"Blowing snow, don't you eat burgers?" After eating the Orleans grilled sturgeon burger in front of her, Quincy, licking her fingers, looked at the blowing snow opposite her, who had never used a knife and fork from beginning to end, in confusion. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info said that since Quincy was built by Ling Yi, it was the most delicious meal she thought she had eaten.

All right! Compared to the Western-style meals made by five-star chef Lexington, what is made at this fast-food restaurant is no different from junk food. But just as Fuyuki loves Chinese and Japanese food, and Li has a soft spot for pasta, for Quincy, who was born in the United States, New Orleans burgers and fried fries are her favorites.

"Blowing snow, if you don't eat it, give it to me!" After speaking, without waiting for Blowing Snow to agree, Fantasy pulled the dinner plate in front of Blowing Snow over, buried his head and turned on the foodie mode.

“。。。。。。” This sentence was originally what Quincy wanted to say, but it was helplessly preempted by the fantasy, looking at the fantasy that was chewing and chewing, Quincy's face was full of small entanglements.

On the other table next to the neighbor, the firefly sat on the chair with her feet off the ground, her little head constantly moving towards the tabletop little by little, and it was obvious that the little girl was too sleepy to open her eyes. If it weren't for Xiao Su, who was sitting next to her and concentrating on dealing with the food on the plate, from time to time holding a handful of fireflies with her hand, it is estimated that Xiao Lori would have slipped under the table a long time ago. On the other side of them, the big mackerel and the shooting fish are arguing over the ownership of the strawberry sundae. The outlying islands looked listless, unconsciously sucking the empty juice cup with a straw, as if they had wandered into the world. As the youngest from the outside, Xiaobei is in good spirits, and is playing with all kinds of toys in the children's playground area of the store, looking very hilarious. As for the unjust head Mutsu who invited guests to dinner this time, he squatted in a small corner that was not very noticeable, and looked sad at his small wallet.

In other words, in order to change his situation of being isolated in a group of little loli, Xiao Mutsu initiated a dinner, thinking that it shouldn't cost much in this kind of cheap fast food restaurant, but who knows。。。。。。

This is a Western-style fast-food chain, similar in nature to Ling Yi's "KFC" in his previous life. Even though it was close to midnight, there were still a lot of customers eating in the lobby of this restaurant. However, at this time, in addition to those children, whether it is an old grandfather and grandmother with grandchildren, a young couple taking care of children, or a male and female couple sitting face to face and in love, most of them put down the tableware in their hands and focused on Fuxue and his party.

"So many little Lori, it's so cute!"

"Husband, you said we should take one home to raise, how about it?"

"Lori has three good, clean voice, soft body, easy to push down."

"Xiao Ming, in the future, you will be responsible for making money to support your family, and I will be responsible for giving birth to such a group of lovely daughters."

“。。。。。。”

For people's attention and discussions, maybe I have long been used to it! Except for the occasional spit out of the outlying islands with a word of "boring", Blowing Snow and the others did not react excessively, and they were still enjoying this free supper by themselves.

Looking at the dinner plate that had been cleaned by fantasies, Blowing Snow showed a helpless look on her face. Don't look at her as a flower girl now, but in essence, Blowing Snow is not very old, and she is no different from a group of elementary school students. Like this kind of fried food, she naturally likes it very much. But now is not the time to dwell on that.

"Blowing snow, why are you going?" Looking at Blowing Snow running out of the door of the store, her mind was full of wonders, could it be that it was because of her behavior that made Blowing Snow angry?

"Strange, what about people?" Looking at the bustling flow of people on the street, Blowing Snow's eyes wandered back and forth, hoping to find the little girl who had just hid outside the window, biting a little finger and looking at them with a longing gaze. It's just that before she came out, she could still see the little girl standing outside the store through the window pane, why couldn't she find anyone in the blink of an eye?

"Fukiyuki-chan, what are you looking for?" It seemed that he had just finished purchasing, and Xi Li and Shi Yu, who were carrying a few shopping bags in their hands, walked over from a distance.

"Xili, Shiyu, have you ever seen such a tall little girl with short black hair." Fuyuki gestured with her hand, and with her current height, the little girl was probably only up to her chest.

"Little girl with short black hair, blowing snow, are you misreading POI!" The street is not wide, there are shops on the street, and there are no small alleys or other places suitable for Tibetans, although there are also many people on the street, but with their super eyesight, it is impossible for such a thing to be confused.

"Fukiyuki-chan, we didn't see the little girl you mentioned, is she very important to you?" Shi Yu said.

"It should be!" Although Fuyuki is not a prototype ship, all the information about the subworld in his memory is a blank. But just like the familiar feeling given to her by Japanese ship mothers such as Rain, Xili, Chaochao, Arashio, Akagi, and Nagato at the same time, the little girl just now also gave her a sense of déjà vu, and there is only one possibility, the other party is also a Japanese ship mother, and at least it is also a inheritance ship, and even a prototype ship is possible. Otherwise, she wouldn't have felt that way in her heart. For example, the Aoba and Yikasa who I met in Yuheng Mansion at the beginning, the two are obviously Japanese ship girls, but because they are only the same ship, Fuyuki doesn't have any sense of familiarity with them.

However, after scanning the surroundings again, Fuyuki reluctantly gave up the idea of continuing to search, maybe it was really her delusion.

At this time, less than five meters away from Fuyuki and the others, a little girl with short ear-length hair, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and small shorts, who looked to be only about ten years old, was hiding in the small passage between the two shops that was less than half a meter deep and less than 20 centimeters wide.

"Strange, why am I hiding?" The little girl's face was puzzled, and she tried her best to straighten herself so as not to touch the slightly dirty walls on either side.

It's just that, looking at the three lunch boxes in the bag in her right hand, the little girl turned sideways and carefully moved out of the mezzanine, and the endless crowd in the fast Hui Street disappeared into the vast night. She's had a good harvest tonight, and in a small corner of this bustling metropolis, there are three younger sisters waiting hungry for her to bring home!

The night was already deep, and the starlight above the sky was dimmed by the bright light of the city's neon lights.