On how to turn a kind protagonist into a black lotus

It wasn't until the night was dark for a long time that Bai Zhaojun moved slightly, and then opened his eyes.

"Wake up!" Seeing him open his eyes, Chu Qingming immediately flapped his wings and flew in front of him, "Are you hungry?"

"Some." Bai Zhaojun sat up, put his hands on his forehead, then got up and got out of bed, "I'll go get some food."

"Go, go." Chu Qingming lay obediently in the bed, where it was still warm, it was the residual body temperature of Bai Zhaojun.

Bai Zhaojun nodded, and went out of the room to find Xiaoer and order some pastries.

"What's in his hand?" He glanced casually, but suddenly stopped, and Bai Zhaojun turned to look at another waiter who was feeding a beautiful ornamental bird in a cage.The bird pecked at his palm, obviously fond of that kind of food.

"Ah, that's fried rice. It's delicious. Birds like it very much." The waiter glanced at it and replied with a smile.

"Then bring me another plate of fried rice and bring it to my room." After Bai Zhaojun finished speaking, he stepped up the stairs.

"Okay." The shop waiter put the white towel on his shoulders, and was quite puzzled, why did this customer want to fry the rice? Could it be that seeing the little bird eating happily, he wanted to try it himself?

Forget it, as long as he has money, it doesn't matter what he wants to do.The waiter in the shop thought so, so he went to ask the kitchen to cook another plate of fried rice.Not to mention, even though this is what the birds eat, it is really delicious.

"Guest officer, your cakes are here." The waiter knocked on the door while carrying the tray with one hand.

"come in."

Hearing this, the waiter pushed the door open, put down the pastry skillfully, then turned and left.

After the shop waiter left, Chu Qingming flew down from the beam, "What makes this smell so fragrant?"

The little sparrow hopped on the table a few times, and sniffed the cakes.

It's not osmanthus cake, it's not apricot cake, and the lotus cake is not like...

Finally, he stopped at one place, then pecked reflexively, and ate the fried rice on Bai Zhaojun's fingertips.

"What is this?" Chu Qingming's eyes lit up immediately, "It's so delicious."

"Fried rice." Bai Zhaojun grabbed another handful, "Try again?"

"Hmph! Don't think I don't know what you're up to." The little sparrow hopped twice, then turned her head proudly, "I'm not a real bird, how could I peck at your palm."

Bai Zhaojun didn't speak, just picked up a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake and ate it slowly.

This fried rice is so fragrant!Although he only tasted one grain just now, the aroma and crispness...

Chu Qingming tilted his head slightly, and glanced at Bai Zhaojun from the corner of his eye. He was eating a pastry, but he didn't see him...

I thought I jumped to Bai Zhaojun's hand very lightly, but I didn't realize that the boy's eyes were already stained with a smile.

Chu Qingming pecked at a piece of fried rice with lightning speed.

God!What kind of delicacy is this in the world! No longer caring about other things, the little sparrow lowered its head and pecked at the ground.

At this time, he wished so much that he had a human body, so that he could take a big bite instead of pecking at each one.

My mouth is so sour, but I don't want to stop.

"Okay, I can't eat any more today." Chu Qingming stopped immediately as soon as Bai Zhaojun closed his hand.

What?He is not allowed to eat fried rice?That will never work!

The little sparrow flew up and pecked the corner of the boy's lips, his dark eyes were full of accusations.

If you are full yourself, I am not allowed to eat!