[Hunter] Song Andante

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Peace goes on.

Almost every townsman is happy with my pursuit and even contributes to the flames. Occasionally, the proprietress will ask me to take Ermi out for a walk to digest and digest.

Ermi didn't resist, I couldn't resist.

Usually when we sent him back or out, the two of us actually didn’t do anything, and we didn’t even say a few more words. After all, if I asked “Hey, how did you do this time?”, I was afraid that I would be killed later. up.

I know exactly what it is to beat the enemy Hakka, I have no interest in changing, and I don't intend to do anything unnecessary.

But once I finally got up the courage to ask Ermi if I could touch his hair, and he stared at me with calm, big eyes. I speculated that he should be evaluating whether the price should be priced by number of times or by time.

Finally, he finally let go and said yes.

After confirming that it was free, I immediately took a comb and tied two braids for him. Since then, he has not come to the restaurant with his real face for a month.

"Crack, click, click, click—"

So when I saw him that month, I just took an order and asked him to check it out.

There is retribution for playing with other people's hair. Since Irmi was found home with two braids on her back, ridiculous rumors such as my crush on Ermi quickly spread to the mountains.

For this, I just feel regretful and painful.

The indirect result is that the restaurant will occasionally place more orders for us to send to the mountains. The direct result is that one day after Gege Nail took the child back from a mission, the child actually mustered up the courage to say: "I want to eat dessert."

So Iron Rooster took the little white cat to visit the candy house.

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When the store door opened, the wind chimes on the door rang crisply, and I instinctively said, "Sorry, we have to call—"

The words were just out of the mouth, and when he looked up to see the visitor, he immediately put the second half back.

At that time, I was packing up my things and received half of them. When I saw the two brothers appearing at the same time, I was so scared that I almost dropped the rag on the floor.

Yi Ermi took Qi Ya to sit on the old seat, and said the first sentence to me was two short words:

"dessert."

Three black lines slipped down my hairline - not hair!In short, I reluctantly walked into the kitchen to wash my hands and prepared to entertain guests.

After the little white cat entered the store, his attitude was very respectful at first, but when Yi Ermi took out his mobile phone and started to concentrate on dealing with work-related matters, his true nature was revealed.

For example, I went to the bookshelf and started looking for the latest weekly magazines, and said the first sentence to me absent-mindedly:

"Are you my brother's woman?"

Hearing that the corners of my mouth twitched again and again, I couldn't help but slipped my hand and sprinkled ten times the chili powder in his jelly juice.

Women, women again!How do I look like I admire Ilmi?Do I look so fearless?

"It's ugly."

Then I accidentally threw a few shredded green peppers in.

"You can't survive in my house."

After the ice arrived in the refrigerator, the jelly quickly solidified. I finally squeezed a circle of fresh cream, sprinkled some salt, and served it up.

"Free hospitality." The veins between my brows were still twitching as I walked back to the kitchen.

I won't poison, but I'm not very good at cooking.

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So Ki Ya ended up breathing fire and went home.

Yilmi's comment on this is that the training is not enough.

I lamented that if I really trained enough, I would probably become a taste idiot, and at the same time I cleaned up the mess left in the restaurant without conscience.

The proprietress went home to have a rest before the brother Dadike came to visit. I stayed in the store for final cleaning and tidying. In order to save money, only one light was turned on in the whole store, but it was still unexpected on a moonless night. Bright and clear.

Finally the rectification was completed, and after locking the store door, I took up the umbrella and prepared to go back to the den to rest.

It rains rarely in summer nights.

It seems that on all days when major events happen, there will be this kind of rain that will scream when you hit your body. Sometimes it has nothing to do with the rain at all. It doesn't even work.

The dark liquid flowed over the tops of my shoes and drained into a ditch by the side of the road.

I struggled to identify the direction of the water and followed the source.

It was dark and raining heavily.

There is no sound in the cul-de-sac, only the sound of rain roaring beside me.

Something catches my ankle, and I'm caught off guard, so I fall forward, a loose umbrella flying out of my hand, just holding on to it just before my face touches the ground at the last moment.

I got up slowly from the ground, turned my head to see the object that tripped me, and a thunderbolt hit me.

Curiosity killed a cat.