Ding Wanzi left.

Zhan Lu felt in a good mood, and happily agreed to Liu Qinuo's invitation to pick osmanthus flowers: "Let's go, let's go pick osmanthus flowers and make osmanthus cakes together." ”

She said to Liu Qinuo in a flying tone.

Got up and walked around Twilight and said to him, "I'll be back in a minute." ”

Twilight nodded, "Okay, have fun." ”

Liu Qinuo happily went over and held her: "Okay, let's go, go, Yufeng." ”

Mao Zheng, who was out of breath and had just entered the door with a basket: "......"

"No, little aunt, can you rest for a while before leaving?"

Liu Qinuo: "No, you are a man, what are you hypocritical, walk quickly, you should exercise more." ”

Mao Zheng continued to run bitterly.

As a result, after joining Zhanlu, Mao Zheng couldn't keep up even more.

But this time, he was also left behind by his little aunt Liu Qinuo.

"Zhan Lu, you fly slowly, wait for us, do you know where the osmanthus is?"

Zhan Lu flew in front with an umbrella, and when she heard this question, she kindly replied: "This osmanthus flower, the fragrance is ten miles, you can find it by smelling the smell, I naturally know." ”

Liu Qinuo had to experience the pain of Mao Zheng's hard work to follow his footsteps.

"Zhan Lu is not stupid, but it's so inconvenient, it should be difficult for her to have friends like this."

Liu Qinuo muttered while chasing.

Behind him was Mao Zheng, who was trying to track the backs of the two, and he tried to resist the sword, trying to speed up.

I didn't forget to mutter: "I don't know what you mean by flying so fast, the basket is still in my hand, you picked it, there is no basket, what do you use it?" ”

Finally, when Mao Zheng arrived, he saw that Zhan Lu and Liu Qinuo had already picked the osmanthus flowers.

They really have a place to pretend, which is Zhanlu's umbrella.

All the osmanthus flowers were in the umbrella, and when Mao arrived, they transferred the osmanthus flowers to the basket he was carrying.

After a short pause, he hurried back again.

At the end of the osmanthus picking trip, before finally wasting the osmanthus picked, Zhan Lu and Liu Qinuo still made a decent plate of osmanthus cake.

Zhan Lu ate a piece and commented expressionlessly: "It's too sweet." ”

She originally expected Liu Qinuo to teach her, after all, she hadn't done it for more than two hundred years.

As a result, I didn't expect that Liu Qinuo was a master of theory, and he couldn't do anything, he was worse than her.

So in the end, the osmanthus cake was all made by Zhan Lu alone.

Liu Qinuo tasted a piece and said: "It's really sweet, forget it, give it to Mao Zheng, children love sweet." ”

Mao Zheng had already eaten a piece just now, and he knew what kind of sweetness it was, which simply exceeded the limit of his life.

I don't know how his master said the words 'too sweet' with a blank face.

The most important thing is that this honey was put by his sister herself.

He felt like he was losing his teeth.

Mao Zheng's facial features were refusing, and he shook his head desperately: "Little aunt, I'm no longer a child, by the way, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." ”

Mao Zheng fled while refusing, afraid that he would run faster than anything else on this plate of osmanthus cakes.

Liu Qinuo didn't want to put this plate of osmanthus cake on the table, so he made a small calculation: "Zhan Lu, this is made by you yourself, or you bring it to Senior Brother Qiandu, he will definitely like it." ”

Zhan Lu smiled, and that smile was definitely not a friendly smile.

Liu Qinuo felt that a danger was approaching when she saw her smiling, and then she heard Zhan Lu say to her with a smile.

"Has your god-level image in your heart completely collapsed? You're starting to think about poisoning him? ”

Liu Qinuo is clear, this is sarcasm.

The smile she showed just now, she said that it was not a friendly and harmonious smile, it was a sarcastic smile.

However, Lyucino frankly admitted: "Since my senior brother met you, she has that image in front of you. She shook her head, "tsk" twice.

"It's really not a cold immortal who has no desires, no desires, no mercy and no love."

Liu Qinuo's heart was crying with the villain, her cold Immortal Monarch Senior Brother, her abstinence male god Senior Brother, and his ruthless Heavenly God Senior Brother were all gone.

Zhan Lu took a piece of pastry from the plate and wrapped it and prepared to take it away.

smiled and said to Liu Qinuo: "The rest is yours, eat it obediently, not a piece, no money, no waves, and fees." ”

Although he was smiling, his words were extremely cold.

The last few words are not just word by word, but also accentuate the tone.

The emphasis is clear.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, Liu Qinuo just heard the meaning of the words.

You dare to waste it, try it, and see how I clean you up after that.

Liu Qinuo made up the scene where Zhan Lu viciously cleaned himself up, and suddenly felt that the whole person was not good.

She shook her head, the image coming out of her mind.

I saw that Zhan Lu had disappeared without a trace.

Liu Qinuo realized what was going on and jumped on the spot.

"This is revenge, naked revenge."

Just because she calculated Senior Brother Qiandu, Zhan Lu wanted her to finish a whole plate of sweet osmanthus cake.

She secretly made up her mind that she couldn't do bad things to her senior brother in front of Zhan Lu in the future, otherwise she would be easily retaliated against.

