Once upon a time there was a mountain, and there was a temple on the mountain, and there was a little monk in the temple with a rumbling belly. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Gollum......

'How can there be such a stupid human being!'

Song Shijing sat on a bench in the park with black lines on her forehead. The sun was about to set on the side, and the doves, which had been raised for ritual requisition and symbolized peace by the way, landed in this corner of the park.

Gollum......

Song Shijing covered her slender and fat lower abdomen under the windbreaker, this beautiful figure maintained by years of light exercise could not provide her with a precious 'satiety' at this time.

In the afternoon, I was impulsive and used all my belongings as consolation money...... Now the wallets are empty, and everyone who can borrow money has borrowed it......

And...... And......

If it was because of his guilt and compassion, and indeed because he was negligent last night, that he let the mother and daughter suffer losses, he should make humanitarian compensation. Then to find someone to borrow money for this matter, she said in her heart.

But if it's because you're in a predicament, you're being ridiculed as incompetent......

She is absolutely, absolutely, and will not let herself go down to someone to borrow money!

Dignity cannot be given up for the sake of materialism!

Without this absolute principle, how could she keep her pure body and mind in that demon slayer organization full of lustful uncles in the past few years, until now!

Burst!

The strong and excellent female demon slayer finally collapsed on the park bench, looking through her sunglasses at the sky stained red by the setting sun, and saw a dark red like blood......

If you're hungry and faint, you're going to ......

Because of last night's incident, I was busy cleaning up the aftermath all day, and it was more than twenty hours before the last meal.

During this period, there was also strenuous physical exercise - being chased by demons for half a street and exterminating demons.

There is also a very serious ideological burden - because of the aftermath and punishment, I was frightened, and was scolded by my boss, Sister Yu.

Fortunately in the misfortune, the team he led was directly recalled for three months of intensive training and was not punished. And he was just scolded, and the points and merits of the demon were 'offset by merit and demerits'.

So, the bonus for slaying demons is gone......

Alas, what bonuses do you want now...... The goal now should be to complete the investigation mission alive in this town. Don't starve to death during this period.

Or that women are sensual creatures who will empty their wallets if they are not careful. ’

If at this time, a loaf of bread appears in front of you (note: you must bring good meat floss!) and let yourself take a bite...... What an extreme luxury it would be.

Song Shijing put one hand across her forehead, one hand to her mouth, and opened her small mouth, so she wanted to learn Liu An in the story of "Liu An killed his wife" and the eagle in the allusion of "cutting meat for an eagle......

Who always says that my sister's heart is too soft! My sister's heart is hard, and she bites herself, bastard!

Woohoo.

It is the movement of the plastic bag being kneaded.

Song Shijing's silver teeth stopped on her arm, she looked up, her sunglasses fell down a few points, and her gaze stopped fixedly on the apron boy sitting next to her...... at hand.

This is not a part-time job at a snack bar.,The high school classmate and best friend of the investigation target.,The guy who was unloaded by himself last night...... of bread!

Although it is a cream cake that has just opened the inflatable package, the fluffy bread with the smooth and sweet cream is no worse than the meat floss bread!

As soon as she raised her hand, the young man in the apron next to her seemed to have just noticed her and turned his head to look.

"Yo, car thief, you're there too. ”

"Haha...... Aha...... What a coincidence...... Mutter. ”

With a snap, Song Shijing covered her mouth and sat up, separated from Mu Qian by two positions.

The one who made the shameful sound of swallowing saliva just now was definitely not himself!

Song Shijing!

"Didn't you go to find a bicycle today?" Mu Qian asked with a smile.

"Yesterday I was on a mission! Didn't they all apologize to you...... Boys can still be so stingy, never forget. Song Shijing pursed her lips, sat there and snorted, and raised her arms proudly.

Leaning back in your seat and looking ahead, watching the sun set...... The sunglasses became a cover for his gaze, and his gaze glanced at the food in Mu Qian's hand.

