"There's a pastry shop in front, I'll go in and have a look, and you'll wait for me outside."

After Yan Xiaomo finished speaking, she spread her feet and ran towards the store, and as soon as she entered the door, she smelled the fragrance of pastries, the most fragrant of which was osmanthus cake.

The scent of osmanthus fills the entire pastry shop.

This ancient pastry shop is the equivalent of a modern cake shop, but there were no cakes or cream in ancient times.

"Take a look inside the guest officer, there is freshly baked osmanthus cake in this small shop, the guest officer can taste it, it is not sweet and does not cost money."

The store is very warm to entertain Yan Xiaomo.

"It's not sweet, you don't want money, do you?" Yan Xiaomo asked with a smile, but this smile made the store feel a little creepy.

"yes, it's not sweet, it's not money."

The shopkeeper was stunned, but still replied to Yan Xiaomo with a smile.

"Then bring me some sweet-tasting pastry."

Yan Xiaomo smiled playfully.

"Guest, what's ...... How can there be such a ...... as you?"

The store's face has changed, and it is the first time that I have encountered such a strange customer after opening a pastry shop for so long, and I don't know how to deal with it for a while.

Pastries are originally sweet, and these days pastries are not sweet, who still buys pastries to eat.

"Just kidding, bring me a osmanthus cake!"

Yan Xiaomo said with a smile, she was just teasing the store, so she didn't want to find fault.

"Okay."

Knowing that the girl in front of her was joking, the store's face returned to normal, and then hurriedly wrapped osmanthus cake for Yan Xiaomo.

"Boss, bring me an osmanthus cake too."

Suddenly, there was another voice in the store.

When Yan Xiaomo heard this voice, her body stiffened suddenly, and she swallowed her saliva raw, it wouldn't be such a coincidence.

Han Xin is actually in this kind of place, it's over, what should she do?

If there is a hole around her to hide, Yan Xiaomo really wants to hide it.

"Girl, your pastry is ready, Childe, your pastry is also ready."

The boss packed the two points of osmanthus cake to Yan Xiaomo and Han Xin respectively.

"Here, don't look for it."

Yan Xiaomo carried the osmanthus cake and wanted to leave pretending not to see anything, but she didn't expect her wrist to be pulled in an instant.

The scene was a bit awkward, but sooner or later it was something to face.

"Ah, okay, what a coincidence, isn't this Han Gongzi?"

Yan Xiaomo squeezed out an embarrassed smile on her face, that smile was really embarrassing.

The corners of Han Xin's mouth twitched, and he snorted, "I can't imagine that you can still remember me, Yan Xiaomo, you are really a liar." ”

Yan Xiaomo's face was blinded, her wrist was tightly restrained by Han Xin, and she couldn't break free at all with the strength.

"Master Han, when did I lie to you, and is it too rude for you to hold my hand?"

Yan Xiaomo pretended to be calm, but in fact, her heart was already calm, she wanted to cry.

"Han Gongzi? Xiaomo, you forgot it quickly! ”

Han Xin said coldly, his tone a little careless.

"Please explain it to Mr. Han."

An ominous premonition flashed in Yan Xiaomo's heart, why did Han Xin suddenly hand these words?

It's so wrong.

"It seems that it's time to remind you of the past, it's not that time has passed so long, Xiaomo has forgotten."

As Han Xin spoke, he hugged Yan Xiaomo and scattered all the pastries in his hand on the ground.

"My Pastry ......"

Yan Xiaomo looked at the pastries on the ground crying, these pastries were all bought with money, and now they all fell on the ground, can she not feel distressed?