A morning filled with birds chirping.
Li Na crossed her arms and frowned: "Don't come over, just stand there!"
Zhang Meng held the buns in his hands and lowered his eyebrows, saying, "Nazi, I brought Liang Xiaosheng's buns from Qianjieer." He took a step forward.
Li Na swallowed her saliva thinking she was hiding something: "Who cares?"
Zhang Meng continued to lower his eyebrows and eyes: "Xiaojun is queuing up to buy old Zhang's pumpkin porridge." He took a big step forward.
Li Na licked her lips and swallowed: "You know you're wrong? I'm telling you, this time, just do it like this and observe first. If you do it, I'll beat you to death!" She lowered her arms and coldly took the bun over, took a sip, and most of it was gone.
A slutty, retired special soldier x a white-collar foodie who loves fried hair
Shuangchu, Beijing flavor, north.