"Little sister is beautiful! I was also willing to pick the stars and hold the moon for my little sister, and don't worry about outsiders. Yan Ji was unwilling to hand over snacks again.

Cheng Yun couldn't refute this, he could only stop his heart, and Liqiu also laughed.

"Look at your sweet mouth! I'll take it! Fan Xuelan was really angry and laughed at this finely carved little girl, and if she didn't stretch out her hand, she was about to fall off the boat.

Walking in the curtain, there is only a red light veil, the bandeau red rope looms more coquettish, and the half-lifted light curtain pokes out the white jade lotus root, like a green onion and a snowy long finger to take the lotus seed cake and put it on the small table beside him.

I couldn't tell whether I couldn't bear the pair of watery eyes outside the curtain and was eagerly looking forward to it, or if I was attracted by the snow-white crystal lotus seed cake, Fan Xuelan picked up the lotus seed cake with the four-petal plum blossom imprint, and bit it lightly under the cover of the fan.

The yam is sweet, the lotus seed is elegant, the entrance melts, the dense aroma blooms in the mouth, and the residual cool and fresh after entering the abdomen is not like mint and cool teeth, sweet but not greasy.

She has never tasted pastries that can enhance the aroma of the ingredients themselves, and do not rob the flavor of the ingredients, and can make her heart sweet.

I knew it in this bite, and I was in the trap! With a sweet tooth, she fell.

She maintained elegance and quietly finished the pastry in her hand, Yan Ji smiled with a lovely smile, and hurriedly handed over the prepared Mingqian Longjing.

Fan Xuelan bit her lip lightly, endured the desire to touch the pastry again, did not lift the light curtain again, and was about half sitting and half leaning on the edge of the boat, holding the rich peony embroidered dough fan and shaking it gently.

Seeing that the momentum was good, Yan Juan served another plate, put on a smile and said, "Little sister, try it, this is lotus root flour osmanthus cake." ”

Fan Xuelan was attracted by the crystal clear lotus root powder osmanthus cake, the osmanthus petals are blooming on the clear lotus root cake, and the elegant fragrance of osmanthus can be smelled through the light curtain.

"Little sister has such good craftsmanship, it seems that Xiao Langjun doesn't know how to eat." Fan Xuelan pretended to smile casually and didn't take the pastry for a long time.

"Yes! It's still a little sister who knows the goods. Yan Jiao glanced at Cheng Yun behind her and pouted: "It's not like some people who are bullied!" Little sister, look at it, don't you smell it? ”

This flower boat of the blue river, who dares to say that she is the second Fan Xuelan is the second?

These pastries can enter her mouth, and she is worried that no one will love them in the future? The rich sons and noble children of Fan Xuelan in the huge capital, who doesn't know how picky she is about desserts and dim sum?

Fan Xuelan propped up her elbows, rested her chin lightly on her fingers, and looked at the girl who was smiling and smiling through the curtains, and there was no reservation in her eyes that made her laugh behind the curtain.

There is no shortage of expensive and exquisite painting boats on the blue river, and I haven't seen that serious person dare to stop her painting boat like this and not let her go, which serious girl will be interested in them?

Don't they all think about their fame, how far and how far they can run when they see their boats approaching?

The two don't let each other go, one supports, the other holds, the atmosphere is so delicate that it is impossible to tell who is holding who is holding whom?

Fan Xuelan rubbed her hangover and aching forehead, the elegant fragrance of osmanthus kept disturbing, thinking about how to eat and have to hold on to the scene, God knows how scratchy it is for a dessert maniac not to eat the dim sum in front of her?

The sky is not bright in the early morning, and it is not a simple seedling for the little girl's family to be able to conjure up a whole table of dim sum on the table.

If it weren't for the fact that she had stopped the boat herself, she would have thought that this pit was specially dug for her to jump.

Thinking of this, she no longer resisted, half lifted the veil to retrieve the pastry, and the fan lightly covered it with a piece of lotus root flour osmanthus cake, the entrance of the lotus root flour was extremely elegant, mellow and delicate and the elegant fragrance of osmanthus dissolved on the taste buds, and then it was that special comfortable and cool feeling.

Fan Xuelan saw that she still had her favorite lotus seed milk cake on the boat, and her willow eyebrows raised her eyes lightly to hint at Yan Jiao.

"Okay!"

Yan Juan happily agreed, and handed over the lotus seed milk cake to the bustle.

Fan Xuelan only found out that Yan Jiao's right hand was hanging on her chest, and she couldn't ignore it when she ate someone's soft mouth, so she took the pastry and probed it on her pulse without a trace, and her expression was complicated and she twisted her willow eyebrows.

With such a serious internal injury, the little girl who can still jump alive looks like a headache.

Somehow, she suddenly sympathized with the two people behind her.

If you have nothing to do, pick up the lotus seed milk cake and take a bite, I don't know that the milk that has been condensed several times will melt in the mouth, the milk is fragrant, different from the soybean aroma of grinding soy milk with green beans, but mellow milk!

Fan Xuelan looked at Yan Jian again, her guard had been completely revealed, her eyes ignited the crazy enthusiasm for desserts, and then looked at the jade lotus seed cake that was disliked by Cheng Yun.

Yan Jiao's incredulous tilt of her head, ordinary people would not treat guests with pastries that had been eaten, Fan Xuelan's request with no joke made her hesitate for a while, and then asked:

"Little sister sure?"

"Sure." Although she couldn't wait to know what the tender green pastry was, Fan Xuelan still maintained her elegance and leisure.

