The whole world wants to attack me

Chapter 185 The Abused Princess (36)

The child's unusual behavior made Fusang feel strange, and she raised her eyes to look at the street.

The crowd was bustling, and at first glance, there was nothing special about it.

Seeing that Fusang was not moving, the child pulled her even harder: "Let's go, sister!"

"Whose child are you!"

The shopkeeper of the restaurant strode out. He grabbed the child by the back of the neck and lifted his feet off the ground. His tone was very severe: "Don't you see that this is a place where you can play around? Hurry up and go home Go, if you affect my business again, I will beat your ass!"

When the shopkeeper said this, he raised his hand and slapped the child on the buttocks.

He originally just wanted to scare the child, so he didn't use too much force. The child twisted his hands and feet a few times before breaking free from the shopkeeper's hand.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he ran away without looking back.

The shopkeeper patted the dust on his hands, smiled and complained: "Steel boy."

Fusang didn't take this incident seriously.

There is an endless stream of people entering and leaving the wine shop, Fusang and others are bored.

The sky gradually darkened, but the crowd showed no sign of decreasing. Thousands of lights on the long street were lit up at the same time, and it was actually more lively than at dusk.

Sniffing the aroma of various snacks wafting in the air, Fuso's stomach began to growl.

Touching his flat stomach, Fusang wondered if those people inside had already eaten it, right?
Leave her outside alone to starve and freeze!

unacceptable!

"What are you thinking about?"

Suddenly there was a voice behind him, and Fusang just smelled the greasy aroma of the freshly baked oil cake: "I want to eat oil cake."

After subconsciously replying, she realized something was wrong, and when she looked back, it was indeed Xiao Chen.

He stood silently behind her, against the light, unable to see the expression on his face clearly.

Fuso quickly stood up straight.

Xiaochen didn't say anything, and walked straight past Fusang towards the long street. He walked leisurely, as if he was not in a hurry to return to the palace.

Fusang didn't ask any further questions, just followed along.

Until he stopped in front of the oil cake stall, Fusang looked up at Xiao Chen in doubt, and he squinted at her: "Didn't you want to eat oil cake?"

An uncontrollable smile bloomed from the corners of his lips to his eyebrows, and Fusang took the oil cake wrapped in oil paper in surprise and joy.

"Thank you, Mr. Huang!"

She couldn't wait to take a bite, the mouth was soft and soft, the sweet taste spread in her mouth, and her lips and teeth were sweet and greasy.

Sure enough, high-fat and high-sugar foods with explosive calories are the most healing.

The charming and innocent look fell into Xiao Chen's eyes, and she just felt happy no matter how she looked at it.

He raised his hand and knocked lightly on the top of her head: "You dare to change my last name?"

He said so, but the brows were full of tenderness that he himself hadn't noticed.

Fuso smiled honestly.

Dog things, it's rare that you don't have a dog.

Half an hour later, Fusang followed Xiaochen from the street to the end of the street, making pancakes in his left hand, water chestnut cake in his right hand, and a very small and exquisite rouge button hanging around his neck.

Fusang swallowed the horseshoe cake in his mouth, and just put the sesame seed cake in his mouth, before he could bite it down, a crowd of people suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Xiaochen rushed in the middle of the road without any defense, and was staggered by the crowd.

He reflexively reached out to fish out to his side, but found nothing.

When he stood up with difficulty and turned his head again, Fusang's petite figure had been submerged by the crowd, and he couldn't even see a corner of his clothes.

At that moment, both ears buzzed, and the heart seemed to stop beating.

"An Luan!"

Shouts of fear and terror resounded through the long street.

Fusang was completely forced to squeeze forward. When she heard Xiaochen's heart-rending cry of pain, she turned around, only to see a vast sea of ​​people.

Suddenly, a small soft object slipped into the palm, Fusang looked down.

The child held her hand, his dark eyes wide open.

Seeing Fusang looking at him, he grinned with a sweet and cute smile: "Sister."

(End of this chapter)