The girl was stunned.

Looking at the tea cup handed to me.

...

"Drink some water."

The monk smiled.

"Your voice is a little dumb."

...

The girl blinked slowly.

She tilted her head slightly and looked at the monk.

...

The monk's smile remains unchanged.

Nodded slightly.

...

The girl slowly reached out and took the teacup from the monk's hand.

...

The girl bowed her head.

First, I took a sip of tea carefully.

The tea has become warm.

But it's not cold.

The girl raised her chin and drank the water from the teacup in one go.

She was really a little thirsty.

...

"Do you still want it?"

The monk asked gently.

...

The girl raised her eyes.

The big pupils faded away a little haze and became a little clearer.

She pursed her lips.

Then he nodded at a very small scale.

...

A smile flashed through the monk's eyes.

He brought another cup of tea for the girl.

...

Another cup of tea is eaten.

The girl felt that the dryness in her mouth had relieved a lot.

The girl smiled slightly.

...

"Do you still want it?"

The monk asked again.

...

This time, the girl shook her head.

Just about to open your mouth-

"Gululu~"

The girl immediately reached out and pressed her belly.

A flush quickly appeared on his pale face.

The girl dared not look at the monk.

I felt very embarrassed.

She actually made a stomach scream in front of outsiders...

The girl wanted to have a crack in front of her to let her get into it.

...

The monk's tone was gentle.

"Hungry?"

"I have someone bring some food for the donor."

...

"don't want!"

The girl looked up immediately.

His face turned pale again.

It's not time to eat now.

She doesn't want to bother others.

Will be disliked and blamed.

...

The monk was slightly stunned.

Looking at the girl's panic look, he bent the corner of his mouth slightly.

"Will the donor taste the snacks outside?"

The monk took out a cloth bag from his arms.

He opened the cloth bag little by little.

The aroma of food becomes stronger and stronger.

...

"This is a thank you gift from a donor to me."

"It was the sesame cake she made by herself."

The monk spread his palms.

Let the sesame cake be presented to the girl.

“It smells very good.”

“It’s delicious.”

"Will the donor taste it?"

...

The girl opened her eyes wide.

The small nose couldn't help but thrust.

Very fragrant...

The girl couldn't help but swallow.

...

The monk laughed.

“Eat.”

"I can't finish it alone."

"I'm worried that it will be broken if I let it go for a long time."

"Isn't it a waste?"

"It also failed the donor's wish."

"If the donor is willing to share some of my burden, I am very grateful."
To be continued...