Could it be...
The young scholar's heart was shocked.
Did he know there were other people in the house?
It knows that they are planning to do something wrong with it?
still……
After the last time, the black thief gave up their steamed buns?
I didn't plan to come again...
...
The young scholar pursed his lips slightly.
He had a little dry mouth.
He picked up the teapot on the side and poured himself a cup of tea.
He picked up the teacup.
Lift your head and drink it all in one go.
...
He poured himself another cup of tea.
He raised the teacup.
This time, he doesn't have to drink so urgently.
He put the teacup to his mouth.
He just took a sip-
"Puff~"
Tea spewed out.
...
The young scholar saw a familiar figure.
He immediately rushed forward.
He snatched the bowl containing the steamed buns.
"You actually dare to come over!"
The young scholar screamed.
This bold little thief.
No one can blame anyone if you are caught.
...
The black figure bit a steamed bun.
There was a steamed bun in each of his claws.
The figure fell skillfully on the books piled up on the corner of the desk.
The eyes under the armpit showed a smug and provocative light.
...
Here comes!
The woodcutter immediately pushed open the door of the cabinet when he heard the young scholar screaming.
The woman followed closely behind.
They all felt relieved.
After waiting for a long time, even though the cabinet was opened, after staying for a long time, it was still a bit difficult to breathe when I squeezed two people in the small cabinet.
Just as they became more and more upset due to poor breathing, they finally waited for the long-awaited voice.
...
According to the performance of the young scholar, the woodcutter quickly ran to the front of the desk.
I want to form a two-sided form with young scholars.
...
The woman ran to the other side of the desk cleverly.
...
Just when they were full of confidence and thought that the little thief who stole the steamed buns was ready to take it...
Things unfolded unexpectedly.
...
The woodcutter was stunned.
...
The woman looked left and right.
"Why."
"Where is that guy?"
"Where?"
...
The woodcutter looked at the woman, "You didn't see it either?"
...
"No."
The woman answered very quickly.
She is still trying to find the figure of the black thief.
...
But……
The woodcutter looked at the young scholar...
The expressions on the face are complicated and difficult to distinguish.
Some were surprised, some were puzzled, some were doubtful...
...
The young scholar had no idea about the situation of the woodcutter and his sister-in-law.
All his attention was on the thief who was eyeing the steamed buns in his hand.
...
Greedy guy.
The young scholar said in his heart.
He had already obtained three steamed buns and had not left yet, but he actually wanted other steamed buns in his hand.
...
but……
Seeing the black thief dealt with the three steamed buns in his hand at an amazing speed, the young scholar was a little confused.
Greedy...
It's very similar to Taotie.
...
The young scholar's face changed slightly.
Is this little thief... provoking him?
He thought he misjudged the eye...
But at this moment, he stared at the eyes of the black thief-
Say...
The location of its eyes is really special.
This alone can also match the description of Taotie in the classics...
This really has to be surprising.
...
real……
Too many coincidences...
...
The young scholar had no time to think about it.
because……
The black thief rushed towards the steamed bun in his hand.
...
Damn it!
The young scholar was so embarrassed that he avoided it.
He even felt...
This little black thief was playing with him.
otherwise……
The steamed buns in his hand were probably eaten up by this black thief.
...
The young scholar became fierce.
Want to eat steamed buns, right?
Playing with him, right?
...
The young scholar lowered his head and bit a steamed bun.
He reached out and grabbed two steamed buns.
...
When the black thief noticed that his eyes narrowed slightly, the young scholar smiled happily.
He chewed hard.
...
A black shadow crossed his vision.
The young scholar instantly realized that it was the black thief who rushed over.
He immediately speeds up his chewing.
At the same time, stuff the steamed buns on your hands into your mouth.
...
The young scholar was found lying on the bowl, and the young scholar shook the bowl in his hand hard.
The black thief's body shook slightly.
But there was no sign of being thrown away.
He also took the time to give the young scholar a provocative look.
...
The young scholar's forehead bulged with veins.
He suddenly exerted force on his hand.
...
ah!?
The young scholar held the bowl with one hand and the steamed bun with the other.
There are steamed buns in my mouth.
There is no way to take into account the steamed buns in the bowl.
The consequence of swaying the bowl with force on your hands is...
The steamed buns in the bowl flew out.
...
The young scholar opened his eyes wide.
The chewing in the mouth was paused.
Then he saw...
The steamed buns that flew into the air did not fall, and were eaten by the jumping black thief.
...
The young scholar was amazed.
Does this black thief need not chew?
He swallowed the steamed buns into his stomach.
still……
Is it like a squirrel?
Can you store your food in your mouth?
But, in this case...
Its face is not as bulging as a squirrel.
...
Seeing the black thief catch all the steamed buns and landing perfectly on the desk, the young scholar blinked.
He wanted to applaud the black thief.
Very awesome.
...
"younger brother!"
...
A sound like thunder thunder on the ground suddenly exploded in the young scholar's ears...
The young scholar was so scared that the steamed buns were stuck in the trachea.
Choked.
...
"Ahem~Ahem!"
The young scholar coughed a bit shocking.
He clenched his fists and hit his chest hard.
His face turned red.
...
Seeing this, the woodcutter's face changed.
He immediately stepped forward.
Reaching his hand and beating behind the young scholar.
"Is it okay?"
The woodcutter's concerning inquiry.
...
The woman looked around.
He poured a cup of tea quickly.
"Give."
"Drink some water."
...
After the young scholar coughed violently for a while, he finally calmed down a little.
He felt a terrible feeling that he had just walked around the gates of hell.
...
The young scholar reached out and picked up the woman poured him the tea.
"Gulugulu~"
The young scholar raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
...
"Cough~Cough~"
A little tea flowed out from the corner of the young scholar's mouth.
The young scholar had no time to erase it.
He tightened the clothes on his chest.
Cough a few loudly.
After the itch in his throat finally faded away, the young scholar felt more comfortable, so he had the time to reach out and wipe the tea from the corner of his mouth.
...
The young scholar slumped on the chair with his shoulders drooping, and he felt a little exhausted.
...
"Is it okay?"
Seeing that the young scholar finally stopped coughing, the woodcutter's hand did not stop and turned to a lighter force to pat the young scholar's back.
Chapter completed!