âWhy is drinking soy milk at night good for the body? Donât books say itâs best not to eat anything after 8 p.m.?â Gu Muxi asked, puzzled.
âBecause after exercising, the body needs to replenish protein, which is perfect for people who exercise at night, like⦠for example, night running,â Yi Feng explained with a mischievous smile.
Gu Muxi showed a sudden realization, âOh~~~ I see, you live and learn.â
âBut I donât exercise at night! Hmph!â
Yi Feng held her hand, solemnly saying, âYou will, you will, itâs our future happiness!â
âHuh? What?â Gu Muxi was bewildered, her face innocent.
âYouâll understand later. Letâs go buy some food first; Iâm hungry!â Yi Feng quickly changed the subject, fearing if she caught on, heâd suffer a pinch to the soft flesh of his waist.
Hand in hand, they went to the food street, close and intimate.
The food street operates as a night market in the evening and doesnât waste the daytime either, serving as a morning market.
Truly a case of one store paying two rents, landlords are making a fortune.
Yi Feng bought her the long fried dough sticks and extra-thick soy milk she wanted, and she munched on them as they continued to wander.
âWow! So delicious!â
Gu Muxi ate with her cheeks bulging, her words muffled.
âLittle Xixi, eat smaller bites, no oneâs competing with you, Iâm afraid youâll choke,â Yi Feng said, shaking his head and smiling.
âDonât worry, I wonât choke, I still have soy milk!â Gu Muxi boasted excitedly.
After finishing a bite, she picked up another dough stick to continue.
Other girls ate fried dough sticks delicately, nibbling bit by bit, but she just stuffed them into her mouth.
Yi Feng watched her stuff the large dough stick into her mouth, her mouth opening wide!
He couldnât help but swallow, ah, the future happiness is settled.
âWow~â Gu Muxi bit down hard.
For some reason, Yi Feng felt a chill down his spineâ¦
How could he have a feeling of empathy?
Itâs incomprehensible, truly incomprehensible.
âHey, hey, Stinky Feng, look, thereâs a chicken over there, its feathers are so cute!â Gu Muxi suddenly exclaimed with delight.
They saw a stall selling chicken rice flour next to a cage with four chickens inside, one of which had mostly white feathers with black and brown spots, giving it a bit of aesthetic appeal.
Gu Muxi was thrilled and quickly ran over to crouch in front of the cage to admire it closely.
The four chickens were startled by her and shrank back.
âDonât be afraid, donât be afraid, little chicken, come here and let me pat your head,â Gu Muxi cooed at the white-feathered chicken like soothing a child.
Yi Feng, crouching beside her, couldnât help but nod in approval, âThis chicken does look quite distinctive.â
âRight, right, I told you itâs cute, didnât I? Look at its feathers, how beautiful, how pretty!â Gu Muxi couldnât stop praising.
âLittle Xixi, usually when we describe a chicken as beautiful and pretty, thereâs an idiom for it, do you know what it is?â Yi Feng asked seriously.
âAh? What idiom?â Gu Muxi was taken aback.
âItâs⦠âchicken you so beautiful!'â
âWhat? âChicken you so beautifulâ? Is that really an idiom? Iâve never heard of it, Stinky Feng, are you making it up?â
âHehe, the new century demands new idioms, understand?â
âWell, your idiom fits the situation, âchicken you so beautiful.'â
âHm~ â Hm~! â Hm~ âââ
âHuh? Why are you humming now? This excited?â
âCough cough, seeing this chicken just made me unable to help myself, Iâm just happy.â
Gu Muxi laughed too, saying, âHey, what a coincidence, me too.â
Yi Feng was touched seeing her fondness for the chicken, ah, girls just canât resist cute animals.
No matter, he could buy it for her to keep as a pet, as long as she liked it.
âLittle Xixi, since this chicken is so cute, why donât weâ¦â
He was interrupted by Gu Muxi before he could finish.
âWhy donât we eat it? How about we stew it into chicken soup?â
âItâs so cute; its meat must be delicious!â Saying this, Gu Muxi licked her lips.
Yi Feng: â(ï¿£ã§ï¿£;)â¦â¦â
Alright, Gu Muxi really isnât your average girlâ¦
âBoss, please prepare this chicken for us, I want to eat chicken rice flour!â Gu Muxi stood up and called out.
Half an hour later, Yi Feng and Gu Muxi sat in the shop, eating the chicken rice flour.
âGu Muxi, I have to say, the chicken you picked is indeed a good chicken, really delicious!â
âOf course~â Gu Muxi smiled proudly.
Suddenly, she saw there was still a piece of chicken leg in Yi Fengâs bowl and immediately drooled.
âStinky Feng Fengâ¦â She tugged at Yi Fengâs sleeve, cooing.
âUh, what?â
âGive me, let me eat your chicken?â
âPfft!!â
Yi Feng, who had just taken a bite, spat it all out, covering the table.
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