Move!

You might as well move!

Oh my God, you're so useless!

I've never seen a leg like yours!

The streamer roared wildly in his heart, cursing his legs angrily.

Seeing that terrifying puppet, he was obviously terrified to death, and it was the wisest choice that he should run away quickly, but his legs trembled like roots, and he couldn't move a step when he stood still.

Streamer watched as Wuya's red lips curled in a bewildering arc, and she slowly stood up from the bench in the wooden corridor, swaying her waist in a graceful manner as if she was about to walk towards him.

Now it's okay, even the body stiffened, trembling and shaking.

This time, he really saw a thin line shining with a sharp cold light in Wu Ya's hand, and the smile on the red lips was very beautiful and cold, and a bone-chilling chill climbed up from the soles of his feet.

His tears poured uncontrollably into his eyes, and he almost vomited soul-spitting smoke.

Every day, every day, it's really going to die!

I'm going to die!

His vision was completely overwhelmed by tears.

There was a sudden hint of bright red in the blurred vision of the streamer and teary eyes.

Yes, yes, yes, is it his blood?

When my consciousness was about to be frightened, I suddenly heard a person's voice in my ears.

"Why, little man, are you standing here stupidly? ”

Streamer actually heard the voice of Dream Weaving.

Is it Sister Weaving Dreams?

The fear in my whole body dissipated in an instant.

It seems that the body can move!

Only then did the streamer dare to reach out and wipe his eyes blurred by tears.

In front of him was a string of bright red sugar gourds, and the plump hawthorns were wrapped in a layer of golden syrup, sprinkled with a layer of sesame seeds, exuding a sweet fragrance.

Weaving Dream stood in front of him and blocked the wooden corridor, and Wuya was also blocked.

Seeing that the streamer didn't react, she tilted her head and asked again, "Little man, what's wrong with you? Don't you want to eat? It's delicious!"

She also held a string of sugar gourds that had bitten off two pieces in her hand.

The streamer only saw that Weaving Dream's eyebrows and eyes were smiling, as sweet as a sugar gourd, and the eyes seemed to have a sunset.

Streamer turned his head sideways over Weaving Dream to look at the wooden corridor outside the inn, and Wuya stopped, did not come again, and seemed to wink at Streamer rather regretfully.

Streamer almost screamed again, his soulless appearance made Weaving Dream a little puzzled, Weaving Dream raised his head and glanced at Zhu An who was standing quietly beside him.

But as long as there is Zhu'an and Weaving Dreams, there is no need to be afraid, Streamer's heart was loosened, and his legs were also weak, he couldn't stand and suddenly rushed over and hugged Weaving Dreams.

"Wow, wow, wow!

"Yike...... What's wrong?" Weaving Dream was suddenly pounced, and before she could hold her own sugar gourd, it fell to the ground with a clatter, stained with a little dust, and couldn't eat it anymore.

Weaving Dream glanced at the ground with regret.

Streamer didn't notice that he knocked off Weaving Dream's sugar gourd, and hugged Weaving Dream's snot and tears flowed together, he was really scared to death just now!

"Woo woo! Sister, sister, sister, me, I, I met Wuya, and that Zixin! I, I thought I was going to be killed!"

Weaving Dream stretched out his hand and patted him on the back and soothed: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, what? Dare to scare our little man, I'll help you beat her!"

Lying in Weaving Dream's arms with tears in his eyes, he didn't dare to look at Wuya's gaze anymore, closed his eyes and pointed to the corridor outside the inn behind Weaving Dream, and sobbed and said, "Woo...... She, she's there...... You were still smiling at me just now...... Whining...... Scare...... It scared the hell out of me......"

Weaving Dream looked in the direction he was pointing, and turned her head strangely when she didn't see anything.

Without saying a word, Zhu'an turned and walked towards the inn, where he turned around and walked back to them in a moment.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

"Well, there are traces of fine threads on the wood. I think I've been here. ”

Streamer listened and poked his head out to see that in the afterglow of the sunset, the corridor was empty, and there was no longer Wu Ya's figure.

It's like just a hallucination that just appeared to him.

What about everyone?

No, gone?

The heart of the streamer was completely relaxed.

With tears on his face, pitifully tight, Zhimeng patted the streamer's back and coaxed a few more words, and said gently: "Okay, don't cry, little man, I bought you a sugar gourd, but I took it all the way, don't you want to eat it?"

Only then did Streamer straighten up from Weaving Dream's arms, wiped his tears, and his voice was still thick nasal, "I want to eat, I want to eat." ”

He took the sugar gourd from Weaving Dreams, opened his mouth and bit one, the thick sweetness spread from the tip of his tongue, and he suddenly felt warm in his heart.

It's great to have these two people around.

Thinking about it like this, this sugar gourd had a different taste, and he couldn't help but start to burst into tears again, but this time he was no longer afraid.

