"I'm here to disturb, Mr. White Mist."

Xicheng style said hello.

"Oh... Oh..."

The White Mist Divine Son answered absentmindedly, his eyes still looking at Xicheng Shi.

The gaze that was too frequent made Xicheng Shi touch his face silently.

Well... The face was clean, nothing else.

So why does this little girl always forget to look at herself?

Just as Xicheng was thinking about it, the White Mist Divine Son over there had already walked over quickly.

She came to Xichengshi, and her pretty face was still looking at it.

No donuts.

There are no small cakes.

Nothing.

The White Mist Divine Son was devastated, and her little selfishness went bankrupt.

However, after all, the White Mist Divine Son is still a person who knows how to count etiquette.

She knew that it was not polite not to say anything, so she greeted politely:

"Xicheng-san... That one... How about donuts? ”

Not!

Halfway through this, the White Mist Divine Son sensed that something was wrong.

She hurriedly covered her mouth with her small hand movements, coughed dryly, and hastily changed her words:

"No, I mean, good afternoon, Nishijo-san."

Seeing that Xicheng was silent and didn't speak, the White Mist Divine Son couldn't help but wave his hand and added an explanation:

"And the one just now, I'm very happy that Xicheng classmate can come, not what I just said."

Glad I could come? Are you sure it's not a donuts?

Xicheng Shi couldn't help but glance at the White Mist Divine Son, and after finding that he couldn't see any expression on this fool's face, he withdrew his gaze and nodded:

“... Good afternoon, Mr. Bai Wu. ”

After the two finished greetings, the white mist chrysalis who had been watching next to him walked over with small steps.

"The Son of God has come down. It just so happened that I asked Mrs. Zhongye next door to go shopping, and then you will entertain Xicheng-kun. ”

"I see, please go slowly, auntie."

The White Mist Divine Son bowed his head, showing a well-bred side.

Waiting until the white mist chrysalis left completely, the white mist god son stretched out his hand:

"Please be seated, Xicheng-san."

Her gaze was calm, her tone was steady, and her expression was serious—she felt like she could really entertain others.

"Okay."

Xicheng style didn't say much.

It's only three o'clock in the afternoon, and it's not polite to walk around and leave the white fog chrysalis, so it's better to stay for another half an hour.

He sat down opposite the White Mist Mizuko.

Then the two men looked at each other.

Silence for a minute.

Silence for three minutes.

Silence for five minutes.

Xicheng sighed in his heart.

All right.

He can see that the White Mist Divine Son is indeed pretending again.

This little girl doesn't know how to entertain guests at all!

Xicheng Shi couldn't help but glance up at the White Mist Mizuko.

Compared to his peers, he has a plump figure, fair skin, a straight face, big black eyes... I have to say, this ice sculpture fool is really good-looking.

She didn't speak, and when she sat like this, she really had a feeling of being a beautiful woman with a blue heart, intelligence and cleverness.

After all, the White Mist Divine Son is indeed beautiful.

Xicheng put down the teacup that had been drunk dry, and was going to find a topic-

"Please use tea."

The White Mist Divine Son's eyes were quick, and he took the teacup and quickly filled the cup.

"I'm in trouble." Xicheng-style polite sentence.

The owner of the house pours the tea himself, which still has to be drunk clean.

He drank the tea without changing his face.

As a result, the White Mist Divine Son quickly took the teacup over and filled it to the brim.

"Please use tea."

"......" Xicheng style.

He glanced at the White Mist Divine Son and found that the other party's face was full of light, and those big black eyes were staring straight at him.

Could it be that this ice sculpture fool just pours tea as a guest?

Nishijo-shimien put aside the full teacup without changing color, indicating that it was almost here.

No matter how much he poured tea, he wouldn't drink it again.

Seeing Xicheng Shi pushing the teacup away, the white mist miko also understood.

She set the teapot aside and began to stare at him silently again.

You must know that this is a benefactor who saved himself and invited himself to eat doughnuts, and he must be entertained well!

And the tea I poured just now, Xicheng style has all been drunk, which can be regarded as giving myself enough face.

No matter what, I have to let him feel the hospitality of the White Mist family and daughter!

Just as the White Mist Divine Son was concentrating, Xicheng suddenly asked:

"Speaking of which, Bai Wu-san seems to like the dessert of doughnuts, right?"

Donut?

As soon as he heard this word, the White Mist Divine Son subconsciously wanted to answer.

But she thought that as the daughter of the White Mist family, she had to be more reserved.

She coughed dryly:

"Hmm... I don't particularly hate it, and I don't know much about donuts. ”

"Really?" Xicheng Shi glanced at her unexpectedly and said, "I was quite happy to see you eat yesterday." ”

Hmm-

The white mist god Zi's face turned red, obviously thinking of the indecent action of sucking his finger yesterday.

Her words paused for a moment, and then she said with some unconvinced:

"That's different! The doughnuts in front of the station are the best! There is simply no way anyone can resist the temptation of it! ”

"Is that so?" Xicheng Shi didn't quite understand the White Mist Miko.

Isn't the doughnut a taste of everything you can buy anywhere?

What could be any difference from that?

"There's a lot of learning in the doughnut!"

Listen to the more perfunctory answer of the West Castle style.

The White Mist Divine Son snapped his onion white fingers and said angrily:

"Whether it's the donut shop in Shimomeguro Ichichome, or the Manomiya department store in Bunkyo Ward... None of them are as good as the donut shop in front of the station! ”

"The chocolate juice is just right, the bitter and sweet are just right, and the fluffy texture from the fried is also charming!"

"There's only one donut shop I won't miss! That's my reserve! ”

She puffed out her cheeks in exasperation, completely forgetting what she had just said, 'Hmm... I don't particularly hate it, and I don't know much about donuts. This sentence.

"Really? I feel the same way. ”

Xicheng Shi responded with a sigh of harmony.

It was the first time he had seen the White Mist Divine Son have such a big emotional swing.

“... It seems that you don't even know the difference if you don't actually taste it! ”

Seeing that the Xicheng style was still in that casual tone, the White Mist Divine Son couldn't hold back any longer.

Without hesitation, she reached out and grabbed Xicheng's hand, and then stood up.

"......" Xicheng style.

How much does this girl really like donuts?

He looked at the white mist god with a serious face and thought about it again.

Anyway, he will go to the station to get on the tram to Wenjing District later, and it will be no problem to accompany the other party to the station.

"Let's go, let's go! West Side. ”

The White Mist Divine Son pushed the Xicheng style with both hands, and the pretty little face was flushed.

She had to let Nishigi know the deliciousness of the donut today!

You'll have to give him a little color with a donut!