chance world

Fu Ruqing watched Ding Qiyu treasure the little clay figurine, and the touch and warmth that had just calmed down flooded his heart again. He lowered his head and looked at the little clay figurine Ding Qiyu in his hand, gently stroked the side face of the clay figurine with his fingers, and couldn't help It was received on the chest, and it is also very cherished and loved.

After letting the little girl play for a while, Ding Qiyu carefully put the clay figurines of the two into the tool bag he brought out. The two held hands and walked around looking around. Completely removing the indifferent pretense and going shopping with my sweetheart, they are naturally full of interest.The vendors on the street sell a lot of delicacies that Ding Qiyu has never seen before. There are many kinds of delicacies, and they are very fragrant. Although Fu Ruqing has no obsession with food and eats very simple and light food on weekdays, she has lived a good life since she was a child, so she is considered a good food. I have tasted all the delicacies on the jade plate, but I have never been in contact with these folk delicacies.

Ding Qiyu sensed the curiosity and longing in her eyes, does the little girl want to try these special snacks?But her veil... Ding Qiyu was also reluctant to see the scars on Qing'er's face by outsiders. He looked around in a little embarrassment, and suddenly his eyes lit up. He walked to a stall selling various masks, thinking about the scars on Qing'er's face. The position picks up the mask.Fu Ruqing quickly understood her intentions, and the warmth in her heart couldn't stop rising. When she took a step closer, her free hand also subconsciously grabbed her arm, watching her silently choose a mask for herself.

Because it is the Yinxiang Flower Festival, the patterns of the masks are naturally related to flowers. Ding Qiyu chose two very beautiful masks and bought them. He immediately put one of the masks with gold background and colorful patterns on his face, and dragged Fu Ruqing to the At a street corner, she was standing very close to Qing'er, and after checking that there was no one around, she carefully took off the veil on her face, and replaced it with the mask with the silver pattern at the fastest speed.

Although the mask was half-faced, the three scars on Fu Ruqing's face were perfectly covered, and the soft pink lips were exposed.The silver-white mask decorated with colorful Qionghua flowers complements Fu Ruqing's beautiful face, showing her unique charm even more. Ding Qiyu is quite satisfied: "Now, let's go and taste Xiangcheng's special food. !"

Fu Ruqing raised his hand and touched the scar, but it didn't show at all. A sweet smile appeared on his lips, and he nodded, "Yes."

Ding Qiyu's heart was touched by this smile, and he couldn't help but leaned over and kissed the corner of her lips: "Hehe, let's go!" He led the little girl back to the street. There's nothing weird about the mask.

Ding Qiyu shook his little hand: "Little girl, just tell me what you want to taste. Let's buy and try."

Fu Ruqing pursed her lips, looked around and said, "But, I can't finish eating."

Ding Qiyu patted his chest with confidence: "Haha, don't you have me? You can eat as much or as little as you like. What you can't finish is mine. I'll let you see my fighting power."

So, Fu Ruqing relaxed, let go of the disguise, and followed Ding Qiyu to experience the feeling of eating on the street for the first time.At first, Ding Qiyu saw the little girl was curious about something, so he immediately bought it for her to taste. Later, under Ding Qiyu's pampering, Fu Ruqing completely indulged the willful curiosity of the little girl in her heart. They would take the initiative to tug on Ding Qiyu's sleeves and ask her to buy them for herself.

Fu Ruqing originally wanted to be fresh and ate very little, and most of the rest were naturally Ding Qiyu's. I have to say that there are so many types of delicacies in Xiangcheng, even if I only bought a small amount of each one for the little girl. Tasting, after a street walk, Ding Qiyu, who is doing the "finishing work", also ate heartily, and his stomach was full and round.

Fu Ruqing noticed her stroking her stomach, felt distressed, secretly annoyed at her self-willedness, immediately restrained her curiosity, no matter how curious she was, she couldn't bear to let this person eat again, opened her lips and asked, "Is it uncomfortable?" The voice was the same as before The clearness is pleasant to hear, but for Ding Qiyu, who is already familiar with her, he didn't miss the wave of worry in his tone.

Ding Qiyu didn't want the little girl to worry, so he patted his belly and boasted proudly: "No! I just rubbed my stomach to help digestion, and I can eat a roast suckling pig."

Fu Ruqing was amused by her antics, couldn't help turning her head to laugh, and deliberately muttered in a volume that Ding Qiyu would be able to hear: "You said you're not an idiot..." She remembered the first time Ding Qiyu accompanied her in the carriage. The scene at mealtime.

It was rare for Ding Qiyu to see the little girl showing a playful and willful appearance, and he was happy to play with her, so he pretended to be angry and threatened: "Ha! I heard you! Little girl, you actually called me an idiot!" He said with a mysterious smile, " Even if I'm an idiot, what I want to eat the most is you, little girl!"

Fu Ruqing turned her head when she heard the words, and met Ding Qiyu's eyes shining with reverie, not afraid of her threats at all, she turned her head back and said: "Well, I didn't stop you, if you want to eat, you can eat it." Thinking of this person in his heart It's impossible to eat yourself, but what Ding Qiyu said about "eating" is completely different from what she understands about "eating"...

