New term, old egg-filled pie cart.

A certain freshman heard that the guy who made egg-filled pancakes in Ximen A was very handsome, and he was ready to move. After class, he went straight to the egg-filled pancake stand.

The little girl plucked up her courage: "May I ask the handsome guy for a contact information?"

Egg filling pancake brother: "No, I don't do takeaway delivery now."

"No... I want your contact information of a handsome guy."

The little girl said so, and the egg-filled biscuit brother also understood, and was about to politely decline, when a figure stood in front of the egg-filled biscuit cart——

"I'm sorry, he has a boyfriend." The cold noodle brother.

"Oh oh oh, sorry to bother you." The little girl blushed and ran away with wind on her feet.

The egg-filled pancake brother was quite proud: "I didn't expect that I would be quite popular."

The cold noodle brother didn't answer the question, as if he didn't want to talk about this topic, but rolled up his sleeves and prepared to pack things with the egg pancake brother.

"Don't think about it, is the person I'm looking for worse?" Seeing the egg-filled pancake boy smirking, the boy who baked cold noodles tapped his fingers on the iron plate, "Hurry up and pack up your things and go home to eat."

"Oh. Good good."

The two packed up their things, and rode onto the main road together on a small cart filled with egg pancakes. The setting sun seemed like the yolk of a raw egg had been broken, and the orange yolk flowed out, dyeing half of the sky red.

Soon, another shop window lit up with warm lights.

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