novelraw Chapter 282： My mouth is full of food
Chapter 282： My mouth is full of food
Chapter 282 It’s almost a mouthful
Sang Zhi saw that the two of them were eating delicious food. He opened his mouth and took a bite. A faint fragrance surrounded the tip of his nose. The taste was soft, glutinous and slightly sweet. It was really delicious.
“Not bad.”
“Yes.” Sang Zhi nodded.
Much more delicious than the pastries in the palace.
“Where did you buy this pastry?” Qian Zhuye likes to eat the pastries brought by Ye Qianning. There are new ones every day, and the taste is also outstanding.
“Thinking about the clouds.”
“When Xiu Mu goes back, I’ll go to Nianyunjian and buy some. It’s so delicious.”
Ye Qianning just chuckled and ate the cakes in small bites, occasionally giving a piece to Sang Zhi's mouth.
Qian Zhuye is a greedy person and wants a piece from time to time.
Not long after, the students in the room began to go back one after another, and the sun also set over the mountain.
Ye Qianning fell asleep, yawned and opened her eyes. The little old-fashioned boy was still writing seriously, with neat fonts on the rice paper placed next to him.
She stared at the villain, the setting sun reflected on his cheeks, his fair cheeks were slightly red, and the already good-looking man looked a bit like an immortal at this moment.
Surrounded by blessings, it is a pleasure to look at.
"It's already so late." Qian Zhuye also took a nap, got up and stretched his arms lazily.
Ye Qianning frowned slightly, which made the scenery look bad.
"We're all hungry. Let's go and eat." Qian Zhuye said.
Ye Qianning lay still and said, "You are still hungry after eating so many cakes."
“Then where are you? After all, you are not willing to give me a few dollars.” Qian Zhuye likes to practice martial arts. He is tall and his appetite is naturally larger than that of his peers.
Ye Qianning rolled her eyes, slowly straightened up her fat body, and stretched her body. She found that Sang Qi was still there.
Hand holding the brush in his hand, he is still writing something. No wonder the little old-fashioned man still doesn’t move. Sang Qi is really good at writing.
Seeing that Sang Zhi was serious and not wanting to disturb him, Ye Qianning turned to look out the window and said, "Luo Wen's cakes." Luo Wen's figure fell outside the window and walked in with the cakes in his hands: "The ones Luo Xuan just brought up the mountain are still warm."
Ye Qianning placed it on the table and opened the package. The aroma immediately overflowed, and the taste was simply tantalizing.
Sang Zhi’s nose was surrounded by the aroma, and he couldn’t help but stop writing.
"How good are your guards?" Qian Zhuye's eyes widened.
"I only have this little preference, and they all understand it." Ye Qianning first picked up a piece and handed it to Sang Zhi.
Sang Zhi did not shirk this time and put down the brush and took it. He had eaten many cakes in the palace, but none of them could compare with what she gave him.
Ye Qianning stuffed a piece of it into his mouth, not forgetting to give it to Qian Zhuye.
Qian Zhuye has been getting delicious cakes every day since he followed Ye Qianning, and his taste has almost changed.
“Have you finished writing?” Ye Qianning asked while eating.
Sang Zhi chewed his food carefully and said after finishing his meal: "There is still some left."
“Then hurry up and write while eating.”
“I won’t eat it.” Sang Zhi glanced at the pastries as he spoke, pursed his lips slightly and said, “Eat after you finish writing.”
“It says it’s the same thing for eating,” Ye Qianning handed it to him.
Sang Zhi hesitated but shook his head, picked up the pen and started writing.
Ye Qianning felt that being old-fashioned was too restrictive, and children should be unrestrained. He had too many things on his mind. After thinking about it, she put the pastry to his mouth with her little hand: "You write, and I will feed you."
Sang Zhi raised his head, and Ye Qianning looked up innocently, full of expectation.
He couldn't bear to refuse.
“We don’t have anyone else here, so you can rest assured that we won’t tell anyone about it.” Ye Qianning said with a smile.
Sang Zhi opened his mouth and took a bite, lowered his head and started writing again.
(End of this chapter)