Tuoba Yuer finally chose Wen Jinghua's prosthetic eye.

Although he was reluctant to go, he didn't have any more moths.

Looking at Tuoba Yu'er, who was gradually moving away on the way out of the city, Chu Lingheng bit Wen Jinghua's shoulder as if he was retaliating.

"Snubbed me for so many days just so that she wouldn't see me?"

The complaining words were paired with a serious face, and Wen Jinghua instantly softened her heart.

"Oh, I don't want to block Qi Yuanshen~, besides, didn't you want to calm Chen Guo a long time ago, and now the opportunity is sent to the door, you still blame me..."

Chu Lingheng pinched Wen Jinghua's face and said with a smile: "So, I have to thank you?"

"Uh-huh!" Wen Jinghua nodded seriously, "This is nature!"

"Poof!"

Chu Lingheng couldn't help laughing.

He rubbed Wen Jinghua's head, "You, I really can't do anything about you, let's go, take you to eat Weng's noodles in the western suburbs, haven't you been shouting for a long time." ”

"Then what are you waiting for!" Wen Jinghua's eyes lit up, "Hurry up, hurry up!"

The two laughed and came to the western suburbs.

This is a very simple pastry shop, but Wen Jinghua only ate it once by chance, and he has never forgotten it.

The two of them sat down in the store, and Ah Weng, who was watching the store, immediately stepped forward with a smile and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Wen Jinghua was a little surprised when she saw the visitor, "Ah Weng is a little faceless, wasn't there a grandmother and a child here before?"

The old man smiled, "The little grandson is a little sick today, and my old woman can't come to the store when she looks at him. ”

"Ah, that's it..." Wen Jinghua nodded, "Let's serve a peach blossom cake first, uncle, you can get busy." ”

The old man walked to the back kitchen very quickly.

The smile on Wen Jinghua's face disappeared in an instant.

Chu Lingheng's expression was a little vigilant, and he whispered to Wen Jinghua: "Something is wrong. ”

Wen Jinghua's eyes were faint, "This person is not an old man, you look at the appearance of the wind on the soles of his feet, it is clear that he is a young man with force." ”

"Looks like we're getting their eye on us. Chu Lingheng's tone was relaxed.

But Wen Jinghua's heart was not relaxed.

She and Chu Lingheng went out today and didn't bring anyone else, right now it's just the two of them, if there are many people in ambush in this pastry shop, I'm afraid they won't be able to get out easily.

"Peach blossom crisp is coming~!"

The strange old man came out of the back kitchen with a plate of snacks, his face wrinkled with a smile.

"Considerable, can you please try the old craft?"

Wen Jinghua didn't smile, "I really don't know who has better craftsmanship between Ah Weng and Grandma!"

The old man smiled and looked at Wen Jinghua intently.

Wen Jinghua slowly raised the chopsticks, slowly clamped the peach blossom crisp, and then slowly brought the chopsticks to her mouth.

The old man's anxious Adam's apple slid frequently.

Wen Jinghua felt funny in her heart, and opened her mouth more slowly.

"Whoa!"

"Oops!" Wen Jinghua exclaimed very contrivedly, "I didn't clip it properly, and it fell to the ground." ”

Chu Lingheng almost didn't hold back his laughter.

He glanced at Wen Jinghua meaningfully, and the ridicule was quite meaningful.

The old man had been hung by Wen Jinghua for a long time, and he almost scolded when he saw this.

Wen Jinghua looked at him innocently.

Chu Lingheng also waited for him to reply.

The old man had to reluctantly squeeze out a smile, and tried his best to restrain his tone and said, "It's okay, it's okay, there's more on the plate." ”

Wen Jinghua smiled contentedly, "Yes, there are still a lot of them on the plate!"

As she spoke, she raised her hand to pick up the remaining peach blossom cakes on the plate, but she was "accidental", her sleeves were thrown over first, and she fell to the ground with the plate and cups.

There was an instant crackle on the ground.

The expression on Wen Jinghua's face became even more innocent.

I saw that she panicked as if she was about to cry, and grabbed the old man's sleeve and asked, "What can I do about this? Uncle, I'll pay you more for tea! Would you like to make me a new one?"

The old man's forehead was bruised, he almost gritted his teeth, and his face was distorted, and he smiled: "It's okay... It's a good idea... , old decay go now... Make a new one for you. ”

After speaking, he seemed to be unable to hold back his anger, and quickly left Wen Jinghua and ran to the back kitchen.

Wen Jinghua's stomach hurt with a smile.

Seeing this, Chu Lingheng gently hooked the tip of her nose with his hand, "You, you are too elfty and eccentric, play them like this, beware of them being cruel to you later." ”

Wen Jinghua raised her eyebrows disapprovingly, "Anyway, there is going to be a fierce battle, so why don't I take advantage of their plans to disgust them?"

Chu Lingheng chuckled helplessly and shook his head.

The old man quickly went and returned, holding a plate of peach blossom cake that was still steaming in his hand.

The peach blossom cake was placed on the table, and Wen Jinghua watched it, but she didn't move the chopsticks.

Seeing this, the old man asked cautiously, "Why doesn't the girl move her chopsticks?"

Wen Jinghua pouted and shook her head, "Uncle, this is not right." ”

She said with a serious face: "Look at the color of this petal, it is obvious that it has been oiled again after it is done, uncle, if you don't do it as well as grandma, just say it, don't be so foolish." ”

The old man couldn't hide his embarrassment through a layer of masquerading, and said stiffly: "What is the girl talking about, it is clearly bullying the old craftsman!"

Wen Jinghua pouted, "If you don't have good skills, don't be a craftsman, and no one will force you..."

The old man was deeply inhaled, he quickly glanced at the back kitchen, and immediately smiled again and was careful with Wen Jinghua, "Girl, if it is really unpalatable, I would like to smash the plaque at the door." ”

Wen Jinghua saw his small movements in his eyes, but his face was still ignorant and ignorant, "Uncle, it's really not easy!"

The old man didn't say anything, just stared at her nicely.

Under such a focused gaze, Wen Jinghua honestly picked up the chopsticks again.

She even felt a little pitiful for the killer in her heart.

Wen Jinghua repeated the old trick and "accidentally" dropped the pastry to the ground again.

"You're looking for death!"

This time, the old man couldn't hold back any longer, and pounced on Wen Jinghua angrily.

It's just that before he pounced on Wen Jinghua, he was kicked out by Chu Lingheng first.

The man was kicked over the doorframe, his face covered in human skin torn apart, revealing an extremely young face underneath.

"Ahem," the man struggled to his feet from the ground and shouted into the back kitchen, "What are you waiting for!

Immediately the sound of chaotic footsteps sounded in the back kitchen, and a group of masked men rushed out with knives...