Millennium of Frost and Snow

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Little Wonton was paralyzed as a matter of course, looking at Guiling Jelly.

Guilingjiao sighed, took two steps, picked up the pastry and turned it back, he put the pastry on the low tea table next to Little Wonton, turned around and prepared to go downstairs to look at the shop, Master Attendant's personality is too much to worry about, Little Wonton doesn't even bother to look at the store... But this kind of thing is indeed the style of Little Wonton.

However, Guiling Gao couldn't walk away. He was buckled by the wrist and pulled back, and pressed down on his waist. This series of actions was quick and decisive, obviously premeditated, and Xiao Wonton lazily rested his chin on his shoulder. The Adam's apple was rolling, and the slight rolling went through the skirt of the clothes and penetrated into the pulse. The sofa he was sitting on was very soft, and he was being picked up at the waist again. This was a posture that could not exert strength. He was sunk deep in the chest of the soft sofa and the person behind him. .

"Well, don't move, it won't be a big deal if you rub against something." While talking, the little wonton rubbed maliciously, and Guilingjiao sighed, feeling helpless, and before he could sigh, he was caught by the little wonton behind him He bit his earlobe lightly, his back stiffened for a moment, then softened again, and his neck became red with a bang.

Guiling Gao covered his face, thinking that this would not be the case, but Little Wonton's lingering tone, touches that seemed to be there, and subtle and provocative little gestures all became attacks one after another, forcing him to be in chaos and defeated. But a certain guy didn't know how to restrain himself, he touched his face presumptuously with Liang's fingers, and said with a light smile, "Well, it's quite ripe."

Guiling Gao kept silent, lest the guy behind him get worse.

Looking at the reddened back of the neck, Little Wonton couldn't help chuckling. She wanted to continue to bully her, but she felt that it was too much and it would be too bad. Guiling Jelly would be angry. It's better to be merciful when they meet again after a long absence. It's the first time for a food soul to try to love someone. After living for so long, they learn how to love like a child.

"Okay, okay, don't move, just sit like this for a while, I want to hug you, you are too thin, Ah Ling."

"I always like to call Master Attendant Ah Lin, because the pronunciation is very similar to when I call you. Spicy Crayfish has been jealous of this name so many times, and Master Attendant has thrown countless eyes at me."

"You are back, I can get rid of this bad habit."

The remaining half of the helpless sigh lingered in his heart, ready to come out, and sank again. Gui Ling Gao indulged the fingers superimposed on his hand, and let the little wonton treat his hand as if he saw something novel, kneading Coupled with breaking the bones joint by joint, I can't wait to feel my fill from skin to flesh to bone.

A pair of tortoise paste suspects that he will be pressed down on the spot, and the posture of eating clean even the skin and bones, the little wonton is extremely beautiful when touched by fingers, maybe it is an illusion, tortoise paste always feels that the breathing behind him is a bit heavy.

"Hold your hand, and grow old together." Guiling Gao listened to the affectionate voice read, and also heard Little Wonton chuckle. This long and vulgar sentence has been passed down to the present and has been quoted by countless idiots. He heard Little Wonton say slowly: "But food souls don't age."

"Food souls can only die..." Gui Ling Gao covered his mouth before he could finish the rest of his sentence. The finger rubbed his lips with every inch, signaling him not to continue talking, and pressed his waist with the other hand, saying that he Too thin, it hurts to hug her.

"Then don't hold me all the time." Gui Ling Gao said lightly, feeling that Little Wonton's small movements are too much, which is troublesome, and Little Wonton's small movements can disturb his whole mind. Those who can kill, affectionate love words can kill.

The important person fell down willingly, like falling into a warm bed after a tired fight in winter.

"Well, I should feed you fatter, let's go, go down to eat, shop, and play chess."

"Why, are you reluctant to leave me?"

"Give me your hand first." Gui Ling Gao rubbed his forehead, said with a headache, the hands around his waist finally loosened, and he was free.

There were people coming and going in the shop, and the food soul with darker complexion and blue eyes hooked another Food Soul's waist, stabilized the tray with his free hand, leaned down to say something in the ear of the blond food soul, and patted The food soul smiled brightly and charmingly on his shoulders, and the customers waiting outside were crowded even harder. Guilingjiao looked at it, and before he got up, the round and round soul dangled out, and there was a sign on his body that read "Don't crowd and wait patiently." "" sign, with a bang, the little wonton fell off the sunspots, stretched out another hand, and broke the head of the food soul opposite, fingers passed through the hair as cool as the night, and penetrated into the soft skin, the little wonton faced the food soul. With a cold face, he said slowly: "Concentrate on playing chess, don't look at them, look at me."

"It's time to watch chess." Guiling Gao said calmly, lowered his head, let the fingers relax, groped from his cheeks to his chin, picked his chin like a cat, and left.