Weaving Dream stood up straight, her eyes fell on the string of dusty sugar gourds on the ground, and sighed a little regretfully, she only ate two in her hand, and it fell like this, what a pity!

Weaving Dream glanced at the sugar gourd in Streamer's hand without a trace, twisted his head, pouted and said, "Little man, why are you crying while eating, you don't have to be moved like this when it's delicious!"

The streamer was immersed in his emotions and didn't want to be distracted, "Woo woo, sister, you don't understand the world of children!"

“......”

Is she very old?

Weaving Dream raised his hand and was about to knock on the streamer's head, when the tip of his nose suddenly smelled a hint of sweetness.

She turned her head to look, and Zhu'an's eyes fell to the side and did not look at her, the tips of her ears were a little red, but she held a string of newly bought sugar gourds in her hand and handed it to her, the thin layer of syrup reflected a gentle halo in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Weaving Dream's eyes lit up, and the hand that was about to knock on the streamer's head turned into a stroke, she smiled and withdrew her hand to stop caring about the streamer, and took the string of sugar gourds.

Only then did Zhu'an turn his head back, but his gaze still refused to meet her.

Weaving Dream only felt that the smile on his lips couldn't be suppressed, and he was about to take a bite but stopped.

You don't have to look up to know that she smiled, and he felt a little helpless, no matter how difficult and dangerous the situation was, he felt okay, they were all the same and calmly faced, but he couldn't be indifferent to her little things.

It would be nice if she felt happy.

Zhu'an looked at the sudden snow-white hand in front of him, and handed over the string of red sugar gourds.

"Brother, I'll give you the first bite. ”

Raising her head, as far as her eyes could see, Zhimeng's eyebrows and eyes were burning, as if the most beautiful sunset on the horizon had fallen into her eyes, and it was so warm that it was a mess.

He's low

He took a bite of the next one, which was not a sweet he liked to eat, but it started from the tip of his tongue, which was incredibly sweet, and for the first time he felt that the sweets were good.

Weaving Dream withdrew his hand and bit down on the next one, from where he had just bitten.

She felt in a good mood eating the sweet sugar gourd, tilted her head and smiled at him, and forgot to look away.

She winked playfully, like a gentle thorn that gently pierced the softest part of his heart.

Zhu An only felt that his face was about to burn, so he had to clench his hands into fists and put them on his lips, pretending to cough twice to hide his flustered.

Finished.

He felt as if it didn't help at all.

This feeling was about to drive him crazy.

"Sister Weaving Dreams, can I eat yours again?"

Streamer cried while eating the sugar gourd that Weaving Dream gave him, he saw Weaving Dream holding another string in his hand, I don't know why the bright red color hooked up the sweetness he had just eaten from the tip of his tongue, it was so aftertaste, he especially wanted to take another bite.

He leaned over with a shy face and asked, but he didn't expect Weaving Dream to hide the sugar gourd in his hand behind him.

Weaving Dream took a step back and shook his head, "No. Well, there's a sugar gourd vendor over there who confiscated the stall, I'll buy it for you. ”

Streamer took another step over and said firmly: "I, I, I just want to eat one more bite, and I still have to keep my stomach to eat! It's not good for children to eat too many sweets, so they still have to eat more." So, sister, give me another bite, just one bite!"

Weaving Dream took a step back and firmly vetoed again: "No, I can buy you as much as you want, but this one can't." ”

Streamer scratched his hair and asked wonderingly, "Why?"

"There's no why, because it's unique. ”

Streamer muttered dissatisfiedly, "Ah, isn't it just a rock sugar gourd!"

Weaving Dream took another bite, inadvertently licked the sugar stain on his lips, and said with a smile: "Little man, you don't understand. ”

"......" Streamer decided to give up.

Zhu'an on the side didn't know what was wrong, and walked away with a red face for some reason.

After a while, he came back again, stuffing a large handful of sugar gourds for the streamer.

"It's all for you, don't rob her. ”

Streamer was stunned holding a paper bag full of sugar gourds, "This ......"

What is the situation with the sugar gourd?

Seeing this, Weaving Dream laughed heartily, and after a while, he came over with a smile, "Little man, let me tell you." ”

Streamer was still immersed in extremely shocked emotions and didn't come back to his senses, and stammered back: "What?"

"The next time I see Wuya, you don't have to run. ”

"Why?" streamer's eyes lit up, "Is there anything good for my sister?"

Weaving Dream nodded and said with a smile: "Don't run when you see Wuya, because it's useless to run, it's better to stand hard." ”

Streamer nodded expectantly, "Uh-huh, and then?"

"And then?" Weaving Dream bit the sugar gourd in his hand and smiled slyly, "It's gone." ”

"Ahh

"Because...... It's too easy for her to kill you. You can rest assured that she won't take the time to kill you at all. ”

"Sister!!