Dill took a step back. Stay away from Na Nuan.

"Where did you come from?"

The cautious and cautious look of the person in front of him made Nai Nuan laugh for a while.

I couldn't help but think of teasing in my heart.

"Guess?"

I guess...... It's big!

Dill approached, grabbed his ear and said, "Do you want to move?" ”

Although Na Nuan was stunned by Dill's sudden movements, there was no offended displeasure on her face, but she smiled even more dotingly.

"If An An wants me to confess, there is no need for torture." He tilted his head and let her tug at his ears, but his head was close to her: "Just stand in front of me and look at me." Your gaze is the most irresistible existence in this world. ”

"Grunt" is the hunger protest sound from the stomach.

Dill took the opportunity to break free from Nai Nuan's embrace, looked around and said, "Where's the osmanthus cake?" ”

Na Nuan shook her head helplessly, and pointed to a plate of pastries placed in the most conspicuous position on the table.

"It should still be very hot when it was just made, so eat it slowly."

Dill walked briskly to the pastry and sat down on a mahogany bench.

Na Nuan lit an oil lamp on the side, and the light of the fire was subtle, so that she could see the appearance of the small plate of pastries.

The osmanthus cake is made into a delicate flower shape, with thin petals and distinct pieces, just like the real thing.

Dill looked at the plate of osmanthus cake on the table, and was amazed in her heart.

It's just an ordinary osmanthus cake, but it was made into a work of art that ordinary people are reluctant to eat.

It's just that dill obviously doesn't belong to the category of ordinary people.

As long as it is edible and delicious, let alone a work of art, even if it is a treasure or a one-of-a-kind product, she will eat it correctly.

So, he picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and stuffed it into his mouth.

Soft and delicate osmanthus cake, melts in the mouth.

The softness of the glutinous rice is mixed with the fragrance of cinnamon, which is fermented and fused in the mouth, and it becomes a faint sweet fragrance.

Swallowed into the throat, the rich osmanthus fragrance slowly spreads, and the aftertaste is long.

"Is it delicious?" Nainan Nuan asked, looking at dill.

"Stir-fried chicken." Because of the osmanthus cake in her mouth, Dill's words were a little slurred.

But that didn't stop Na Nuan from capturing her praise for him.

As a result, the corners of his lips rose irrepressibly.

At the same time, the prompt sound of the system sounded in Dill's mind -

[Drop, target character opinion +10, current total opinion is 40]

The osmanthus cake only contained a small plate, and the number could be counted with one hand.

The dill was quickly eaten.

Then, when he raised his head, a pair of sparkling eyes sparkled and looked at Nai Nuan.

The black and white eyes are written with the words "I still want to eat".

Na Nuan's heart softened when she was seen by such wet eyes.

The words that I wanted to say "no" were swallowed back into my stomach.

"I can only eat one more plate."

Although he didn't put white sugar when he made this osmanthus cake, the honey cinnamon itself has its own sugar.

Furthermore, one of its main raw materials is glutinous rice.

Whether it is sugar or glutinous rice, consuming too much in the middle of the night will increase the burden on the stomach.

Dill nodded obediently.

It's just that......

When she finished a new plate of pastries again at a faster pace, she did it again.

completely forgot his promise to nod obediently.

Although,There is no resistance to such an ignorant, simple and focused and affectionate (begging to be fed) gaze.。

But Nai Nuan still tries to move with emotion and reason.

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