This dragon copy hand skin thin filling tender, eat in the mouth has a smooth and delicious feeling, soft chewing, the smooth taste of the wonton will come out, and then take a careful bite, the umami in the trap is accompanied by the fresh fragrance of the red soup lingering in the mouth, the soft tongue gently hooked, slid to the roof of the mouth, rolled into the esophagus, people can't stop, eat and want to eat.

Rong Zhao ate several in a row, and when he was enjoying the taste, Qiushui suddenly came to say this.

The wontons are smooth and slippery, and they are swallowed in a "slippery" way. Rong Zhao looked at her, the spoon still in his mouth.

Qiushui was a little embarrassed, and twisted: "You guys are eating, let's stand here and watch, isn't it stimulating us?"

Nighthawk glanced at her and blurted out, "We're not as hungry as you." ”

Qiushui raised his eyes and glared at him fiercely, staring at Rong Zhao with pitiful eyes.

Rong Zhao scooped another wonton, even with the soup and a vegetable, she took a bite slowly, and glanced at Xiao Junjue, "Then, let's eat together, anyway, it's not cost-effective to eat so much for such a piece of silver." ”

Xiao Junjue really didn't know when his princess would be so calculating, nodded and said, "Sit down." ”

Hula, the four people are like four door gods, to see who moves fast, six people around a table.

Thanks to the table, it's big enough to fit them.

Qiushui shouted at the boss, "Boss, four bowls of hands, two drawers of leaves." He paused, and shouted again, "Plus four hemp balls." ”

Rong Zhao finished eating the last wonton in the bowl and waved his hand, "No, add two more bowls." ”

Qiushui's mouth opened wide, "Miss, do you want to eat three bowls?"

Rong Zhao took it for granted and said, "I'm a double body, of course I eat too much." She finished the last wonton in the bowl, touched her stomach, and seemed to say to herself, "I don't know if my son has enough to eat." ”

Qiushui shouted again: "Boss, I want seven bowls of copying." ”

Xiao Junjue wiped her mouth and shook her head secretly, what kind of master is there and what kind of slave, a group of foodies. Even the two unproductive ones with him were unproductive.

The boss of Shilixiang picked up the silver placed on the table, tossed it lightly in the air, caught it again, and stuffed it into the deepest part of the cuff.

"Six people eat so much, it's really okay to eat. He looked at the departing backs of those people and complained, but there was a faint hint of trivialism.

Eating nothing is actually the greatest recognition of the store.

At this time, he still didn't care about these people, but he didn't want to, a few years later, his signboard was because these people played louder, and it became a must-have snack in Shudi.

After eating breakfast, Rong Zhao felt that he couldn't stand up with his waist, so he was supported by Xiao Junjue and walked leisurely on the street.

Not to mention shopping, while walking, Xiao Junjue helped her recall the past events, such as which street the two of them quarreled on, such as he locked her in a small temple where beggars lived, such as they were besieged by revenge seekers.

But these have no impression in Rong Zhao's memory, and she is not interested, her left ear goes in and out of her right ear, and she doesn't know what Xiao Junjue is doing.

Originally, the six of them walked together, but in the end, only she and Xiao Junjue were left.

She bought a lot of things, Nighthawk and Nightowl couldn't hold it and had to send it back first, and Lonely Eagle and Autumn Water were assigned by her to go to the store she had been to buy what she had fancied but didn't buy.

Passing by a small stall on the side of the street, she had already passed, and she suddenly turned her head and went back.

There are all kinds of children's toys on the stalls, rattles, brass bells, and small puppets of various animals.

Rong Zhao was covered with a cloak that wrapped her petite body, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't tell that she was pregnant.

The stall owner was very enthusiastic, looked at Rong Zhao with a bun, and said with a smile: "Which one does Madam like, seeing that you are so beautiful, I will give it to you cheaper." ”

Rong Zhao shook the rattle, and touched a white rabbit puppet, she remembered that when she was a child, she also had a white rabbit puppet, but then she got tired of playing and didn't know where to throw it.

"Madame's boy or girl, if it's a boy, how about this little tiger? "The stall owner brought her a little tiger.

Rong Zhao waved his hand, didn't answer, who said that the little boy should play with the tiger, she likes the soft little boy, think about it, a little boy who looks like a pink carving, holding a white rabbit in his hand, how beautiful it is.

At this stall, Rong Zhao only bought a little white rabbit and ran to the next stall.

Qiushui and Gu Yu haven't followed late, Rong Zhao is a little tired from walking, there is a stool at the intersection, she sits down to rest. I saw that there was a fried chestnut seller selling sugar at the entrance of the alley, and I wanted to eat it again, so I instructed Xiao Junjue to buy it for her.

"Then sit still and I'll be back soon. Xiao Junjue touched her face and instructed.

He, the prince, also became a subordinate of his follower one day.

Rong Zhao pushed him away and pouted, "You treat me like a child?" ”

Seeing Xiao Junjue walking a few steps and looking back at her, Rong Zhao shouted at him, "You hurry up!" Seeing him walking hurriedly, the corners of Rong Zhao's mouth curved slightly.

