Xicheng style did not expect that it would turn into such a situation.

He looked at the steaming donut in his hand, then turned his head and looked at the White Mist God Son who was standing sideways.

At this time, the other party was holding butter paper and savoring it bit by bit.

Her white and cute cheeks swayed. Although her face was expressionless, the Xicheng style could still feel the happiness of the other person chewing mouthfuls.

call--

Xicheng Style couldn't help but raise her head.

There was light snow floating in the sky.

But as Xicheng style and others walked out, the snow gradually became heavier.

Even a message prompted by the Xicheng-style mobile phone that "due to the heavy snow, the tram is temporarily unopened to traffic."

Therefore, there were no people in the station and the entire station was empty.

It seems that in the end, I have to take a taxi to Wenjing District.

After that, I will find a restaurant to have a meal, and I haven't eaten for a long time.

The Xicheng style is determined in my heart.

"Don't you eat it? West City?"

The cold voice of the God Son of Baiwu sounded.

This made Xicheng Style turn its head

The white mist godson stared at the Xicheng style with big black eyes.

Her little face was red from the cold, and she breathed white air from time to time from Sakura Pink’s lips.

"No, I'll eat."

Xicheng style took a bite of the hot donut.

This time it was the son of Baiwu to treat him. If he didn’t eat, he wouldn’t eat it.

And if you can get the donuts that the other party praises so much, Xicheng Style is also very curious about what it tastes like.

After biting it, the sweetness spreads in your mouth.

"How does it feel?"

The God of White Mist blinked and asked anxiously.

“It’s not bad yet.”

Xicheng style gave a more pertinent answer.

This donut is delicious, but if you have to say it, it is the ordinary "delicious".

Apart from this, there is no special taste that the White Mizu Godzi said.

"Is that true?" Bai Wu Godzi had no expression.

To be precise, she has never had any expression.

He had a expressionless face and a cold voice.

Although the face was very beautiful, it drove away countless people who wanted to make friends with the White Mist Godson because of its cold expression.

The nickname of Ice Sculpture Beauty is not just a simple praise for her beauty, but also has a certain meaning of campus soft bullying in a sense.

"Xicheng, have you got the answer you want from my aunt?"

The son of Baiwu turned his head and turned his eyes to the donut that had eaten half of it.

The long black hair swayed slightly.

"Well. I've already figured out everything I want to know."

Xicheng style simple answer.

"Including things about my memory problems?"

The son of Baiwu asked back.

"Absolutely." Xicheng-style answer.

I really don’t know whether this little girl is stupid or heartless. Xichengshi has tried her best to avoid not mentioning this issue, but she still insists on asking.

"Is that..."

The son of the White Mist nodded thoughtfully.

"It's almost time. Bai Wu, it's time for you to go back. I still have my things to do."

"Please wait." The god of Baiwu called out to Xichengshi and said seriously: "The tram will come."

"There has been prompted to park the entire line on your phone."

Xicheng style frowning.

"I'll really come."

The God Son of Baiwu emphasized again.

Looking at the cute and pretty face of the White Fog Godzi, Xicheng style thought about it—

Then he walked towards the exit of the station with a big stride.

But he was already hugged by the God of White Mist before he could take two steps.

"Wait! Why don't you believe me? The tram really comes! You believe me!"

Her face turned red, and she felt that the Xicheng style did not play according to the routine at all.

You should know that in some of what she saw, the cute and beautiful heroine weakly tried to keep her, and the hero would never refuse!

Why do you want to go further when you get to the West City Style?

He obviously looks very beautiful!

"If you have any problems, just say it, don't beat around the bush, Bai Wu."

Xichengshi ignored the idea of ​​the Godzi of Baiwu and just said simply.

“...Um..."

Bai Wu Shenzi listened to the cold voice of Xicheng style, and couldn't help but look at him more. He found that the other party was planning to walk away again and couldn't help but speak out:

"Wait! Something is happening! Stay with me for ten minutes! Just ten minutes! Xicheng!"

After finally pulling the Xicheng style back, the White Mist Godzi looked out of breath.

"Speak something about it if you have something to do."

Xicheng Style didn't have time to play the game "Guess what I'm thinking" with the White Fog Godzi.

Listening to this, the son of Bai Wu gritted his teeth in his heart.

Why is the principle of pitying the fragrance and savoring jade not universal in Xicheng style?

But in order to prevent Xicheng Style from leaving again, Bai Wu Shenzi hurriedly bowed and said solemnly:

"... Actually, I want to ask you in West City."

"Please ask me something?"

The solemn expression of the Godzi of Baiwu stopped Xicheng. He raised his eyebrows and gave the vaccination first:

"I'll say for sure, if it's a dangerous thing, please forgive me and refuse now."

This little girl bowed and spoke seriously...it was definitely not an easy request.

If there is a request to "Investigate the truth about the demise of the Baiwu family".

Then wouldn’t the West City style beg for death now and then?

After all, that is a family that can create immortal curse. Even that kind of family has perished. How powerful is there to drive behind it?

"Why?"

Listening to the Xicheng-style words, Bai Wu Shenzi was stunned. She couldn't help but mutter to herself:

“Is it dangerous to bring me a donut every morning?”

Well--

The words of the Godzi of Baiwu made Xichengshi somewhat unresponsive.

no...?

Just for one donut per day? You bow and ask?

Nishige style is really getting less and less able to understand the thinking of these little girls in Japan.

Is every little girl who thinks so freely like the God of White Mist?

"...That's not an ordinary donut!"
To be continued...