Sensing something strange, Lu Anru first thought of Gao Ying, who had tricked her. I wonder if this Snow White is like Gao Ying, sensitive, strong on the outside but strong on the inside
Normally, Gao Ying always maintains the demeanor of a junior fighting sister, announcing in a high-profile manner that she will definitely win over Ning Guang and will not treat other competitors as dishonest.
In fact, as long as Ning Guang has a little bit of close contact with her (who is not a competitor), Gao Ying will immediately go into a shutdown state.
She has never experienced the love between men and women, but she has never eaten pork. She has always seen pigs running away. Judging from the passionate feelings seen in close friends, it seems that it should be the kind of 'it must be him, only him, and cannot be shared'.
After thinking about this, Lu Anru showed an understanding attitude and nodded in agreement.
I can sit in the house, feel comfortable and cool, and wait for the killer to show up. It's just a matter of cooperating with the male host.
"Thank you. Ever since I read the story of you and Bai Xue, I have liked you for almost ten years."
Bai Ma thoughtfully took out the pastry, leaned forward slightly, put his right hand on his chest, and spread his left hand towards the pink pastry, using the unique etiquette of Oujian people to express his invitation.
"Hey, we are honored that a cute girl likes it. Please try it, it tastes good."
The red pastries, which resemble soft puffs, are arranged in an orderly manner on the plate, exuding an alluring apple aroma. Calculating the time for trouble, it's very close to lunch.
Lu An's hand reached for the cake uncontrollably, dropped halfway, and glanced weakly at the white horse.
Baima looked at Lu Anru's small hands that were trying to restrain themselves, and then at those eyes that were as smart as a deer. A little bit of expectation flashed in his eyes, as if he was constantly asking: 'Can I eat it? May I? '
The delicate appearance of the pink carvings made Baima laugh out loud. He seemed to feel uncultivated after laughing so much, so he tried hard to suppress his smile, pushed the plate forward, and extended the invitation again.
"Please use it."
Lu Anru grabbed the cake with both hands and muttered something casually before putting it into his mouth.
"I remember that your lover Bai Xue let the spinning wheel fall asleep. You broke through the siege and rushed into the palace to rescue her and kissed her to wake her up, right?"
After finishing his confident statement, he looked up and saw that Bai Ma's face was livid, as if a sentence was welded on his face: You fake fan!
Lu Anru tightened his mouth, pinched the pastry with two green-white fingers, and held it in front of his mouth, feeling at a loss.
Bai Ma bent his eyes, accepted the silent admission of mistake, and explained with a smile: "My lover ate the poisonous apple of the witch, which is different from what you said."
"Oops!" Lu An patted his mouth with the back of his hand and changed his words in annoyance: "I forgot about it, I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Baima responded tolerantly, but just as he finished speaking, he heard a question that almost made him choke.
"Poison apple, can you make it into a cake?"
Lu Anru asked innocently, and also showed off the apple-flavored cake in his hand.
Bai Ma squeezed out an answer from his teeth that almost broke his patience: "Not cake-like, pure apple, ripe red apple."
"Ah, is it really true? What a pity. What's so delicious about apples alone? It's more attractive when put in a cake." Lu Anru sighed with regret.
Baima made a sad face and corrected melancholy: "My wife likes to eat apples. Adding cake to the poison is very troublesome, and it is easy for people to notice the strange smell."
After Lu Anru listened carefully, he expressed his understanding honestly: "I see, Sister Bai Xue is too pure and simple in mind and can be easily deceived."
Baima said tiredly, "Yes."
Then he witnessed with his own eyes the little girl performing a mukbang show, showing how to eat cakes in two mouthfuls. Inexplicably, he felt as if he was being tricked by a little kid!
Lu Anru first bit off half of the pastry on his left hand. The soft pastry melted in his mouth, was sweet but not greasy, and he was sure it tasted as good as it appeared on the market. He immediately devoured the remaining half piece without any delay.
"Lovely girl, do you need more tea?"
I waved my hand to refuse, and while I was eating, there was a loud bang behind me.
Lu Anru was so frightened that he hurriedly speeded up and stuffed the remaining three pastries into his mouth. Forcibly crush the pastry and swallow it, and run a few handfuls down from your neck with your hands.
Feeling more comfortable, he hurriedly grasped the Yincang Sword at his waist, turned around and scolded fiercely.
"It's rude to interrupt someone else's meal, you know?"
He drew his sword and pointed it at the expressionless killer.
However, the other person's delicate face was completely beyond her expectation, and it was completely different from the killer's appearance in her memory.
He looked sideways at Baima in confusion, and asked with his eyes, "What's going on?"
Baima smiled awkwardly at her and said hurriedly: "My lover is back, please put away your weapons, lovely girl. The door to the house is loose and I can't bear to push it too much."
She was too lazy to expose the cover-up explanation.
Since the identity of Princess Snow White had been confirmed by Baima himself, Lu Anru put away Yincang.
Making it too ugly would always be bad for her, and if she was asked to wait outside the house for the killer to appear, she would be willing to cooperate to resolve the misunderstanding.
"Hello, I passed by here this morning and accidentally got lost, so I came here to ask for directions and avoid the sun. When it goes down, I will go back on the road. I have disturbed you."
Lu Anru knew that her smile was fake, and she also knew that Bai Xue would ignore whether her smile was genuine or not.
Because those pair of black and shiny eyes only stare at the people you care about.
Bai Ma strode to Bai Xue's side, helped her hold up the door, and pushed it into the frame.
He repeatedly used gestures to plead for Lu Anru, and finally Bai Xue responded.
She walked in from the door side by side with the white horse, came to Lu Anru, took out a lavender daisy from the flower basket, and handed it to her.
"Welcome to be your guest. Sorry, I just thought you were a lost person disguised as a witch."
Bai Xue's big and bright eyes were full of guilt, and paired with the flowers handed to Lu Anru's eyes, her attitude was pure and sincere, making people unable to bear to refuse.
Lu Anru was ready to make sacrifices for big things and be prepared to look bad.
With the worst psychological foreshadowing and the other party's compromise, she would love to see it.
He took the flower, put it to his nose, smelled it, and said, "It smells so good."
"Well, the blooming daisies are sweet and not pungent, so they are suitable for displaying at home. Unfortunately, the sun basks in the yard of the wooden house every day, so daisies cannot be sown. I went to the depths of the forest to pick them."
Bai Xue put the remaining flowers into the vase, and her fingertips accidentally touched the hand of the prince who was helping to prune the branches and leaves. The two looked at each other, unable to hide their feelings for each other.
Wanwa, Lupai, and Bulb Shining sat across from each other, not feeling awkward at all, drinking scented tea leisurely.
Baima and Bai Xue were affectionate for a while, completely calming Bai Xue's emotions, and then they remembered that there was another person in the room.
Keeping his hands tightly clasped with Bai Xue, he faced Lu Anru and got down to business: "If you want to get out of here, you must walk through the forest. Pay attention to the flower rabbits in the forest. They are the witch's subordinates. Don't be fooled. They are targeting you and will lead you in the wrong direction.”
"OK, thanks."
(End of chapter)