The young scholar reached out to take the bowl containing the steamed buns.
...
"sister in law?"
The young scholar who was about to turn around vaguely realized something was wrong, "You have something to do?"
In fact, he should have thought of it from the beginning.
Otherwise, why would my sister-in-law knock on the door abnormally?
...
The young scholar turned around.
"Sister-in-law, are you doing something?"
...
The woman suddenly came back to her senses.
"fine."
She subconsciously said.
...
The young scholar was a little confused.
"Are you really okay?"
...
"fine."
The woman is sure.
In fact, she had the impulse to stay and see her brother finish the steamed buns.
But then I thought about it and it was still not suitable.
If your sister-in-law and her brother-in-law are gossiped about when she lives in the same room.
...
Woman smiling.
"You go in."
"Sister-in-law won't disturb your studies."
...
Although it was a bit strange, the young scholar did not go into it.
He nodded.
"good."
......
The young scholar turned around and closed the door.
...
The woman did not leave immediately.
She stared at the closed door.
After hesitating for a long time, she approached the door panel.
Carefully put your ear close to the door panel.
...
Before he knew it, the woman's ear was already pressed on the door panel.
What puzzled her was...
She heard nothing.
wrong.
The woman shook her head slightly.
She should be happy about it, right?
Nothing happens...
Doesn’t it mean that the black thief has not appeared?
Otherwise, according to the last time...
My younger brother had been fighting with that black thief for a long time.
...
After listening for a while, I still didn't hear any suspicious movements. The woman was relieved.
A smile appeared on her face.
really.
Last time it was just an accident.
My brother has no problems.
...
The woman left.
She still has a lot to do.
...
The atmosphere in the room was not as ordinary as the woman thought.
Or, mild?
...
The young scholar stared at the little black thief gnawing on the apple.
Not long ago, the black thief appeared again.
I wonder how many times they met?
It's still him who cared too much about the black thief...
He was concentrating on reading, not sure whether it was a coincidence or aware of it...
He raised his eyes...
I saw the claws touching the apple.
...
This is the fruit my sister-in-law prepared for him.
...
His eyebrows hopped hard.
This guy...
It's coming again...
Not brave enough to describe this black thief.
Or...
It is so confident, what if he doesn't take it?
...
This is their third meeting-
No.
To be continued...