Just as Chu Xiangjun was gasping for a break, standing opposite her, the little old man who was also running, no, it was the little old man who was out of breath who was even better than himself, suddenly smiled flatteringly and handed over a plate of biscuits.

Changing your face is faster than turning a book, it's weird!

"Don't eat it!" Chu Xiangjun refused.

"I can eat a slice!" The big rhubarb meowed and jumped off Chu Xiangjun's shoulder, and Chu Xiangjun suddenly felt a lightness on his shoulder.

Rhubarb, you just asked me to run with you on purpose to fix me, it must be, otherwise why are your shoulders so sore?

The old man never thought that there would be people in this world who would refuse to cook their own dishes?

"Meow!" the cat came and ate it, although the man refused.

"Roll ......"

The little old man's word "open" had not yet been spoken, and the rhubarb had already been eaten with a biscuit.

Little old man: "......" eats so fast, with swallowing?

The little old man saw the cat that had eaten the biscuit barking at the little girl a few times, and the little girl jumped over to eat the biscuit happily.

"The hesitation just now isn't because I'm afraid I'll poison the biscuits, right?"

The little old man thought like this, and asked unconsciously.

"Yes!" Chu Xiangjun admitted shamelessly.

The little old man was messy in the wind.

In the middle of the sound, the little old man suddenly withdrew the biscuits, and roared at Chu Xiangjun and Rhubarb, who had not finished eating their mouths but were thinking about the plate: "Is my Jiang Yazi that kind of despicable villain?"

"Nani is stupid, please be stupid, aung ang, ang ang. Chu Xiangjun chewed a biscuit in his mouth and spoke unclearly.

"Of course, it's to let you feel my craftsmanship, and then when you want to eat, I won't make it for you, hahahahaha. ”

Chu Xiangjun: "......"

Rhubarb: "......"

A scheming little table smash!

But......

"You are really Jiang Yazi, the chef of Huaxia Building...... My lord?"

Chu Xiangjun hesitated when he said the word "big", because he really had nothing to do with the majority.

"It's like a fake!"

"I really didn't expect it. Chu Xiangjun swallowed the biscuit in his mouth and suddenly sighed.

"I didn't think of anything?" I can't say half a sentence, dear, very appetizing.

"I didn't expect the cookies you made to be like that. ”

As soon as Chu Xiangjun's words came out, Jiang Yazi took a mouthful of blood, and it was even more surging than in Stephen Chow's version of "Tang Bohu Dots Autumn Fragrance".

What do you mean by that? The expression is still so serious!

"The biscuits I make are the wild two-grain wheat produced by Woyuewan, the quality is natural, the wheat is fragrant, no pollution and no additives, the biscuits made are crispy and moderate, the taste is first-class, you see my biscuits, the color is a very good-looking light brown, right? I tell you, this is the primary color of wild two-grain wheat, pure natural coloring, there is no pigment, it looks very cute and appetizing, how can it be unpalatable to eat?"

With that, I picked up a piece and took a bite.

Chewing slowly, savoring carefully, the little old man showed an intoxicated look on his face, indulged for a long time, swallowed the biscuit down his throat, and spit out a word with endless aftertaste: "Fragrant!"

"Click", Chu Xiangjun also took a bite of the biscuit, Kazkaz chewed a few bites, then swallowed, took another bite, chewed a few times and swallowed, like a few times, the two biscuits in her hand were also eaten by her.

Jiang Yazi watched Chu Xiangjun finish eating the biscuits in his hand like this, and actually brazenly stretched out the magic grasp to the plate in his hand, quickly withdrew his hand excitedly, looked at her with contempt, and said sarcastically: "It's not delicious, but the body is very honest." ”