"It's really good." Jun Moying nodded, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

Feng Qian dragged Jun Moying and sneaked out of the inn, although Jun Moying said that he would not let Concubine Xi follow, but who made Feng Qian believe him, if Concubine Xi wrapped around his arm and made a snort or something, if this man turned around and was soft-hearted, wouldn't it be himself who would be pitiful at that time?

So unfortunately, Jun Moying did such a sneaky thing for the first time in his life.

Afterwards, he asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why don't we just go through the window?" "Do you have to slip out like a thief?

Feng Qian was stunned, and suddenly yelled frantically: "You can jump out of the window, why didn't you say it earlier!" "She's been scared and frightened!

It's not that she hasn't seen this man's martial arts, but except for the first time she slapped her, she hasn't seen him use it again, and she can't remember this stubble at all just now, okay?

If she had known that she could jump out of the window, of course she would not have chosen such an idiotic way as "sneaking out"!

What's more, jumping out of the window and flying down such a domineering action...... Whew, it's a pity......

"Shall we go through the window when we go back?" Feng Qian stared at the big shining eyes and blinked vigorously at Jun Moying.

Jun Moying's temples jumped happily, and only after half a sound did he squeeze out one: "Okay." ”

The night is bewildering, and the moonlight is long.

It is not far from the capital, and the territory is prosperous, so even on a winter night, the streets are still brightly lit and pedestrians are crowded.

Along the way, Feng Qianzuo looked and touched, like a migrant worker entering the city, and it was rare to see anything!

Jun Moying was afraid that she would get lost, so she followed her every step of the way, and every time she saw something she liked, she wanted to buy it for her. But the little things will shake their heads at him, at first he didn't care much, and then he wondered, why are the little things not happy?

"Don't you like it, why don't you want anything?"

"How do you get so many things?" Feng Qian blinked.

Jun Moying was stunned, glanced at the empty hands of the two, and said with a smile: "Where did so many things come from?" ”

"Don't worry!" Feng Qian smiled slyly and narrowed his eyes, "There will be a place for you to pay for it in a while!" ”

Jun Moying suddenly had a not-so-good premonition.

Soon he verified this hunch, and finally knew why Feng Qian put so many things in front of him to look at the things he liked-because her interest was completely only in eating, for those who played, hum, just look at it, how can you take it in your hand and occupy it?

There was a lot of hustle and bustle around, but Feng Qian suddenly sniffed hard, "Did you smell anything?" ”

Jun Moying frowned: "Plum blossoms? "If you want to say that this cold winter is not in the palace, there are not many flowers that can bloom. After a pause, he said, "It seems that there is still the fragrance of osmanthus." "I guess which vendor made what kind of dim sum out of the pickled osmanthus flowers.

"No, no, no!" Feng Qian stomped his feet in hatred.

"Ah, I see, I see! It's fried chestnuts with sugar! Stir-fried chestnuts in sugar! ”

Feng Qian was like a hungry wolf in the forest seeing a fat little white rabbit, and his feet looked towards the source of the fragrance. The night breeze was blowing, the clothes were flying, and the dark blue robes, moon-white headbands and the green silk were reflected in the lights.

Jun Moying was stunned, and only after a long time did she hold her forehead and strode towards the place where she ran away.

The crowd is bustling, and the vision ahead is not wide, if you lose the little thing because of such a sugar-fried chestnut, you have to kill him!

"Don't you know what to say before you run away?" Jun Moying finally found her at a vendor selling fried chestnuts with sugar, and her hanging heart slowly relaxed, but her voice was a little deep.

Feng Qian was originally staring at the boss loading chestnuts for her with great interest, and when she heard the sound, her heart chuckled, as if she suddenly felt the feeling of the winter wind blowing on her face, and it hurt!

She knew that she was wrong, so she was ruthless, and she couldn't care about the sugar-fried chestnuts in front of her, so she turned sideways and turned her head to look at him. Seeing that he ignored himself, he thought about it, pursed his mouth again, and cautiously stretched out his hand to pull him, that flattering appearance, like a little pet who made a mistake and told his owner for mercy.

Jun Moying wasn't really angry, but when he thought that this little thing could leave him like this for a sugar-fried chestnut, his heart was depressed.

"Will it be like this in the future?"

Feng Qian finally grinned, shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no!" I promise! ”

PS: There is one more !! today. Dear drops, don't worry~~!