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It was already night when I came out of the hospital, which happened to be the peak meal time.

The peak period means that there are too many people, and when there are too many people, all kinds of unexpected situations will appear.

For example, if a celebrity who is said to be very well-known is waiting in front of the snack bar without any disguise, he may be recognized by passing fans.

In order to avoid such a situation, Ye Lin pulled Song Ci to a remote corner and confessed, "You wait here first, and I'll help you buy food."

Song Ci tugged at his arm anxiously, "Rin Rin qaq"

It is said that there is an imprinting effect in psychology. An animal that has just emerged from its shell will instinctively follow behind the moving object it sees for the first time.

"Be obedient, just wait for 5 minutes." Ye Lin tried to shake off the hand that was entangled like an octopus.

Song Ci: qaq

Ye Lin raised his face in displeasure, and threatened: "Let go, or I will beat you."

It is said that he has a special temperament of a bad boy, so his sister who draws erotic manga as a sub-job likes to use him as a prototype reference.

For example, the best-selling "Sister Tentacle's Dark Bible", "The bad leader who always robbed me on the way home actually tempted me with his body", "Delicious!The boy who spent fifty cents out of the vending machine and I played a game that made people blush and heartbeat in the room"...

Song Ci seemed shocked by his awe-inspiring demeanor, and withdrew his hand timidly, with a pitiful tone, "Rin Lin, you have to come back quickly, don't abandon me."

"Ah."

There is a stall selling soup dumplings not far in front, which is set up in the open air. The cage in front of the boss is placed high, and the hot aroma wafts out from the opened gap from time to time.

The skin of this soup dumpling is quite thin, and the size is medium. He bought a small cage of meat fillings and a small cage of vegetarian fillings, a total of twelve. Even if he is really hungry, eating all of them is enough to fill his stomach.

He was still a little worried about what would happen to Song Ci, but when he reached the corner, he was a little surprised that Song Ci stayed where he was, without moving a step, squatting on the ground to tease the dog.

He looked very attentive and friendly, keeping his eyes on the same parallel line as possible with the dog's line of sight as much as possible, stretched out his slender fingers, and tentatively wanted to touch the dog's back.

If he took out his mobile phone at this time and took a picture of this scene and posted it on Weibo, it is foreseeable that a large number of fans will be turned into cuteness, and then shout "Let go of that dog, everything comes to me!" and other zombies reply.

However, instead of being affected by the celebrity effect, the lucky dog ​​had a disgusted face and arrogantly avoided the touch of the national male god.

Song Ci squatted on the spot with a face full of disappointment, still maintaining the movement of extending his hand, feeling a pitiful feeling of being abandoned.

Probably smelling the smell of soup dumplings, the dog wagged its tail and galloped towards him, sticking out its tongue to breathe "hachihachi", and rubbing against his trousers in a flattering manner.

Ye Lin: →＿→

Dog: "Ha Chi Ha Chi..."

"Rinlin..." Song Ci stood up, staring pitifully at him... the soup bag in his hand.

The dog probably thought that Song Ci was going to compete with him for food, and the potential danger of animals caught a cold. He turned his head and barked at Song Ci a few times, and then wagged his tail to show his affection.

His right foot was held tightly by the dog's leg, making it difficult to move an inch. Ye Lin's temples twitched, and he casually threw a meat bun out.

Meat buns beat dogs, never return.

Song Ci watched a delicious meat bun being disposed of in an instant, and touched his stomach aggrievedly, "I'm so hungry."

Ye Lin quickly passed the things over.

Song Ci happily held the bag, and carefully ate it in his hand.

The way he eats is very delicate, if you have to use an inappropriate metaphor to describe it, it's like a girl who is dating a male god who has been in love for a long time for the first time, desperately resisting the urge to swallow saliva, taking small bites , trying not to make any chewing sounds, and the corners of his mouth were not stained with any oil.

Could this be...the so-called occupational disease?

Ye Lin just watched him eat in a daze. When he was halfway through eating, Song Ci suddenly stopped consciously, wiped the corner of his mouth with the tissue that came with the bag, and murmured: "320 calories... Well, I can't eat any more."

=口=I can't even remember my occupation clearly, but I can control the total amount of calories eaten so accurately, I'm kneeling!

And what the hell is it if you don’t eat more than 300 calories? If he remembers correctly, a person needs more than 1500 calories a day even if he is sitting still. You waste food, give me your hard work Apologize to the farmer uncle who is farming and plowing the land, and apologize to the stall owner who has worked so hard to make such delicious soup dumplings. The husky over there wagging its tail and trying to be cute is more appreciative of food than you!