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Chapter 544: A Warm Moment (3)

The glutinous rice is wrapped with a small meat ball and delicious broth.

Looking at the brain marrow bulb, it is only the size of two thumbs.

Layered, it seems like a shrinking thousand-layer cake.

After picking it up and biting it, it has a crispy texture in the sweet and glutinous taste, and Ling Mufeng couldn't help but be stunned.[

"What is this? It's not really a brain, right?"

Ling Mufeng looked like a pig brother, frowned and looked at Ye Zhiqiu.

"Of course not!"

Ye Zhiqiu smiled: "What you eat is a bit crispy is made of glutinous rice. As for the slippery part, it is crushed by the pig's fat and then accompanied by sugar."

"Wow, it's still something with high calories and high fat!" Ling Mufeng smacked his tongue.

"Anyway, it's just a small piece and I don't eat it often, so what's the matter?"

Ye Zhiqiu picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of brain marrow ball, and put it in his mouth to chew it.

Seeing that Ye Zhiqiu was eating very sweetly, Ling Mufeng picked up a piece to taste it.

When the sweet oil melts on the tip of the tongue with the fragrance of glutinous rice, it seems that I smell the blessed smell.

I had enough food and it was just past eight o'clock.

Ye Zhiqiu has no classes tomorrow morning, so he can go back later.

So Ling Mufeng ordered the driver to park the car on the side of the road, and the two of them took a walk by the nearby river to digest food.

It is worthy of being in the south, with water, rivers and lakes everywhere, and the north wind is not as harsh as the rising city.

In January, there are still many people going out for a walk.

The two left a lot in silence. Ling Mufeng turned his head and looked at Ye Zhiqiu next to him.

She was wearing a thick down jacket and a woolen hat.

The hot air exhaled from the corners of the mouth condensed into white fog in the air, which was very cute.

It was very difficult to take his eyes away from her rosy lips, and Ling Mufeng just said, "I really hope Aunt Qi can recover soon."

"Who said no!" Ye Zhiqiu sighed, "Aunt Qi and Uncle Qi are good people. If they hadn't helped me with my mother's funeral, I would have been alone..."[

Ling Mufeng also said: "I can see if I can contact someone."

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