The egg pancake is really delicious

If there is anything else that the egg-filled biscuit guy can't understand in the past half month, it must be the roasted cold noodle guy at the diagonally opposite booth.

In half a month, the guy who baked cold noodles came to buy his egg-filled pancakes three times.

Of course, this also makes the egg-filled pancake brother very proud.

Did you see, the handsome and cold noodle brother of the company commander all bowed down to my egg-filled pancakes.

Since the other party contributed a little of his sales of egg-filled biscuits, and the other party was handsome, with a nice voice, and good-looking hands, the egg-filled biscuit boy was not so hostile to the cold noodle guy.

When he came for the first time, the boy who baked cold noodles was wearing a loose white T-shirt and black shorts, leaning on the cart, and stared at the movements of the boy who filled the egg pancakes the whole time.

The egg-filled biscuit brother can feel the hot gaze of the other party, and his hands are not as sharp as before. When he turned over, he broke a hole in the biscuit, so he had to fill the hole with egg white while trembling.

The egg-filled pancake brother had laughed at the skill of the roasted cold noodle brother in his heart before, but at this time he failed to show off his skills. The egg-filled pancake brother thought that the other party must not see him like this, otherwise he will be the No. Isn't the signboard of an egg-filled pancake about to be smashed by myself? The egg-filled biscuit brother quietly raised his head, intending to secretly observe the reaction of the roasted cold noodle brother.

In the end, he was caught by the roasted cold noodle brother.

The four eyes met, the cold noodle boy stared at him, with a strange smile on his face, the egg filling boy was stunned for a few seconds, maybe it was too hot in May, it might be embarrassment, or it might be It was a beauty kill at close range. The egg-filled pancake boy felt blood rushing up to his neck and burning to the back of his ears, and his earlobes turned red.

The egg-filled biscuit brother was still in a daze, while the baked cold noodle brother stretched out his white hand and tapped twice on the foam board that said "Egg-filled pancake original flavor is five yuan, plus grilled sausage for one yuan..."

"Little Master."

"Your egg-filled biscuits are going to burn."