"Really? Now that the noodles are cooked, let's eat them quickly. Feng Jiao smiled at Ling Yuan.

After everyone finished eating Yangchun noodles, Feng Jiao stood up and went to pay, not noticing that the man who had been pulling her was not following her at the moment, but walked towards another stall next to her.

Feng Jiao's side had just paid the money and was about to beckon everyone to leave together, when her little hand was suddenly pulled by Ling Yuan's big hand.

Before she could react, he took her hand and put a red coral bracelet on her wrist.

Against the backdrop of the red coral bracelet, the girl's snow-like wrists looked even fairer and moving.

Seeing this, Ling Yuan's eyes showed a look of satisfaction: "Thank you for inviting me to eat noodles, this is my return gift to you." ”

Looking at the pair of men and women standing in front of him, the boss who sold Yangchun noodles couldn't help but laugh happily: "The relationship between you two is really good!" ”

Feng Jiao glanced at Ling Yuan shyly, and found that he hadn't explained it to others, and her heart couldn't help but beat a few times, like a rabbit palpitating.

And the little white tiger Cangxue stretched out her white and fat, with five small hands with small meat nests, and pulled Qian Mo's sleeve: "Uncle Qian Mo, didn't you say that you want to buy me something delicious?" Daddy has given me gifts for my mother, why don't you give me something to eat? ”

Qianmo: "......"

This little broken child!

The Emperor gave a gift to Miss Feng Jiao and bought him food, can this be the same?!

As an adult, there is always no resistance to such coquettish and cute snacks. What's more, Qianmo himself also gave birth to a foodie's heart.

He simply took the initiative to reach out and take Cang Xue from Yun Shen's arms, and hugged him himself: "What do you want to eat?" You can talk to Uncle Qianmo. "Every day

The little guy stretched his neck and looked around, suddenly staring at a stall with bright eyes, pointing in that direction and saying, "Uncle Qianmo, what is that?" I'm going to eat that! ”

Everyone looked in the direction of the little one's finger and found that there was a stall painting candy.

An old artist with a small charcoal stove at hand, and the pot on top of the small charcoal stove is full of melted syrup.

The old artist used a spoon instead of a paintbrush, scooped up the syrup, and painted with a dragon and snake on a white slate, and the action was very good-looking.

The exquisite sugar paintings have attracted the attention of many children.

"Mother, mother, mother! What's that? The little white tiger asked Feng Jiao while watching the lifelike sugar painting that was born in the hands of the sugar painting artist.

"Oh, that's, that's a sugar painting." Feng Jiao smiled: "If you want to eat, my mother will buy it for you." But you have to tell your mother, what kind of sugar paintings do you like, is it an animal or a human being? ”

The little white tiger tilted his head, thought for a while, and then said, "I want a little white tiger and a little fire fox." ”

"Do you want to give one of them to the little fire fox?" Feng Jiao smiled slightly and asked the little white tiger transmission.

The little guy nodded hurriedly.

Well, with delicious things, I can't forget the little friend in the mother's space!

Be sure to share delicious food with your friends!

Everyone didn't expect that the young little white tiger was still thinking about his friends when he was eating, and he couldn't help but be greatly moved......