第一百四十章露从今夜凉(5/5)

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                      “没有！没有！”邹贝接过来立刻否认，拼命去咬竹棍上的红果子，半天没逮下来一颗，焦糖胡得慢歌嘴角都是，忍住笑；“咱们先回家。”
                                                                                                                                                                “小疯子。”男人抹掉她嘴角的焦糖；“好黏，今天在外面吃吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                “我不要。”邹贝提升反驳。
                                                                                                                                                                “煮饭来得及吗？”
                                                                                                                                                                “我有帮忙的。”
                                                                                                                                                                “帮什么了？”
                                                                                                                                                                “剥蒜！”
                                                                                                                                                                “……”