Qiao Yanran enters the shopping mall and pulls Mengmeng around on the second floor.

On the second floor, most of them are clothing stores with a complete range of styles. Yang Yumeng went to several stores and was surprised to find that the clothes designed by her brother were out of fashion at all.

Even in the metropolis of DIDU, the styles are very novel, even better than the dresses in the shops.

Yang Yumeng suddenly lost interest in these clothes.

She took Qiao Yanran's hand and came to the food city on the negative floor with great interest.

There are a lot of delicious food on the lower floor, including all kinds of desserts, cakes, barbecued meats with attractive aroma, fried crispy outside and tender inside balls

Yang Yumeng wants to taste it.

Qiao Yanran touched Meng Meng's small head, "good, what you like to eat, just say it, brother is not bad money."

On weekdays, in the valley, although there is meat to eat, but because the seasonings are not complete, coupled with the limited food materials in the valley, the food here is still a little far away.

Cute, a little bit excited, a little bit red face.

Qiao Yan naturally paid, took the things over, carried them in her left hand, and her right hand tightly held the small hand.

"Brother, you try this milk tea. It's very delicious. It tastes very dense and not greasy at all. The pulp below is also delicious."

Yang Yumeng holds a cup of milk tea in her hand and takes a small sip with a straw. Her eyes brighten and she delivers it to Qiao Yanran.

She used to be in Yangjia village, and occasionally went to the city. There were also milk tea sellers on the roadside.

but those milk tea had a bad taste. She only drank it once, and then she never drank it again.

However, the milk tea sold here is different.

The milk tea is covered with a thick milk cover, which is sweet and dense, and the pulp below is very sweet and fragrant.

Qiao Yanran looked at her excited and wanted to share with her. She pulled her lips and took a sip. The strong yellow peach flavor came to her face.

The flesh of yellow peach is very fresh, juicy and delicious.

Mengmeng looks at Qiao Yanran. After taking a sip, she puts the milk tea cup to her mouth, bites the straw and puffs her cheeks.

She used this straw just now, so did her brother Is that indirect kissing?

When they were in Yangjia village before, although they were under the same roof, Yang carpenter kept a strict watch on them, and the dishes, chopsticks, water cups and other things for eating were always used separately.

"Yan Ran looks at her small voice, low in her ear, don't want to know what?"

"Ah?"

Mengmeng's face was very hot, and some of them turned away from the topic and said, "no, nothing. What's the pulp in this milk tea? It's delicious. "

Qiao Yanran scraped her nose, narrow eyes slightly pick up, the whole person with a bit of elusive evil, she patiently explained: "is yellow peach, yellow peach taste is very tight, sweet as honey, since you like to eat, we will buy some back."

Although the taste of yellow peach is good, its shelf life is very short. I really don't know if there are any.

Mengmeng looks at Qiao Yanran in front of her. She just feels her brain is blank. She doesn't hear what Qiao Yanran says at all.

Beauty is wrong.

She seems a little greedy for her brother's body.

We can't be in a hurry. We'll keep it for a few more years.