Quick Wear: Another day when the villain is paying for it

Mornings and afternoons are the busiest times of the market, with the streets crowded with people, noises of cheer and shouting.

Mo Jinghuai blushed and grabbed Xu Ning's arm: "I'll hold you, so you won't be pushed away by the crowd."

Xu Ning glanced at his red ears and curved her eyes: "Okay."

"But..." Xu Ning paused, pulled her arm out of his grasp, reached out and grabbed his hand, interlocked her fingers with his, shook it, and blinked at him:

“I think this is more stable.”

laugh!

A ray of sunlight shone over, and Xu Ning was surprised to see a faint wisp of heat coming out of the boy's head!

Dai Dai said: "A Jing, there's heat coming out of your head!"

"No!" Mo Jinghuai refuted her loudly, as if to prove the truth of his words:

"Here, here are clearly steamed buns from a bun shop."

The voice became smaller and smaller, and less and less powerful.

Xu Ning glanced at the bun shop ten meters away, then looked at the boy in front of him, thought about it and finally decided:

"Yes, the bun shop over there just made a basket of hot buns."

Let her own A Jing be arrogant, she likes it anyway.

"Okay, okay, let's stop talking about this and go shopping. I can't wait!"

As she spoke, Xu Ning pulled Mo Jinghuai into the crowd. She didn't look like a noble little princess at all, but more like a quirky little girl who was curious about everything.

Mo Jinghuai had no choice but to walk beside her to block the crowd from coming for her.

Soon, the little girl stood still, her eyes fixed on a stall.

Mo Jinghuai followed her gaze and saw a stall selling sugar-coated rice cakes.

At this moment, he inexplicably wanted to laugh.

He had thought that the little princess was out of touch with the world, but after actually seeing her, he realized that the little princess was about to be immersed in the fireworks.

Mo Jinghuai directly pulled the little girl forward and said, "Boss, give me a portion of sugar-coated baba."

"Oh! Okay!"

The boss raised his head from the oil pan, strung the freshly-cooked sugar-coated cakes onto a long string with bamboo sticks and handed them to Mo Jinghuai.

"Take it, sir. It's two cents."

Mo Jinghuai handed over the money, took the sugar-coated cake and stuffed it into Xu Ning's hand, looking at her with a smile:

"Eat it quickly, it's delicious when it's hot."

Xu Ning's eyes lit up, she opened her mouth and took a bite of one. It was crispy on the outside, glutinous on the inside, and sweet, which was exactly what Xu Ning liked!

Xu Ning couldn't help but bite another one.

When she looked up, she saw the boy staring at her with a smile on his lips. She suddenly felt a little embarrassed and shook the bamboo stick in her hand:

"Ah Jing, don't you want to eat?"

He only cared about her and didn't even buy one for himself.

Mo Jinghuai looked at the little girl's shiny, greasy little mouth, then looked at the oily sugar cake that the little girl had taken a few bites of, and his thoughts turned to something else.

"Yeah, I want to eat it." Does Ningning want to give the food in her hand to herself? Or does she want him to taste her sweet mouth?

This is quite embarrassing.

But if Ningning wants to, it is not impossible. She can find a place with fewer people.

As he thought about it, his face gradually turned red.

Seeing that the young man hadn't moved, Xu Ning rolled his eyes at him.

This kid, can't he buy food when he wants to? Oh! You still have to rely on me.

Letting go of his hand, Xu Ning looked at the boss: "Boss, another one."

Mo Jinghuai hadn't reacted until a string of hot oil-filled sugar cakes was stuffed into his hand.