[BL, MTL] You Shu (Quick Wear)

Chapter 8: Forty Thousand (8)

"Where does your family live? Who else is in the family? Why do you live in a temple?" The young man poured himself a cup of tea, and found that the water was already cold, so he only took a sip and put it down.

Youshu quickly stripped herself clean, opened the cage and searched for a while, and her white buttocks were facing the boy. The boy wanted to laugh again, stepped forward, took out a thick padded jacket from the box, and wrapped it around him.

"Thank you. Sit down, I can take care of myself, and it's no problem to take care of you." Youshu patted her small chest, then dried her body and hair with a cloth towel, and then put on her obscene clothes and padded jacket.

The body was dry, Youshu let out a long breath, dragged out a small box from under the bed, and asked, "Are you hungry? May I treat you to eat?" He was frightened just now, and he urgently needed something to calm down.

"I just had my meal half an hour ago." The boy waved his hand and refused.

Youshu was secretly happy, and rolled her eyes, and the young man couldn't help laughing secretly at the incongruous appearance. Like all people in the last days, Youshu not only has the habit of hoarding food, but also is extremely stingy about sharing it. Anyone who wants to take food from his mouth will be tantamount to killing him. The question just now was just polite.

Seeing Xiao Douding digging and digging in the front of his clothes, he finally took out a key and hung it tightly around his neck with a red string. The young man thought that there was some treasure hidden in the box, but when he opened it, it was all wrapped in oiled paper. Good dry food, steamed buns, pancakes, etc., shook his head and smiled.

"Be careful to let it go bad." He kindly reminded.

"It's cold now, so it won't go bad." Youshu took out an oiled paper bag, locked the box instead, pushed it under the bed, and hid the key in her close-fitting clothes.

"I'm going to make a pot of charcoal fire, you wait." As if worried about the boy stealing food, he stuffed the oiled paper bag into his arms, carried a small charcoal pot, and ran to the front yard to ask the monk for fire.

The young man stood at the door and watched from a distance, and saw that Xiao Douding secretly handed the monk a few copper coins, asked for high-quality charcoal and a few sparks, and then ran all the way back, turning the small charcoal basin as he ran, letting the sparks in It ignited quickly under the blowing cold wind. When Xiao Douding came close, the charcoal fire was already burning very well, and a gust of heat rushed towards his face, which melted the boy's stern eyebrows a little.

"Go back and sit by the fire, it's cold outside." Youshu pushed the boy and closed the door behind him. He took out the oil-paper bag in his arms, opened it, and found two cold steamed buns inside.

"There are hot steamed buns in the stove, you should get a few more if you go now." The boy pointed in the direction of the stove.

"I want to eat baked steamed buns." Youshu put the iron tongs on the charcoal basin, put the steamed buns on it, and turned them over from time to time.

Half a quarter of an hour later, a strong burnt aroma wafted into the air, making people move their index fingers. Youshu swallowed frequently, and regardless of the fact that the steamed buns were hot, she immediately picked them up and broke them in half, biting them hard. Because she ate too fast, there was a whimpering sound in her throat.

The boy raised one eyebrow and stared at Xiaodouding with great interest. He had to admit that the other party was very good at taking care of himself, he was able to organize his life in an orderly manner at the age of five, and he knew how to make his life better. For one thing, he seems to have an unusual obsession with food.