Qiao Sirui curled the corners of his lips. Before Chu Ci could droop her face and look like she was about to throw a tantrum, there was a sound of plastic bags rubbing against each other. The man took out something from behind him and while Chu Ci was looking over curiously, he stuffed it into Chu Ci's mouth.
Suddenly, a sweet taste spread in his mouth, followed by the smell of fried food mixed with a strong milky aroma. Chu Ci's eyes lit up instantly, and his mood changed very quickly.
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He didn't care what was in his mouth, and immediately puffed out his cheeks like a little hamster and started chewing.
This should be some kind of fried pasta, coated with a layer of icing sugar. It is sweet but not greasy. In addition to the aroma of milk, there is also a faint indescribable scent, like the smell of vanilla. It has a crispy shell on the outside and is very soft inside. There is no other filling, but it does not look monotonous at all. Just chewing it, the aroma is overflowing.
Seeing that the hair on Chu Ci's head was about to stand up because of what he ate, Qiao Sirui's smile became even more intense, with a hint of pride at the corners of his lips. He leaned against the pillar and raised his hand to stop Chu Ci from looking behind him with her little head.
It seems that it was the right thing to do. The little girl instantly forgot all the unpleasantness that had just happened.
"You like sweet food, right?" His voice was slow and leisurely, with a tone of "you see, you are still my senior, I know you well", a little bit of arrogance, a bit like the arrogant young master tone of the capital, and sounded as if he deserved a beating, but at the moment Chu Ci's focus was obviously not on these things.
A pair of big round eyes kept glancing behind him, and the little head nodded. Even when his hand pressed her forehead, she was still restless, and her little body arched up and down. The force made Qiao Sirui unable to control it.
Without teasing her any more, Qiao Sirui took out a wet tissue from his pocket and handed it to Chu Ci, "Wipe your hands clean first, then I'll give it to you."
Seeing the little girl wiped her hands obediently, put the used wet wipes aside and looked over, Qiao Sirui curled the corners of his lips, then took out the small paper bag in the plastic bag hidden behind him and handed it to her.
The small oil paper bag had just been opened by this person, revealing the round, golden fried dumplings covered with a layer of icing sugar in front of Chu Ci.
"This is?"
Chu Ci raised her hand, took out one and put it in her mouth. Her eyes narrowed suddenly, and she curled the corners of her lips as she looked at the small package curiously.
In fact, there were not many, less than ten, which filled the small oil paper bag tightly. Some oil seeped out of the oil paper bag, which was the sweet taste after frying. Chu Ci swallowed the one in her mouth and took another one and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Butter fried cake," Qiao Sirui said. "It's a unique snack here. You lived in the south before, so it's understandable that you haven't seen it much."
“This is delicious.”
Seeing the little girl's eyes sparkling as she ate, Qiao Sirui chuckled again, raised his hand to ruffle Chu Ci's hair, and asked her, "Am I still the one exploiting the labor force now?"
The little girl swallowed the butter fried cake in her mouth, her attitude very sincere and serious, her big eyes sparkling, and then she nodded with a smile, "Yes."
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