Yan Jian handed over the last plate of pastries on the table, and saw that she was a little faster this time and put the pastries in her mouth, which made the corners of her mouth rise involuntarily.

The jade lotus seed cake is engraved with rose petals, and the taste of pea puree is used in different markets, and the fragrance of new green tea will overflow with the soft and sweet fragrance of lotus seeds in the mouth.

A few dim sum came together, Fan Xuelan had completely surrendered under the pastry, Yan Jiao brought white fungus lotus seed soup again, and Fan Xuelan also asked her subordinates to lift half of the curtain and fix it happily.

She scooped up the crystal clear light crimson crystal clear colloid and asked, "This is?" ”

White fungus lotus seed soup is common, but I have never seen soup with this thing.

"This is peach blossom tears, little sister try it, it's a good beauty product!" Yan Jiao's eyes were completely expectant, and Fan Xuelan was convinced, so she put the spoon into her mouth.

It's another soup that makes Fan Xuelan obsessed!

The white fungus almost melts in the soup and melts in the mouth, but the lotus seeds are like freshly picked, especially the sweet taste and the soft peach blossom tears, the taste is sweet and sweet in the mouth, and people can't help but want to scoop it again.

After half a cup, Fan Xuelansi put down the soup when there was still the last cup on the table.

Yan Ji hurriedly waved her severed hand together, and responded in a panic: "Little sister, you should save breakfast for me!" I only have lotus seed porridge left. ”

Fan Xuelan also laughed when she heard it: "Yes! The little sister's breakfast is on the slave's table. She didn't care at all about her face and dressed up in her whole gauze, covering up her long white legs and half-exposed pink breasts that were originally exposed, although she was still Fan Xuelan with the red gauze bewitching, and then looked at Yan Jiao's eyes no longer carelessly.

"Although the boat was stopped by the slave family, the slave family still suspects that this table of snacks was deliberately placed for me by my little sister."

Yan Jiao waved her hands anxiously, Fan Xuelan shook her head helplessly, and the fan bullied her left hand to suppress the wound on her left hand, and said with a smile at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows: "You say!" The slave family should have it, otherwise the slave family will leave. ”

Yan Jiao hurriedly closed her mouth when she heard this, and her reaction was so quick that she laughed.

Fan Xuelan changed her coquettishness and weakness, and said in a calm tone: "The slave family said it first, and if you can't eat it later, the slave family will set fire to your boat!" ”

The corners of Yan Jiao's mouth twitched when she heard this, is this a dessert when she rushes to the crown?

Seeing Fan Xuelan's eyes glancing at Cheng Yun, she followed her gaze and looked back, he was about to spit out the snack in his mouth, when the two women looked at it and bit it back.

Fan Xuelan leaned over and bit Yan Jiao's ear and said: "Next time, the dim sum he doesn't want, the slave family wants it all, this little Langjun has no talent for eating dim sum, the slave family has." ”

She is convinced that eating dim sum requires talent, how many people can have this talent for tasting?

Except for her Fan Xuelan, in addition to talking about a good piano, no one on the blue river can stand out, and she is left with the difference between tasting dim sum, who dares to recognize the right?

Yan Ji covered her mouth and snickered when she heard this, and she had to ask this little Langjun why he was afraid of dim sum!

In this way, who will she find to test her heart in the future?

"The shop will open in a few days, and I will send a post to the little sister, but where should the little sister go?"

Fan Xuelan took out a piece of gilded lark notebook from her arms and handed it to Yan Jiao, the fan swayed gently, and said with a smile: "This notebook will be left to my sister, and not only the people on the painting boat will not stop it, even if you go to Xianyue in the future, you can clear the customs immediately." ”

Yan Yule took the thin booknote like a cicada's wings and looked at it carefully, there was Fan Xuelan's elegant body fragrance on it, and everyone saw that she was still close to her nose, and her face was full of embarrassment.

"Little sister is amazing! I'm afraid there are few people who can imitate this gilded letterhead, and few people can have the flowing fragrance on this letterhead. ”

"Look, you're also a well-informed, say it! If you continue to boast, the slave family will not have any rest. "Fan Xuelan, who removed the demon mask, didn't plan to put it back on.

The little girl has a whole table of snacks on her boat, what else can she hold?

"My little sister can provide you with three kinds of snacks a day at four o'clock, and it will not be the same for a month, but if a guest asks, please ask the little sister to share the source of the pastry."

"The little girl's business has come up to the head of the slave family! If you eat it like this, you won't be able to become a Zhongyuan sacrifice in a year. "How easy is this slim body to maintain?

No matter how much she loved dim sum, she didn't dare to taste it every day, although the little girl's proposal was extremely exciting.

Yan Jiao smiled like spring snow, and she bit Fan Xuelan's ear and said, "Little sister rest assured, eating my sister's snacks will definitely not damage your body, but your skin will become smoother and smoother." ”

"Really?" Fan Xuelan was surprised and looked back even more excited.

"Of course! If I believe my sister, I can also ask Xiao Langjun to prepare Xieyang's famous wine Yu Lidrunk and a bottle of hard-to-find Huiyan on Dongshi Street for my little sister, how about it? ”

Advertise yourself everywhere like this, and I don't know if people can't buy it!

"Xiao Langjun has this ability?" Fan Xuelan finally swallowed the pastry when she saw Cheng Yun's sad face, and the corners of her mouth kept rising.

"Yes! Of course! He came to Beiyong this time to buy, and he was familiar with Mr. Ye of Guiwu Mountain! ”

Cheng Yun Liqiu said this for Yan Ji, and the corners of his mouth were obviously tugged.

The most familiar is not her???