Some people, looking at the fairy spirit, holy and sacred, like a white lotus blooming in the holy realm.

In fact, this white lotus may be a black lotus flower that blooms in hell.

If not all black, at least half of it is blackened.

Liu Qinuo bitterly and mechanically stuffed the sweet osmanthus cake into his mouth, and slandered his stomach.

Then I really felt sweet, so I could only try to pour water.

Liu Qinuo was eaten by a plate of osmanthus cake and cried.

When she finally got to the last bite, she tearfully stuffed the pastry into her mouth, intending to swallow it hard.

Don't taste the sweetness.

As a result, the pastry card almost choked her to death.

So much so that a plate of osmanthus cake made Liu Qinuo taste doubtful life, and he dreamed of eating osmanthus cake in the middle of the night, and he woke up in fright.

Then she swore that she would never cook with Zhan Lu again again.

Besides, Zhan Lu brought the osmanthus cake back to Qiandu.

Twilight didn't frown, and finished elegantly.

He even felt that the taste was inexplicably familiar, as if he had eaten such a sweet osmanthus cake a long time ago.

It seemed to be a mid-autumn, Zhan Lu knew his first mid-autumn festival, and Zhan Lu learned to make osmanthus cakes with his mother.

That day, he spent the Mid-Autumn Festival with his teacher, his wife, and Zhan Lu at Zhanlu's house.

That night's osmanthus cake was made by Zhanlu.

The pastry is very beautiful petal-shaped, and it looks beautiful, but the taste of the pastry is too sweet.

It was a frightening sweetness, just like the one he ate tonight.

It's so sweet that people don't dare to recall.

At that time, the carefree girl said playfully: "It's good to be sweet, sweet and sweet, just like our family." ”

In the bright moonlight, a family of three and Twilight sat around the table in the courtyard.

The girl tried hard to recommend the osmanthus cake she made herself: "Mother, you can eat another piece, it's delicious." ”

The woman smiled gently, waved her hand and refused: "My mother's teeth are a little painful, I don't dare to eat more, give it to your father, let him eat more." ”

The girl turned the plate to Tobe Shangshu: "Dad, you have another piece." ”

The middle-aged man had tears in his eyes, and he had to reluctantly laugh and agree: "Eat, Dad has to give you more face, my daughter is cooking for the first time, she must eat more." ”

Hube Shangshu picked up a piece of cake and brainwashed himself: "Look at how beautiful this osmanthus cake is." ”

Tobe Shangshu took a bite and chewed: "Sweet, so sweet, so sweet." ”

Tobe Shangshu is bitter in his heart, this is simply too sweet.

I couldn't bear it, and I couldn't help but cry out of my eyes.

Qianwei looked funny and couldn't bear it: "Teacher, you wait a while before eating, wait for me." With that, Twilight got up and left for a moment.

Soon after, he came back with some bitter tea, bitter tea with sweet cakes, which barely balanced the sweetness of the sweet cakes.

The girl took a bite together, and looked at this Qiandui with sparkling eyes: "Qiandui, you are so amazing, you have found the correct way to eat the osmanthus cake I made." ”

The girl's eyes were full of admiration.

It's just that bitter tea with sweet cake is not a long-term method, and at the end of eating, the girl tearfully reflected: "I will never put so much honey in the future." ”

"Tonight, I've eaten all the sugar I'm going to eat this year."

She took a sip of tea and exclaimed, "It's so bitter." ”

After taking another bite of the cake, he sighed again: "It's so sweet." ”

Twilight looked funny, and reluctantly and spoiledly took the remaining osmanthus cake from her hand and wrapped the rest on the plate.

"These are given to me to eat, and I like to eat sweet."

Later, in order not to waste the fruits of Zhanlu's labor when she was a girl, Chiwi ate all the sweet cakes without wasting anything.

He also sighed when he ate it, he didn't expect that there was such sweet food in the world.

So that unforgettable sweetness made him unforgettable for life.

At that time, Zhan Lu believed Chiwi's words and gave all the pastries to Chiwi without any burden.

Later, her mother tells her that Twilight doesn't like to eat sweets, so she doesn't want to eat too many sweets to keep her from dealing with her mess.

Hubu Shangshu has a strict family education, and does not allow extravagance and waste, and Zhan Lu has developed the habit of not wasting since childhood.

If no one helped her eat, she would have to eat all the sweet and greasy osmanthus cakes by herself.

After that day, she knew that Twilight didn't like sweets, so she never let go of that much honey when she made any pastries after that.

Today, I don't know what kind of mind is to put more honey, maybe it's really just two hundred years since I made osmanthus cake, so it's rusty, and the technology is back to the first time I made it.

Qiandui, who recalled this memory, looked at Zhan Lu who was innocently watching him eat osmanthus cake.

His eyes were as gentle as water, and he turned his head and hooked the corners of his mouth.

I can't hide the joy in my heart.

It's intentional, right?

Since the reunion, he has found that Zhan Lu has always been calm and rational, and he will be a little bad when dealing with monsters, and he always deliberately frustrates people's sore spots.

Treat others a little coldly and detachedly, but retain basic politeness.

I don't want to have deep friendships with people, but I don't want to be enemies with anyone.

There are all sides of Zhanlu, but I have never seen her show her childish side.

Now that he is so petty, he is starting to rely on him.