This man, it's still a little useful.

Xiao Junjue asked for a pound of chestnuts, and the boss took a brown paper to pack it for him, the chestnuts were newly out of the pot and still hot, and the boss wrapped another layer.

This stall is not only selling chestnuts, Xiao Junjue saw that there were still candied fruits, so she also asked for some.

The chestnut seller was an old man of about sixty years, thin, with a wrinkled face, he smiled and handed the wrapped candied fruit to Xiao Junjue, and said, "It's for the lady, right? ”

Women like to eat sweets like preserves.

Xiao Junjue took the candied fruit and paid the money, with a subtle smile on the corner of his mouth, "My lady is pregnant and likes to eat sour." ”

The old man squinted, his teeth were a little yellow, "That son is also a good blessing, a sour and spicy girl, designated as a son." ”

The old man saw that he had bought a lot, and grabbed a few handfuls of chestnuts, "Catch more for the son, eat more, the son will be more energetic when she gives birth." ”

A soft gaze appeared in Xiao Junjue's eyes, whether he was a senseless son or a daughter, in his opinion, it was all right, as long as it was his and Rong Zhao's child.

When the old man grabbed chestnuts for him, he unconsciously turned his head to look at Rong Zhao, but at this glance, his face changed instantly, and the person who was sitting at the entrance of the alley just now was gone.

"Childe, your chestnut—" the old man called out to him from behind, but he ignored it and strode over.

Xiao Junjue's heart was beating "thump", almost ready to come out, the stool was still warm, and he should have just left.

He ran to several nearby shops, but there was no trace of Rong Zhao, and he specially asked the store if he saw it.

In his hand he was holding a white rabbit puppet, which he had picked up from the side of the stool's leg.

"Zhaozhao?"

"Zhaozhao?"

"Rong Zhao?"

"Rong Zhao!"

He got angry and roared. The candied fruit fell to the ground and was trampled on by him.

How dare you make such a big joke with him!

When he finds her, he must teach her a good lesson. Moreover, from now on, she will be tied to her body and let her never leave.

He turned into the alley on the left, which was full of snacks, and he looked for it with all his hopes. Even he comforted himself that Rong Zhao must have thought he was moving too slowly, so he went into the snack alley to find something to eat by himself.

Suddenly his feet were soft, he looked down and saw that it was a pair of baby socks, he picked them up, his hands trembled even more, this was bought by Rong Zhao after buying the white rabbit puppet, it was originally two pairs, and it was always held by Rong Zhao.

In an instant, all the blood gathered on the top of the head, like a basin of icebergs falling down the top of the head, the limbs were oozing with a chill, and an ominous premonition swept over the heart.

Xiao Junjue's eyes were stained with red blood, and he stood in the middle of the cross street in a panic, his face was snow-white and terrifying.

A carriage approached, and he turned around, passed by the carriage, and did not see the man he was looking for peeking out of the window, and in an instant, he was dragged back again.

Rong Zhao didn't know where she was to, her mouth was sealed with rags, and her hands and feet were tied. It was bumpy for a long time, and it didn't untie it until he took her to a small courtyard.

Probably afraid that she would recognize the way, she also wore a strip of black cloth along the way, and the strip of cloth was untied, and it was a man with only one eye, and a deep scar from his forehead down the blind eye. looks particularly fierce, maybe one eye is missing, and the other is particularly big, and it is about to stand out.

He stared at Rong Zhao for a long time, the urn was angry, and his voice was as rough as if it had been burned by charcoal, "Damn, Lao Tzu asked you to catch the yellow flower girl, what are you doing to catch a pregnant woman for Lao Tzu! Let Lao Tzu be a cheap father?"

He was full of anger, and this shout seemed to tremble with the ground.

A little brother next to him, he put his hands in his sleeves, and his mouth grinned, "Big ...... Big brother, she ...... She's wearing too ...... Thick, put ...... Covering my belly, I ...... We also ......"

I didn't come out for a long time.

The other man saw how hard he was talking, and then added, "We didn't see it, but we saw that she was beautiful." ”

One-eyed eyes widened, and his voice was raised, "And then you tied it back?"

He slapped each of them, "You two idiots! No matter how beautiful you look and have a fart, you haven't let people play with it." He pointed to Rong Zhao's stomach, patted his head and beat his chest, "I still have the fucking goods in my stomach, and no one wants to sell it to Yihong Yuan." ”

One-eyed looked Rong Zhao up and down, his face was full of pity, Rong Zhao stepped back, holding his stomach with both hands, "You want money, right, I have money, as long as you let me go, you can do as much as you want." ”

The scar on one-eyed's face unfolds and looks intrigued.

"No!" the knock didn't stumble this time, and simply popped out two words.

Another person mended the seam for him, "Her man is like an official, if this is released, she must not lead the officers and soldiers to bulldoze us, boss, you must not let go." He made a knife movement, his eyes narrowed slightly, "I think, it's better to slaughter it, and avoid future troubles!"