Chapter 957

Hongzhe!

It was the man who the girl could never untie the knot, and the man the girl was thinking about. He always wanted to know who Hongzhe was, but this stupid girl never wanted to tell him. He just wanted to know where he lost and why he could never squeeze into her heart.

Hongzhe, childhood sweethearts, have been together since childhood?

Qingge, who are you?

After striding out, Mu Cangyun stood in front of the two and stretched out his hand: "Girl, I'm Mu Cangyun, stop, I have something to tell you!"

However, the two small figures in front of them, as if they could not see him, were walking straight ahead. He couldn't help but back away, trying to stop them. However, they continued, and he simply stopped. Down, stretched out his hand and said, "Girl, stop!"

"Huang..." The small figure passed through his body like this, leaving nothing behind. When he exited the alley, no one here seemed to see him, even the girl and Hongzhe. , can't see his existence. The other side of the flower, yes, the other side of the flower!

Quickly took out the other side flower from his sleeve, but this flower was just like an ordinary flower now, there was no response, and there was no way to connect to his spiritual world of following the wind and singing. Can't see him or hear his voice? No, you must see him!

Following the two people in front of him, Mu Cangyun watched them talk and laugh, no matter what method he used, he couldn't make the two people in front of him notice his existence. Watching Hongzhe buy new clothes for Feng Qingge, clean up his body, and then put two pigtails on her, his fists have already been clenched tightly, and he can't wait to throw Hongzhe out now.

"The bread just now is not nutritious. I'll take you to eat what you want the most, okay?" Lovingly touching Feng Qingge's little head, Hongzhe laughed softly, took her little hand, and said after she said When it was good, he took the initiative to kiss her on the forehead, and smiled lightly: "It's right in front."

"Well, I want to eat it." Feng Qingge nodded, not at all feeling that there was anything wrong with being kissed, but Mu Cangyun, who was beside him, was anxious, and Hongzhe was so young, so he learned the way of Zheng Zixu. Set, a child who is almost ten years old, still pulling and kissing in public, this is simply...

However, Mu Cangyun's eyes fell on a couple who were crossing the street. The two who were entwined and lingered kissed actively, as if no one was there at all. His face sank, and these pictures always appear in this messy mental space.

Before taking two steps, a neatly arranged roast duck appeared in the familiar glass. It was hung in the fireplace and roasted. The fruit charcoal below continued to burn. With a sizzling sound, it exploded towards both sides. The roasted duck is brought out, sliced ​​by a professional knife master, and placed on a plate. The delicate pastries are placed, with noodles, cucumber strips, and other side dishes. What Sunset Cliff does is similar, but the smell seems to smell a little bit worse.

Mu Cangyun, who is accustomed to eating delicacies of mountains and seas and famous wines, thinks this dish is very ordinary, but he does not object to what Feng Qingge does, and the taste is just right to his taste. At the beginning, he didn't understand why the first dish he met was to do this, it seems that he should know now.

When a roast duck came to the table, Feng Qingge couldn't wait any longer. He stuffed the duck meat into his mouth, and stuffed a piece of dough into his mouth. He took the cucumber dipped in the sauce and sent it to his mouth. Just now The snacks that she had just couldn't satisfy her stomach at all, this was the real feast.

Compared with her, Hongzhe is much more stable, he doesn't look like a ten-year-old child at all. He sandwiches the dough, wraps the duck meat, dips the green onion in the sauce, adds the cucumber, and folds it neatly. This was sent to Feng Qingge, and she said softly, "Roast duck, that's how you eat it."

"Brother Hongzhe, why are you wrapping it so nicely? You have to eat everything in your stomach. You don't need to look too good." Feng Qingge shook her head and said, but she still took the wrapped roast duck, just took a bite. , she was stunned, eating it like this, the dough and duck meat can be eaten, as well as the unique fragrance of cucumber, plus the taste of green onions, it is much more delicious than she just swallowed the jujube whole.

With a light smile, Hongzhe took out a piece of dough again, spread it flat on his plate, and said lightly: "This dough is home, and at home, there must be a duck father, a cucumber mother, and a green onion baby, four or four. A fold of the square, tightly wrapped together, it is a home. There are fathers, mothers, and babies at home."

"Oh, isn't it bad for me to eat it?" Scratching her little head, Feng Qingge moved quickly, took the roast duck and continued to eat.

Thinking about looking at the person in front of him, Hongzhe said with a slight smile: "How come, after eating, your stomach will hold home. Wherever you are, home will be there, this is... um, universal Home. So... Qingge, when you meet your parents, make such a delicious roast duck. Let them also often, the taste of home, okay?"

"Okay, Duck Duck, Mother Cucumber, and Baby Green Onion, then...what about this sauce?" Following Hong Zhe's example, Feng Qingge clumsily wrapped the dough, but because there was too much duck meat , she couldn't wrap it up, she was in a hurry, but she couldn't do anything.

Hongzhe took out another piece of dough, placed it on Feng Qingge's plate, and said with a smile: "If one home can't fit, there is another home. Qingge, we don't have parents, but we can have our own home. One of you, Just me, okay?"

"Okay, Brother Hongzhe, you can eat it too. It's delicious. The taste of home is delicious. I never knew that roast duck could be so delicious, Xiang..." Nodding, Feng Qingge With that cute look, he didn't understand the meaning of Hong Zhe's words at all.

Mu Cangyun, who was just sitting on the side, knew Hong Zhe's thoughts. It was a bad thing if he didn't learn well at a young age, and it made the girl sad for so long. Only a roast duck can say these useless things, and only this stupid girl will believe, the best taste, the taste of home? Is a packet of dough on both sides the best?

Just when Mu Cangyun was sulking, that black ray of light rolled in instantly, he immediately retreated to the back, and he was about to hit the front with his backhand.

A black figure, wearing a tight shapewear, with a dagger pinned to Gao Bang boots with a heel of 15 cm, her long cloak fluttering in the wind, her long loose hair is messy, and the moon is close at hand, as if Just behind her, set off her more and more beautiful. With her hands in the pockets of her windbreaker, she seemed to be the queen of the dark night, walking forward step by step.