buns!" Super love to eat! I love it so much! β
Mu Yun's eyes lit up, and a happy look appeared on her face, she picked up the plate and poured a bunch of them into Li Baifeng's plate with a "pop".
"It's great to finally meet someone who loves persimmon buns as much as I do! Half of yours again! β
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Li Baifeng decided to retract the preface, and accepted it with gratitude, but it was absolutely impossible to finish eating happily.
Since she gave Li Baifeng a lot, Mu Yun quickly got rid of the bun in front of her, she took out a pack of tissues from her pocket, wiped her oily little hands, and patted her little belly with satisfaction.
Li Baifeng looked at this scene, and suddenly a strange feeling sprung up, Mu Yun's beauty is the only one he has seen in his life, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is a little beautiful like a fairy descending to earth and not eating fireworks in the world. Looking at such a fairy-like girl who is full of food and drink, it seems that there is a little less dust and a little more real.
"Oops, forgot to water it for nothing!" Mu Yun suddenly slapped his head, stood up, grabbed the big aluminum kettle with both hands, and planned to pick it up and water the flowers.
"I'll do it." How could Li Baifeng watch a girl work and sit on the side? He hurriedly put down the bun and took the kettle.
Considering the lessons of the previous car, he paid special attention to the landing point of his hand this time to avoid touching it again.
"Huh? Thank you. β
"You're welcome."
Li Baifeng picked up the kettle with one hand, poured water "with a whoosh", and asked tentatively, "Can I touch it?" β
ββ¦β¦ OK. Mu Yun hesitated for a moment and nodded in response.
Li Baifeng put down the kettle, stretched out his hand and carefully stroked the blue-purple butterfly-shaped petals, secretly mobilizing his spirit and feeling the breath in it.
There is only the nature of the grass and trees, there is no spirituality, and there is no strong aura.
It seems to be just an ordinary flower.
"That's great, I want to raise a pot too." Li Baifeng withdrew his hand "reluctantly", although he couldn't find out the truth and reality, but he still had to find a way to get it.
Mu Yun's face flashed with hesitation, and he stopped talking.
Li Baifeng was thinking quickly about the next countermeasures, so he didn't notice the other party's expression, and Mu Yun hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say anything, and his expression returned to normal.
Remembering to ask the master to confirm his judgment, Li Baifeng chatted with Mu Yun for a while, and then picked up the plate and said goodbye.