“Ding ding ding——”
The glass door of the bun shop was opened, and a pleasant doorbell rang.
"Boss, give me two steamed buns and a cup of soy milk."
The girl with short black hair was wearing a black outfit. The fabric fit her body tightly, outlining her thin yet powerful silhouette.
She has a pretty face, but her eyes are cold and sharp.
On her back was a huge pitch-black longbow that was much larger than her body. The bow was broad and had smooth lines, like a streak of black lightning, forming a sharp contrast with her petite body.
A quiver was slung across his waist, with black arrow feathers faintly visible.
"Okay, two buns and a cup of soy milk." The proprietress of the bun shop smiled and took out two buns and a cup of soy milk in a plastic bag.
The girl took the buns and soy milk, found an empty seat and sat down. Then she put in a straw, drank the soy milk and ate the buns.
She was very keen to notice that there were three eyes on the wooden table next to her, and they had been staring at her ever since she entered the bun shop.
She showed a hint of doubt, but didn't care.
Alas, after all, beautiful people are prone to gossip, because she is born beautiful.
Sometimes, being too beautiful can also be a problem.
However, the man sitting at the table is also very handsome...
“Ding ding ding——”
The doorbell rang again.
A woman with long black hair and a plump figure, wearing a black windbreaker, walked in.
She had a large Western-style sword on her waist.
"Madam, seven buns, a bowl of millet porridge, and three pies."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked at the woman who walked in through the door in surprise.
Can she finish all this? ! ! !
"Girl, you ordered so much, can you finish it?"
"No, no, no, my friend and I ordered it together."
"I see. Here are your steamed buns, pies, and millet porridge."
"OK."
The woman with long black hair took the buns, pie and millet porridge and came to an empty table.
Originally, no one felt anything.
But as time goes by.
The woman slowly ate seven buns, drank half a bowl of millet porridge, and then ate three pies.
No one could sit still.
Damn it!
Didn’t you order this for a friend?!
Why did you eat it all?
Is this a rice bucket?
How can you eat so much and not get fat? And still look so good?
Damn it!
It's really frustrating to compare yourself with others.
"Yoshi, I know this. There is an old saying in the Tang Dynasty: 'A glutton!'"
Miyamoto Keiji said excitedly.
Louis' eyelids twitched. "Good-for-nothing, it's nothing, but isn't it a bit too much for you to speak so loudly?"
“Bang—”
Since the people around were surprised at how much the woman with long black hair could eat, the noise around was actually not loud.
Miyamoto Keiji's voice was just loud enough to penetrate the noise and reach the ears of the woman with long black hair.
Suddenly, she slammed her big hand on the table and gave a bad look: "Hey! Is this too much?"
"How can anyone call someone a glutton in front of others? Now, apologize to me!!"
Miyamoto Keiji scratched his head and said, "Miss, did I use the wrong word?"
"...You are not from the Tang Dynasty?"
"I am half Tang Dynasty. My father is from Tang Dynasty. However, he lived in Yamato in his early years. My Chinese may not be standard. I am very sorry." Miyamoto Keiji stood up and bowed.
Du Zhirou twitched her lips and said, "Okay, I accept your apology."
It's really speechless. Who understands family members? You come out to have a meal and someone calls you a glutton for no reason.
Louis looked at Du Zhirou at this moment, his eyes narrowed slightly, he always felt that he seemed to have seen this woman somewhere.
"Heh." A sneer came from beside Louis.
Xia Qianqing clasped his hands together, revealed a narrow smile, and looked at Louis with smiling eyes, as if to say, look, keep looking, it's so beautiful, you can't stop looking.
Louis' forehead broke out in a few strands of cold sweat, and he subconsciously explained: "Don't get me wrong, I just think she looks a little familiar."
"look familiar?"
"right."
"It looks familiar to me, too. Have you seen it somewhere before?"
"How do you know?" Louis asked in surprise.
"Please! Can you use some fresher clichés? These have been used for five hundred years!! Haha, whether you know each other or not is up to you, it has nothing to do with me." Xia Qianqing bit her lower lip lightly, showing an indifferent sneer, and said unhappily, just like... a jealous little pretentious person.
"But..." Xia Qianqing's tone was like a truck at this moment, and it turned a corner in an instant, becoming a little cautious: "Her value is indeed very high."
"Strength 56, speed 48, mental strength 10."
"Besides you, I'm the only one who has seen such a high value."
Xia Qianqing's voice was so soft that only Louis could hear it.
Louis pondered in his mind.
A value over 100, does it mean the strength of a senior team member?
Louis was not wrong, he did feel that the woman looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.
"I think this is necessary. We can win him over." Xia Qianqing said in a low voice.
“Beep, beep, beep—”
Suddenly, a cell phone rang from Louis' pocket.
Louis reached into his pocket and took out his cell phone, only to see two words written on it: "Du Xing".
After changing his cell phone, Louis was in the medical room, and with the help of Zhang Jin, he quickly regained Du Xing's phone number. Naturally, both parties had a phone call.
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