Chapter 5401 Brother!
Is it...
The young scholar's heart was shocked.
It knows there are other people in the room?
It knows that they are planning to do something wrong with it?
Or...
After 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 one side and poured himself a cup of tea.
He picked up the teacup.
Look your head up and drank it all in one go.
…
He poured himself another cup of tea.
He raised the tea cup.
This time, he doesn't have to drink so urgently.
He put the teacup to his mouth.
He just took a sip-
"Puff~"
The tea spewed out.
…
The young scholar saw the familiar figure.
He immediately rushed forward.
He snatched the bowl containing the steamed buns. "You actually dare to come over!?" The young scholar shouted.
This bold little thief.
I can't blame anyone if I'm arrested.
...
The black figure bit a steamed bun.
There is a steamed bun in each of the two claws.
The figure skillfully landed on the books piled up on the corner of the desk.
The eyes under the armpits showed a smug and provocative light.
...
Here you come!
The woodcutter immediately pushed open the door of the cabinet when he heard the young scholar screaming.
The woman followed closely behind.
They 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 into the small cabinet.
Just as they became more and more upset due to poor breathing, they finally waited for the long-awaited voice.
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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.
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Just when they were full of confidence and thought that the thief who stole steamed buns was ready...
Things unfolded unexpectedly.
...
The woodcutter was stunned.
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The woman looked left and right.
"Oh."
"Where is that guy?"
"Where is?"
...
...
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 expression on his face was complicated and difficult to tell.
Some were surprised, some were puzzled, some were puzzled...
...
The young scholar had no idea about the situation of the woodcutter and his sister-in-law.
All his attention was on the little thief who was eyeing the steamed buns in his hand.
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Greedy guy.
The young scholar said in his heart.
It was obvious that three steamed buns have been obtained, but I haven't left yet, but I still want other steamed buns in his hand.
…
However…
Watching the black thief dealt with the three steamed buns in his hand at an astonishing speed, the young scholar was a little dazed.
Greedy...
It's very similar to Taotie.
...
The young scholar's face changed slightly.
Is this little thief... provoking him?
Before he thought he had misjudged his eyes...
But at this moment, he stared into the eyes of the black thief-
By the way...
The location of its eyes is really special.
This alone can match the description of Taotie in the classics...
This really makes people surprised.
…
Really...
Too many coincidences...
...
The young scholar didn't have time to think about it.
Because...
The black thief rushed towards the steamed bun in his hand.
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Damn it!
The young scholar was so embarrassed that he avoided him. He even felt...
This little black thief was playing with him.
Otherwise...
The steamed bun in his hand would have been eaten up by this black thief long ago.
…
The young scholar became fierce.
Want to eat steamed buns, right?
Playing him, right?
…
The young scholar lowered his head and bit a steamed bun.
Holding down and grabbing two steamed buns.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
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Seeing that the black thief's 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 speeded 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.
It also took time to give the young scholar a provocative look.
…
The young scholar's forehead bulged with blue veins.
He suddenly exerted force on his hand.
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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 were not falling, and they were eaten into the mouth by the jumping black thief.
…
The young scholar was amazed.
Does this black thief need to be chewed?
Shifted the steamed buns into your stomach.
Or...
It's like a squirrel?
Can you store your food in your mouth?
But, in this case...
Its face is not as bulging as a squirrel.
…
Looking at the black thief who caught all the steamed buns and landed perfectly on the desk, the young scholar blinked.
He wanted to applaud the black thief.
So amazing.
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"Brother!"
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"Brother!"
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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.
Chork.
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"Cough cough~cough cough cough!"
The young scholar coughed a bit earth-shaking.
He clenched his fists and hit his chest hard.
The face turned red.
…
Seeing this, the woodcutter's face changed.
He immediately stepped forward.
Extend your hand and hit the young scholar behind.
"Is it okay?"
The woodcutter asked with concern.
…
The woman looked around.
A cup of tea was poured out quickly.
"Give it."
"Drink some water."
...
...
After a while of severe coughing, the young scholar finally calmed down a little.
He felt a terrible feeling that he had just walked around the gate 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~"Cough~"
Slight 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 loudly.
When the itch in his throat finally faded away, the young scholar felt more comfortable, and 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.
He looked at the young scholar with no fear.