Fast-passing system: female support, not serious

Chapter 193 Goodbye, Little Monk (18)

on the street.

It was very lively and full of voices.The peddlers were shouting and the buskers were trying their best to attract the attention of passers-by.

There are all kinds of vendors and stalls, and there is an endless stream of vehicles.

Wei Qianluo naturally took Song Wenzhu's hand, but Song Wenzhu had never held hands with a woman before, and his face was blush.

Suddenly.

Looking at the busy street, a figure flashed vaguely in his mind.

It seems to be looking at flowers in a fog.

Probably the second plane to keep out the cold, right?
It's really good to clear the memory, you won't be nostalgic, and you won't be tempted.

She, Wei Qianluo, has always loved Ling Yunxiu, and she will never waver or be lost.

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"Sugar Man, I want to eat." Wei Qianluo tugged at Song Wenzhu's sleeve, with hope and anticipation in her eyes.

Seeing this, Song Wenzhu couldn't help but forget her identity.

At the moment, she is human.

"I want to eat that young lady's sugar figurine." Wei Qianluo pointed to a super beautiful sugar figurine and said.

Song Wenzhu said, "How much?"

The peddler made a gesture, Song Wenzhu gave him the money, and the peddler gave Wei Qianluo the candy figurine.

Wei Qianluo sat down and ate.

After eating the sugar figure and seeing the sugar painting, Wei Qianluo couldn't walk again.

"You're not afraid of eating polysaccharides, your teeth are empty and you can't eat anything?" Song Wenzhu joked.

"Don't be afraid, my teeth are fine." Wei Qianluo raised her eyebrows.

"Miss, do you want to make it fresh or buy ready-made?" The peddler asked with a smile, and then stirred the liquid maltose with a spoon.

The golden malt syrup was really alluring, Wei Qianluo couldn't help swallowing, her eyes stared straight.

The sugar paintings that have been made include butterflies, villains, mice, dragons...

"Draw me a little monk." Wei Qianluo glanced at Song Wenzhu with deep meaning.

"Okay." While receiving the money, the peddler picked up a spoonful of syrup and poured it onto the pot.

Slowly outline the appearance of a little monk.

Simple strokes, 6 dots on the head.

After finishing, use a bamboo stick to stick it on a relatively stable place on the sugar shelf.

Wei Qianluo couldn't wait to take the sugar painting, turned to Song Wenzhu and said, "Little monk, look, it really looks like you."

"Uh." Song Wenzhu froze.

"I'm going to eat it."

Song Wenzhu's expression was complicated, why did you look at me when you said this.

Do not understand.

"Hey, you stupid monk." Wei Qianluo sighed.

It wasn't until later that Song Wenzhu found out that she ate monk sugar paintings that day...

"Going to eat?" Song Wenzhu asked.

"Let's go." Wei Qianluo found a hotel.

Xiaoer came up enthusiastically, saw the appearance of Song Wenzhu monk, and brought a pot of green tea.

"What do you two want to eat?"

"A jug of wine, a catty of beef, a plate of peanuts..."

Wei Qianluo spoke out first, and she read according to what most chivalrous taverns must order. After finishing speaking, she boldly kicked the stool away, and was about to sit down.

Suddenly realized that she was a witch.Dressed up like a chivalrous girl should be...

The human design is afraid that it will collapse.

Quickly retracting her unrestrained actions, Wei Qianluo raised a half-smile at the corners of her mouth, and her upturned eyes were full of charm.

I agreed in my heart: Yes, this is the true nature of a witch.

Song Wenzhu's expression was complicated.

"Then the guest officer?"

"A bowl of clear soup ramen, thank you." Song Wenzhu said slowly.

Wei Qianluo's eyes widened slightly, Lao Tie, you and I are at the same table, the food painting style is completely different, fall.

Sensing her emotions, "I don't eat meat."

Wei Qianluo couldn't help teasing, "No wonder you're so skinny, you look malnourished."

"..." Song Wenzhu remained silent.

(End of this chapter)