At the same time, the customer in the store cried out in a low voice, staring in the direction of him and the little wonton with inexplicable excitement. His gaze was so hot that Guiling Jelly turned his head and glanced over. The customer buried his head and continued to eat. own dishes.

"Come on, look at me." Guilingjiao's chin was hooked again by that finger, he lowered his head, and dropped the chess with a snap. He looked at half of the country where Heizi had fallen, stared at the chessboard intently, and was very cold in the eyes of others. Said: "Little Wonton, restrain yourself a bit if you can, um, if you really can't, I can tolerate it..."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he was conniving, helpless and spoiled too much, the tenderness in the expression between his eyebrows and eyes could not be hidden at all.

Little Wonton picked up the fan on the side with one hand, and slowly spread it out. He pressed the table with one hand and blocked the fan with the other. He kissed the slightly sweet lips of Guiling Jelly, and it fell apart with the touch of a dragonfly, and met the deep black eyes. , there was too much helplessness in those eyes, but he still indulged him arrogantly.

"I can't help it when you say that." Little Wonton smiled, and handed Guiling Jelly a pastry. He was going to get it, but he didn't do it, so he just handed it to his lips. Smiling contentedly, she brushed her lips with her fingers, and complained that he accidentally got cake crumbs when eating.

Guilingjiao looked at the little wonton, bit the tip of that finger, and let go after biting it. With this movement, she made a small resistance, and the little wonton pulled out her hand. The words "beauty is in the eyes of beholders" were the same when it was placed on the food soul. Applicable, so a food soul as cold as Guiling jelly, in the eyes of Little Wonton, becomes "Guiling jelly is so cute, she is losing her temper, she is acting like a baby."

Then the tip of his lovely food soul's tongue brushed against his fingertips, and Little Wonton looked at the cunning that flashed in his eyes, wishing he could grab the turtle jelly upstairs, wash it, remove the skin and chop the bones, and eat it clean, so he pressed Pressing the soft fingertips, smiling narrowly, rubbed the black chess piece with his finger, dropped it, and said, "Well, do it again."

The sunspots fell into the white pieces, surrounded by many, and there was no way to recover.

"Drunkard's intention is not to drink, you have too little time to watch the chessboard." Little Wonton was patted by the crab roe, and the hearty young man slowly spit out the second half of his question: "Are you watching chess, or are you watching something else?" ?Um?"

"What about the steamed buns, are you still sleeping? I told you to watch him order it, but you still let him drink it." Little Wonton turned her head and chuckled, but the pastry in hand was taken away by the crab roe. Still holding one in his mouth, he said vaguely: "You two better go to Tingxuelou to drink tea and eat cakes, the food there is delicious."

Little Wonton took one from the plate and fed it to Guiling Jelly. Guiling Jelly pushed his hand away, frowned helplessly and said, "You eat it yourself."

Master Attendant came back with a group of food soul bandits at noon, his eyebrows and eyes were as cold as his name, and the food soul in red behind him couldn't hide the murderous look, Bai Lilin looked at them and smiled After asking if there was any trouble, I went to the back kitchen to coax Her Lady Queen. The French snail stayed in the back kitchen, sleeping on a chair, and almost fell asleep with candied haws. Gan, look at the kitchen in contrast to the exquisite and gorgeous Food Soul, and feel that the clean kitchen is dilapidated, too bleak, and he finally understands what Little Wonton said in the morning. Headache, because Master Attendant's temperament is really bad.

The master attendant who coaxed the French foie gras to be forgiven was slumped on the table, howling hungry, wanting to eat meat, and pitifully added that I want to eat spicy crayfish, and was rejected by Peking duck after saying the second half of the sentence : "No, Master Attendant, you are allergic to seafood."

"But I've taken the medicine and I'm fine..." Master Attendant glanced at the Peking Duck holding the cigarette stick, and complained angrily: "Why are you like my father..."

"Are you allergic to lobster?" Spicy Crayfish picked up the back collar of the paralyzed Master Attendant with one hand, and put his hand on the soft neck to ask.

"Master Attendant is in trouble. He is allergic to seafood, wheat, cats, peanuts, peach hair, and cold winter air." Little Wonton said with a smile, counting on his fingers.

"Let's go, let's go up and have a good chat." Spicy Crayfish went to drag him, the master attendant grabbed the table and refused to let go, Guiling Jelly felt that he had a headache, so, what kind of unlucky master attendant did he have?

And the little wonton on the opposite side squinted his eyes and smiled gloatingly, laughing like a sneaky cat.

Guiling Gao swallowed and sighed, not wanting to sigh again, what kind of Food Soul he had put on.

Chapter 6

【6.】

How can time pass so fast?In the blink of an eye, January has passed.

Guiling Gao tried to massage the person who used him as a pillow, pressed his fingers on the forehead, and reminded again: "It's time to get up, go down and watch..." Before she finished speaking, Xiao Wonton rubbed his palm, her hair was cold. across your fingertips,