The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Xia Ling walked into this world and smelled the rich aroma of food.

The smell of freshly cooked steamed buns with the aroma of wheat fermentation assailed her nostrils.

She was originally hungry, but now that she smelled the aroma, her stomach growled loudly.

There was a laugh beside her.

Xia Ling opened her eyes. She was lying in the arms of a youth.

The youth's complexion was like the dawn of spring. At first glance, he was stunning.

His exquisite face was even more beautiful than a woman's. His slightly raised eyes were gentle and delicate, and his long eyelashes were as distinct as the feathers of a crow.

From Xia Ling's point of view, the lines of the young man's Chin were simple and distinct. Even if she looked at him from the bottom up, there was still not the slightest flaw.

His body was enveloped by a faintly discernible fragrance. It was like a luxurious musk, but it also carried the sweetness of the vegetation.

A head of soft and shiny black long hair was draped over the young man's back. His jade-colored robe was slightly open, revealing his fair and delicate chest.

"Sister, are you hungry? "

He reached out to stroke Xia Ling's long hair, and the young man planted a light kiss on Xia Ling's forehead.

The kiss was like a feather, parting the moment it touched her forehead.

There was still a slight chill on her forehead. Xia Ling reached out to stroke her forehead, but the young man grabbed her hand and wrapped it in his palm.

"then let's go eat something. "

Xia Ling was carried horizontally.

Her body was suspended in the air, and she was held in his arms, pressed against his chest, her heart thumping inside.

Her bare hands could only hold onto the young man's jade-colored robe to maintain balance.

The young man's shoulders were a little thin, but he carried Xia Ling with great strength.

Xia Ling could hear the clanking of her feet, and she could feel a thin, cold thing. As the teenager walked, it dragged a long line of weight on her ankle.

The silver chains were thin and long, extending from the pillars of the palace and Shackling Xia Ling's ankle.

*

They were taken from one palace to another.

A desk was placed in front of Xia Ling, and there was a lot of exquisite food on the desk.

Each one was as much as a chopstick, but it could not withstand the quantity.

"sister, which one do you like to eat? Why don't you try this? ''

The youth helped Xia Ling lay out the dishes.

Following the original owner's preference for sweet food, the dishes he carefully picked up were all the original owner's favorites.

The jade-colored outer robe slipped down from his sleeve, and he could only roll up his sleeves, revealing his slender hands. The youth was holding onto the jade ruo cloth dish, and his expression was as gentle as an ink painting.

Xia Ling: "Don't worry about me, I'll do it myself. "

She picked up the Jade Ruo from the side.

The plum blossom cake in front of her was a little white. It was stained with red dots, just like a blooming plum blossom.

She took a SIP. It was sweet with a hint of bitterness. Indeed, this was the taste of the plum blossom. However, it melted in her mouth, and the cake steamed out was delicate and sweet.

The Lotus Leaf cake was pressed into the shape of a lotus leaf. It was only the size of a small bowl and a plate. The thin piece was covered with lines, and it tasted like the faint fragrance of the Lotus leaf.

*

Seeing her eat, the young man put down Yu Ruo and looked at her from the side.

With that focused look, Xia Ling could feel the burning in his eyes.

The young man's eyes were so gentle that they couldn't melt.

He looked at her as if he was looking at some delicious food.

It was so... The White Mouse, Xia Ling, endured the layers of goosebumps on her arms.

After calmly eating this meal, the plot and memories in Xia Ling's mind were received and organized while she was reading.