No, that's not food, that's calories!

Gollum......

Haven't you heard the call of the dragon in the belly of this princess?

"What's going on?"

Mu Qian looked up at the sky, his face full of innocent teenagers' curiosity and desire to learn about this world.

Song Shijing: ......

"Ah!" Mu Qian suddenly realized, took most of the bread, and used the bread to pull Song Shijing's gaze, and walked to the open space.

He tore off a piece of bread, ate the creamy part, crumpled the rest in his hands, and sprinkled it on the pigeons, with a cooing cry in his mouth.

The sound of wings flapping sounded, and several more pigeons landed and gathered around Mu Qian.

At sunset, the image of the boy in the apron squatting there to feed the pigeons is full of that orange beauty.

Song Shijing pulled her sunglasses down, and then looked at the back of the teenager, of course, most likely, she was looking at the breadcrumbs that were scattered in the wind.

"Goo-goo...... Hahaha......"

Mu Qian's laughter is also a little sunny, with a bit of an unpleasant melody.

Song Shijing looked at the shrinking bread in his hand and pursed her lips gently, as the sunset gradually sank, her heart, like this world, gradually lost its light source.

After feeding the pigeons, Mu Qian put his hands on the front pockets of his apron, and gradually walked away in the afterglow of the west.

"Alas......"

Song Shijing sighed gloomily, thinking that this little brother just now should just come over here for dinner, and then rush back to work in the snack bar.

Really, why was I so swayed by shame that I couldn't compete with those pigeons for food, those pigeons...... Those pigeons......

The female demon slayer slowly raised her head, the evening wind blew her hair, and a red light flashed behind her sunglasses!

Eh, that guy dropped a loaf of bread in the ......

Song Shijing looked at the seat next to her in a daze, and in the white plastic bag, another cream bread was lying there quietly.

Boom!

The fair-skinned neck burst out with a powerful speed at this moment, and Song Shijing's movements around to observe the enemy's situation became extremely fast.

Empty park, no human figures!

Hungry yourself, brioche bread at hand!

Sure enough, pretty girls won't be too lucky!

The left hand is raised, like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, like a hungry tiger pounced!

Call!

The palm wind blew the plastic bag, and Song Shijing's arm was trembling, but she couldn't press her hand down directly.

It's well packed, it doesn't look like it's been tampered with, and it's just an ordinary high school student who forgot about this bread...... What made her hand stop ten centimeters away was dignity.

The dignity of not being able to easily bow down to such low-level desires of oneself!

The dignity of being a certified demon slayer!

And didn't last a second.

Pick up the bread, tear open the package, and start biting without regard for the image...... This set of actions flowed smoothly, and Song Shijing devoured it for a while. His eyes were still looking at the direction that Mu Qian left, and he was a little weak.

Hey, it's just a bread, and I'll give him a box of money next month when the subsidy is paid, and it's his 'extra food'. ’

Thinking about it, she breathed a sigh of relief.

The bread in her hand was soon left with only a remnant, and the long-lost feeling of fullness made her eyes squint in fascination......

Suddenly there was a voice from behind: "Where is my bread?"

Burst!

Song Shijing squirted out a mouthful of bread foam, holding her neck and coughing.

"Haha, just kidding. The elusive Mu Qian chuckled behind the chair and handed over a bottle of mineral water, "Here, choking to death will count me as manslaughter." ”

Song Shijing snatched the water bottle, unscrewed it and poured it with a clatter.

When she recovered and looked up again, she saw a similar picture again.

It was as if time had returned to the previous node, and the boy in an apron walked in the afterglow of the setting sun, his back was not broad, and his steps were a little lazy.

"Hey......"

She opened her mouth to shout, but all she got was the other party's back to the chic wave of her hand, and she didn't stop.

A slightly cool breeze blew and burrowed into the neckline of her trench coat......

Sure enough, some comfortable summer nights came.