The morning light is faint.

In the distance, the old man's shout: "Sweet taro soup, sweet taro soup, sweet and delicious, hot ......"

An old man with a burden stood in the morning breeze and shouted, and there were pedestrians on the street.

Compared with Jinyang and Shura, it is slightly southerly, and the taste is relatively soft in the northwest region.

Hua Wu ran happily to the old man, who loved the hot street food.

Feng Mo frowned and followed her, why did she have to eat such something that couldn't be on the table.

The old man's wrinkled face was smiling.

"Would you like a bowl of girl?"

"Yes, two bowls. Hua Wu took out the broken silver and handed it to the old man, looking back at the end of the wind.

In her bright eyes was a small expectation of sharing.

"I don't eat it. After all, these three words swirled around at the end of Feng's mouth and swallowed back.

Since when did he begin to accommodate her emotions?

It's windy and doesn't seem too cold.

Holding a small white porcelain bowl, Hua Wu stood at the tuyere and drank a sip of sweet taro soup, sweet but not greasy, smooth and refreshing.

"Wow, delicious. Hua Wu had a small round in her mouth and made a whimpering sound.

Get rid of the appearance of a little beast that has obtained a treasure, and the end of the wind is holding the bowl for a while.

At this moment, she is the most real her, there is no calculation, no acting, only the naïve attitude of a little girl.

On the street corner ahead, a certain prince happened to see this scene.

He traveled here in the middle of the night, only because Meng Er and the dark guard all retreated.

Since he arrived in Shangdu, Feng Yi informed Meng Er that he could lead the team back to Kunlun Mountain, saying that it meant the end of the wind.

Meng Er was helpless, and together with Meng Shishiyi, the two of them had to return to Kunlun Mountain obediently.

When Meng Xia saw them go back, he naturally rewarded each of them with a hundred lashes unceremoniously.

After receiving a hundred lashes, Meng Er said that it meant the end of the wind.

Then, Meng Xia, who was cold, rushed over overnight.

In Taishi's house, he didn't find Hua Wu and Feng Mo, so he came to the street.

No, just around the corner, I saw one tall and one short, two people in red holding a bowl and standing at the wind outlet drinking soup.

The picture is so beautiful that I can't help but look at it twice.

After taking two more looks, the surrounding air became colder, Meng Yi shrank into the dark, this time Meng Xia had an opinion on Meng Er, and directly rode the black dragon to bring him.

I don't think this situation is good, will he be whipped again, the kind that will affect the pond fish?

Feng Mo took a sip of hot soup, and his eyebrows softened.

Sweet food is always pleasant.

Meng Xia was just in front of them in an instant.

Early in the morning, although there were not many people on the street, there were people anyway, and the two people drinking hot soup did not pay attention to his arrival.

Just think it's the one who comes to drink soup again.

"Is it so delicious?" Meng Xia's voice was cold, and he didn't know why he was cold.

"Ahem. Hua Wu looked up and saw Meng Xia's masked face, almost choking.

"Why did Lord Jun come here?"

Feng Mo also looked up at him, this man still didn't stay on the mountain, he snorted coldly at Meng Xia, suddenly turned to Hua Wu again, and said in an extremely gentle tone: "Drink it while it's hot, it's not good to drink when it's cold." ”

Hua Wu looked at him in surprise, if she didn't know that this sweet soup was not poisonous, and looking at Feng Mo's smile, she would have suspected that this soup was poisonous.

"Don't drink it when it's cold. Meng Xia snatched the bowl of Hua Wu and put it on the old man's burden as soon as he put it.

"Hey, it's not done yet. Hua Wu reached out to get it.

But the man took her hand and flew away.

Leaving Fengmo standing alone in the wind, he returned the bowl to the old man casually, and walked in the opposite direction with a gloomy face.

Wind quickly appeared in front of him.

"Where is the young master going?"

The wind blew the cold wind and stood outside the casino and waited all night, these two people came out to fight monsters, and they didn't have his share in drinking sweet soup, and now they were finally alone at the end of the wind, he saw that the face of the end of the wind was wrong, and quickly jumped out to brush the sense of existence.

I heard that Meng Yi and Meng Er have been frequently fined a hundred lashes recently, and he is afraid, if Feng Mo also learns from the prince, then his fate with the whip will be closer and closer.

"Smash the casino!" said three words at the end of the wind, and the person was gone.

After a few breaths of confusion, Feng quickly chased after it.

He vaguely felt that the young master was going to put out the fire.

......

Meng Xia took Hua Wu's hand and walked quickly, turning a street corner.

Stop outside a bamboo fence.

"Lord Jun, what's going on?" After stopping, Hua Wu gasped a little.

Still, she was surprised.

This man came too suddenly.

Meng Xia flipped her hand and pressed her against the wall.

It's a silent alley, almost empty.

Hua Wu subconsciously looked left and right, and swallowed another mouthful of saliva, how could she feel that this man was full of anger.

Meng Xia reached out and pinched her jaw.

Why is she still looking left and right, is it possible that he can still eat her?

Hua Wu was stunned, what is this person pinching his chin?

"Jun... Your Excellency?" she looked at him suspiciously.

He looked at her too, her cheeks flushed and her red lips moistened because she was running so fast, probably because of the sweet soup.

He made a swallowing motion, imperceptibly, and his mouth felt dry.

"Do you like the end of the wind very much?"

"Ahh

This person can't be drugged, why look at himself like this.

"Answer me. Meng Xia's tone was not good, and his hand pinched her chin with a slight force.

Hua Wu took a painful breath: "How can there be such a problem? Also, why do I like Lord Feng, by the way, I don't hate him either." ”

After listening to her last sentence, his heart was relieved, and then he heard her say that he was not annoying, and his face under the mask darkened again.

Looking at his constantly changing eyes, Hua Wu felt nervous in her heart, this person is afraid that he is not sick, why do he ask such a question?

"Your Excellency, are you alright? She reached out and tried to touch his forehead, but she couldn't touch it, he was wearing a mask.

Meng Xia suddenly approached her cheek, the cold mask was attached to Hua Wu's side face, the bodies of the two people were very close, they could hear each other's breath, Hua Wu's heart was beating faster, what did this person mean?

"Your Excellency, you, what are you doing?" her voice trembled slightly.

Why was his aura so familiar, why was Meng Xia's face flashing in her mind now.

She bit the tip of her tongue hard, and the pain made her sober up a lot.

But she couldn't move, she didn't know what means he used, she wanted to say something, but she found that she didn't know what to say

He felt her nervousness, but there was a fire and ice crashing inside him.

One of herself roared there, why was she so good to the end of the wind!

One of himself clamored to take her into his arms, and he did.

Hua Wu, who was already surprised, was suddenly embraced by him, and she instinctively resisted, but to no avail.

Her soft body was close to him, and he had momentary satisfaction, but his body seemed to want more.

Hua Wu stiffened completely, whether this person had taken medicine or something else

Why does she think this embrace is not exclusive?