I can't get enough to feed you

When Pixiu saw his horrified expression, he thought it was a bit funny, and he grinned brightly with his big white teeth. He had an upgraded version of his white face, with curved eyebrows and ruddy mouth, which looked better than a big girl's smile. The one at the front desk The young man blushed.

Pi Xiu thought to himself, to whom is this blushing?

The young man blushed for a moment, and then turned pale. He didn't understand why he blushed to a gay man. He didn't dare to make people think about it. The more he thought about it, the more frightened he was, feeling that he was about to step into an unknown territory.

Ji Xuanyuan pushed open the door of the guest house. The door was made of glass. Before going out, Ji Xuanyuan felt that there were a lot of people at the door. When he went out, Pi Xiu stood shoulder to shoulder with him. There were many breakfast stalls at the door, and it was a lively street. long street.

But the time for him and Pixiu to get up is definitely not early. Nearly nine o'clock, people on the long street don't seem to have to go to work. They are all standing by the breakfast stall, or tucked their hands in front of the guest house. strolling back and forth.

When he opened the door and took two steps, at that moment, thirty or forty eyes came from different places, some were secretive, some were upright, Pixiu and Ji Xuanyuan stood together, feeling the baptism of the rain of eyes, In an instant, the hair is about to explode. As a person transformed into a Pixiu, it is absolutely possible to make the hair stand on end.

With a quick reaction, he stretched out his hand to press down on the hair, and pushed back the black hair that was about to stand up.

"Is this bewitched?" Pixiu followed Ji Xuanyuan cautiously. Ji Xuanyuan didn't seem to notice that countless eyes followed him. He walked, and his eyes followed him.

After sniffing, he stopped at a stall selling egg-filled pancakes, took out a dollar, and bought an egg-filled pancake.

Pixiu looked at the shy big girl who came over and stood beside Ji Xuanyuan and asked for an egg-filled pancake. The girl gave Ji Xuanyuan a good look, but Ji Xuanyuan was unmoved.

Pixiu suddenly realized, and when he took a closer look, nine out of ten of the owners of the eyes were older girls and daughters-in-law. It turned out that they were all here to watch Ji Xuanyuan and him Pixiu.

Pixiu is very proud of this, although the beauty on the outside is superficial, but the taste of being sought after by others makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

He took a breath of the morning air mixed with the smell of egg-filled pancake oil, and said with a smile, "Xuanyuan, buy me an egg pancake too, and I want to add an egg!"

Unmoved, Ji Xuanyuan replied indifferently: "Am I familiar with you? I ask this gentleman to buy it with his own money."

"We are brothers." Pixiu blinked his big eyes watery, and he said to Ji Xuanyuan innocently, "Do you want to settle accounts with brother even for a dollar?"

"That's right, we are brothers." Ji Xuanyuan suddenly realized that he turned his head and looked at Pixiu, "Brothers settle accounts clearly, and asking for money is not a life-threatening sentence. Are you familiar with these words?"

Pixiu opened his mouth and closed it. Of course, these words are familiar. These words are what he said to his brothers. He said this to every brother who came to him to borrow money.

Pixiu endured the heartache, and couldn't get breakfast, which made him very sad. He tremblingly took out a one-yuan coin, and handed it to the breakfast stall owner tremblingly like an old man with Parkinson's syndrome: "One Egg pancakes."

The boss is an old lady, and she kindly asked, "Do you want to add an egg?"

"How much is an egg?" Pixiu asked.

"Fifty cents." The proprietress replied, her hand was already touching the egg, she smiled kindly and said, "Come on, let's add one!"

Pixiu immediately replied: "There is no money!"

The aunt's hand retracted in an instant, looking at the gay man, he was good-looking and cute, which made all the old ladies like her.

But there is no money, and cuteness can't be used as money, so the aunt ruthlessly ignored the young man's winking at her.

Ji Xuanyuan finally took out another one-yuan coin and handed it over, saying: "Add an egg, don't need to look for it, he will also add one."

The auntie took the coin with a smile, and asked curiously, "Hey, is this your brother?"

The older girl next to her also shyly borrowed her words and said in a low voice coyly: "You and your brother are both handsome."

Ji Xuanyuan nodded and smiled at the old lady. The old lady's age seems to be the age for him to be a mother for his appearance. The older girl is different, she is at the age of spring and wants to get married. Ji Xuanyuan took a posture of ignoring the older girl .

No matter how handsome he is, most girls are still shy and reserved. Seeing him coldly rejecting others thousands of miles away, they are so sad that they will not take the initiative to talk to him anymore.

Pixiu was overjoyed and slapped Ji Xuanyuan's back with a smile all over his face. Pixiu's greatest hobby was gold and silver money, and his derived vices were taking advantage of others and taking advantage of Ji Xuanyuan's fifty cents. Xio was also very happy, and his big white teeth were shining when he smiled at the aunt: "Yes, yes, this is my brother. Among my brothers, I like him the most!"

The old lady is really rare for this pair of brothers. If you look carefully, they look alike. One is handsome and the other is more delicate. The old lady said: "You are from the city, we have never seen such a handsome man in our town. My big guy, what do you eat to look good, why are you so handsome!"

The corners of Ji Xuanyuan's mouth curled up, and he laughed, thinking that the variety of things he had eaten was indescribable. He had eaten bread, rice, Western food, Chinese food, pudding, ice cream, osmanthus cake, green balls, and birds and beasts—raw, raw and bloody. Eat, even ate a piece of Meng Ruoshui, if Meng Ruoshui was counted as a human being, then he even ate a human being alive.

"I grew up eating." Ji Xuanyuan smiled, and recalled the things he had eaten playfully. He even swallowed the resentment of killing the battle in ten directions. He had no doubt that there was nothing in the world that he could not eat.

Pixiu stared at the egg-filled biscuits, and the aunt replied: "The food you eat in the city is exquisite, and only the rich in the city can raise such a handsome boy. If my boy can grow up in a small city, Maybe he can be so handsome."

Pixiu said: "Mother, put more mustard and sauce, your son looks like you, right?"

The old lady's weather-beaten square face, with a wide mouth and big mouth, looked bigger than ordinary people, and the old lady smiled like a flower: "Like me, not like his father, my daughter is like my father, Boys are like mothers, my son is promising, now he is studying in the city, and when the time comes, he will find a beautiful city girl like you."

After the aunt finished speaking, she felt that something was wrong. There was a problem with what she said. After thinking about it twice, she thought that this guy was too beautiful, even more beautiful than the older girl, so she said the wrong thing.