Ding Qiyu had long guessed that her little girl would not understand the second meaning of "eat", and said with a sly smile: "Haha, what you said, tonight, you just wait to be eaten by me!" "Molesting" Qing'er.

Fu Ruqing originally thought that his retort would make her feel embarrassed, but seeing this man's cunning appearance, how could he feel that he was fooled?Did he accidentally fall into her trap?After thinking about it for a while, I didn't understand it. I felt that Ding Qiyu must have been bluffing. Although he was a little apprehensive, but Miss Fu's aura could not be lost, and she still gave a "hmm" without changing her face. I don't believe that this person can really eat her.

Ding Qiyu took advantage and was in a good mood. He secretly made a note of this, and when he went back at night, even if he couldn't eat it, he had to ask for some small tofu. A small stall, surprised and said: "Look, Qinger, there are sugar paintings over there, let's go and have a look."

Fu Ruqing was still spinning her thoughts, but was dragged away by this person. She had seen sugar paintings before, but had never bought them, so she temporarily kept her doubtful thoughts and left them for later discussion. Her attention was completely diverted. On to the sugar painting.

There are many children around the candy painting booth. The candy paintings are beautiful and edible, so they are naturally more attractive to children than clay figurines.The children love and envy the beautiful animals drawn under the spoon of the sugar painter.

The two of Ding Qiyu walked over, and the sugar painting booth was divided into two areas, one half was a board for painting sugar paintings, and the other half was a turntable for rotating patterns. In exchange for two copper plates for a chance to turn the turntable, you need to randomly turn a certain area on the turntable. A pattern, and then painted by the master.

Ding Qiyu and Fu Ruqing watched a child chanting "Flying Dragon Flying Dragon" brokenly, and finally turned to the monkey. His little face was full of frustration, and he had no extra money, so he could only hold his monkey and watch others spin the turntable silently.

Ding Qiyu asked Fu Ruqing beside him, "Qing'er, which one do you want?"

Fu Ruqing understood the rules, and asked doubtfully, "Huh? Isn't it necessary to use the dial to decide?"

The sugar painting master had noticed the two onlookers a long time ago, and when he heard this, he smiled and said: "Yes, my lord, you can only turn, not pick."

"Haha, I know." Ding Qiyu finished speaking to the sugar painting master, then turned to Fu Ruqing and continued, "But I'm lucky, Qing'er, whatever you want, I will transfer it to you."

The sugar painting master understood that the young master was trying to please his sweetheart, so he stopped interrupting and looked at the couple with a smile.

Fu Ruqing bent down slightly, carefully looked at the patterns on the turntable, and found that the fat and fluffy little rabbit was her favorite, so she made a decision and replied, "I want a rabbit~" Qinglie's voice was a little coquettish. , I really began to look forward to this person turning out a rabbit for himself.

Ding Qiyu got the order, let go of Fu Ruqing's hand, paid the money and walked to the turntable: "Rabbit, okay!" Rubbing his hands together, he stretched out his finger and quickly moved the wooden pointer on the turntable with a "snap". , while reciting a mantra, said, "Look at me, 'European Emperor' Ding Qiyu, who is ready to grab it." With his hands behind his back, he held his breath and watched the direction of the pointer.

Fu Ruqing, like the surrounding children, stared intently at the rotating pointer, waiting for its result.

The pointer rotated more than a dozen times quickly, and the speed gradually slowed down. Finally, it perfectly avoided the rabbit that Ruqing wanted, and stopped firmly at the round and green turtle on the drawing board...

"Turtle!" The children shouted out first, and some children said, "Hello turtle! Lots of sugar!"

The sugar painter also smiled, and started to make a tortoise, saying auspicious words: "Yes, the tortoise is good, longevity and health!"

If Ding Qiyu was a child, she would also think that a turtle is good, a thick round cake is like a lollipop, it is indeed full of sugar, but at this moment she feels that it is not good at all!Seeing the slight disappointment in the little girl's eyes, Ding Qiyu hurriedly coaxed: "Try my hand in the round just now, I will do it again."

The sugar painter made a little turtle, and Ding Qiyu took it and gave it to a child who was watching.She geared up and started to turn the turntable again, unfortunately, the turntable seemed to be on the bar for her, let her turn fast and slow, and used all kinds of spells, the rooster, the horse, even the flying dragon, and the phoenix all turned, sugar painting master I have said a few baskets of comforting words of blessing, but I didn't transfer the little girl to the rabbit she wanted.

Not yet? !Once again, the pointer will pass the rabbit that the little girl wants.The children in the surrounding circle have basically been allocated a sugar painting, and the sugar painting master has also connected a lot of business, all of them are very happy, but Ding Qiyu is very annoyed, when did he become so black?When you played games in the past, weren't you full of European style?This broken turntable made him lose face in front of Qing'er, Ding Qiyu didn't stop doing it, took out his money bag and put it on the table, no matter what, he wanted to transfer it to the rabbit for Qing'er today!

Fu Ruqing was still looking forward to the rabbit at the beginning, but after a few misses, it would be fine, but the cute and annoyed expression on Ding Qiyu's face made her feel very soft. She tugged at Ding Qiyu's sleeve, who was about to turn the turntable, and persuaded softly: " Yu, forget it, it doesn’t matter if you can’t transfer.”