"Steamed buns ~ hot steamed buns just out of the cage ~ thin skin and big filling! It's soft and meaty! ”

In the corner, a sloppy little figure shrunk into a ball, black and mushy and couldn't see anything clearly, only a pair of eyes were big and bright, and they were extraordinarily distinct. These eyes looked straight at the bun stall opposite, and held the white bun under the mist, as if they could swallow the steamer bun with their eyes.

"Steamed buns ~ fragrant and soft stuffed beautiful buns! Three cents for one, ten cents for four! ”

"Boss, bring me four."

"Okay!"

The little sloppy saw the opportunity, quickly jumped to the side of the steamed bun stall, quickly opened the steamer, stole a steamed bun, and quickly ran away to hide in another corner. The boss happily sold buns without noticing.

The buns that have just come out of the cage are hot and hot, and the little sloppy does not let go, and the black hands can't be seen to be hot at all. I haven't eaten in a few days. After taking a big bite, he was scalded by a full amount of juice, and he was reluctant to spit it out when he held it in his mouth, but he opened his mouth and sighed, and after a little better, he gobbled up the bun that was blackened by his hand.

It's delicious. The little sloppy licked his mouth and covered his stomach. How can one be enough······ Feeling hungrier······

The little sloppy turned to stare at the bun stall again, waiting for the next opportunity. Someone is here again! Golden opportunity. Inadvertently glanced at the person who bought the bun, it was too white!

Wearing a long gown, snow-white material noodles, without any patterns, very fairy and clean; The upper exposed from the hem of the caftan was also snow-white, like a very smooth satin; Looking up, he is quite tall, and the person is also very white, and his skin is as white as ······ Like white bread! The black hair is half pulled, and it is only held with a black wooden hairpin that looks like a branch, which is very clean.

The little sloppy could only see the back half of the man's face, and the mind that had never drunk ink was only: white! Immortal! Clean! I can't find a good word to describe anything else.

Oh! He bought a whole layer of steamed buns!

Bun! The little sloppy came back to his senses, and saw that the person seemed to be a little weak and couldn't help the wind, well, he couldn't help the wind, a basket of steamed buns, easy to grab······

In this way, the little sloppy sneaked into a secluded alley with the man, okay, let's do it! The little sloppy rushed towards the man quickly, thinking about knocking him down, snatching the bun and running! Who knew that the figure had eyes on the back, and it flashed very quickly, and the little sloppy didn't touch the white shadow at all, and it was about to hit the cold and hard bluestone wall!

"Dead, dead!" Little Sloppy closed his eyes in horror. Rushing too hard, I can't stop at all!

Suddenly, the back collar tightened, no hitting the wall, no expected pain, only the breeze from the sudden stop passed by the ears, as if time had stood still.

The back collar that was pulled tightly was loosened, and after a while, the little sloppy dared to open his eyes. Damn! The wall is less than three inches from your face!

The little sloppy was so frightened that he sat down on the ground along the wall all of a sudden.

The man in the white shirt stood a few steps away, holding an oil-paper bag in his arms, and he was still unstained with smoke and dust, his face was not discolored, but his cold eyes were clearly a little more playful.