For him?

So didn't he leave just now because he said the wrong thing and did the wrong thing?

Is it because he just said that he hasn't eaten yet?

During the monsoon rain, I sniffed the fragrance of this small refreshment, and opened my mouth carefully, only taking a small bite on the edge of this refreshment.

The pastry is sweet but not greasy, and it is a wonderful sweetness.

It's a taste he's barely tasted.

"They'll bring it later."

Qinghui is indeed going to eat, although as a dark elf, she doesn't actually need to eat anything, as long as she maintains her daily cultivation and has people collect dew.

But Lord Spirit Sword is not.

Lord Spirit Sword, you have to eat!

Asaga: It's easy to think of Lord Qinghui who starved himself for a long time for the Sun and Moon Essence when he first entered the plane.

Of course, this was naturally ignored by Qinghui.

Qinghui went out to ask for food?

During the monsoon, he had naturally heard that elves didn't like to eat human food, so the outside must have known that Qinghui had brought him to this palace.

There is wind around.

The nights are a little cool.

Qinghui fed two bites, watched the little princess eat one bite at a time, and took a few bites, but he only took half of the thumb-sized refreshment.

Qinghui, who was already a little short-tempered, blinked his eyes a little impatiently.

"Open your mouth."

The soft and glutinous voice is a bit fierce.

Monsoon Yu subconsciously opened his lips, and then the half of the pastry was stuffed directly into his mouth.

During the monsoon rain, his cheeks bulged slightly, and he subconsciously closed his mouth, chewing and chewing like a little squirrel.

The hair on his forehead was blown up by the wind, and he looked a little obedient, Qinghui looked at it twice.

I picked up a few pieces of pastry and ate them happily one by one.

Then he said, "Do you like sweets?" ”

Dislike.

Ji Yushi subconsciously wanted to speak, then pursed his lips and said obediently, "I like it." ”

Qinghui stared into his eyes for a moment, then sighed.

"Gone, go in, what are you doing here to blow the wind."

It was cold, and Lord Spirit Sword wanted to hug his own stove.

Qinghui naturally took his hand and spoke.

Ji Yushi was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes, and glanced at the cold white hand that was holding him.

The wrist is slender and slender and good-looking.

Ji Yu answered and obediently followed behind Qinghui.

When I entered the house, the wind around me was blocked.

When the monsoon rain found that there was only one bed here, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Qinghui.

Qinghui didn't feel anything wrong at all.

He placed the small snack plate he was holding on the table, and the golden long-necked pot next to it was filled with sweet nectar.

Drizzled on the dim sum, it's another flavor.

During the monsoon rain, his body was still slightly stiff, and he stood aside and watched Qinghui's movements.

Seeing Qinghui hook his finger at him.

During the monsoon rain, he raised his feet and walked towards Qinghui in small steps.

Then he was grabbed by Qinghui.

Some of the slender bodies were slightly crooked and fell directly into Qinghui's arms.

During the monsoon rains, he was a little confused and propped himself up.

Feeling the cold and sweet fragrance on Qinghui's body, the tips of his ears began to turn red unconsciously.

Then a piece of snack was stuffed in his mouth.

The sweet, slightly bitter taste spreads in the mouth.

With a faint scent of tea.

Lowered eyes during the monsoon rains.

This piece of pastry...... It's not a very sweet type.