The male god of the wall: cute and black

Chapter 5: An Idiot Meets a Black Belly (7)

Du Juan and Le Xin held hands, seemingly forgetting the existence of the other four.

Fu Tao took out a pack of Hongtashan from his jacket pocket, smoked two, handed one to Bai Shiqian, and kept the other for himself, and Bai Shiqian took out a lighter, lit it for Fu Tao, and then lit himself of.

Fu Hei rolled his eyes helplessly when he saw that Mr. Unreliable had already left and forgot about them again.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Bai Chichi who was about to be hit by a children's bicycle behind him, and pulled him over.

Bai Chichi's footsteps were unsteady, his limp body fell into his arms, and a strong milky smell came over his face.

Fu Hei took a deep breath, his heart beat faster, he didn't reject the smell.

"Brother." Bai Chichi raised his furry head and looked at him with puzzled eyes. She was standing upright, why did brother drag her?She almost fell down, although she didn't fall, but she rubbed her nose and it hurt a little, she raised her hand and rubbed the red tip of her nose, she wanted to cry, but she held back.

"Car." Fu Hei said coldly, then grabbed her little hand, and quickly followed the adult's footsteps.

Bai Chichi, who was half a beat behind, was almost dragged down again.

ding ding ding —

A five or six-year-old child was riding a children's bicycle, limping past him, Bai Chichi blinked his dark and bright eyes, and seemed to understand why Fu Hei had dragged him just now.

There are many food sellers on the road, and seeing many people holding delicious food, such as fried potatoes, marshmallows, candied haws, Bai Chichi swallowed his saliva hard, and his eyes stayed on the hand of a child holding colorful five-pointed star-shaped marshmallows. Here, I can't help swallowing.

The cotton candy is so beautiful, so soft, it looks like a white cloud, and it looks like a rainbow.

Bai Chichi, who had been walking slowly before, couldn't move at all, and stopped in place, gulping down every time he saw the kid take a bite.

Fu Hei pulled, but didn't pull the little idiot, and stopped to follow her line of sight.

"Brother, can I eat cotton candy?" Bai Chichi turned his head, a pair of black eyes like jade obsidian stared at Fu Bai's fair and delicate face, pointed his little finger to a place not far away, and asked in a soft and waxy voice road.

It just so happened that the kid holding the marshmallow took a bite, and then his face, eyebrows, and hair were stained with white silk threads everywhere. Imagine the appearance of a two-year-old idiot after eating, Fu Hei's little brow Frown.

"No."

Staring at him with expectant eyes, Bai Chichi, his black eyes instantly filled with water vapor, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom... I want to eat cotton candy, I want to eat cotton candy..."

The loud cry came as soon as it was said, and seeing the people looking over one after another, Fu Hei covered her mouth, with a dark face, and said in a calm voice: "If you don't cry, I will buy it for you."

Hearing that he could buy cotton candy for her, Bai Chichi immediately let go of Fu Hei's hand and ran to the small vendor selling cotton candy.

"Cotton candy, cotton candy..." Bai Chichi said joyfully to the small vendor who was holding a bamboo stick and making cotton candy, waving a chubby hand.

Fu Hei rubbed his forehead speechlessly, feeling that he was threatened by the crying of this little idiot just now, so he quickly followed.

"Color, I want color." There are several colors of cotton candy, white, pink, yellow, blue, green, just now she saw that several colors were mixed together to make cotton candy in the color of a five-pointed star. The uncle who was making marshmallows kept babbling.

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