• When Song Jiyang spoke, his two rabbit ears swayed on his head, which seemed to be very inconsistent with his angular face, but there was another kind of cuteness.
• When Qiu Han saw him, he knew that his foundation was unstable and would turn into a prototype from time to time.
• She was suddenly a little curious. How could such a weak rabbit live until now without being discovered by humans and taken away as a monster to study?
• "Ding Dong..."
• The doorbell rang.
• Qiu Han opened the door, and it was the meal delivered to her by the hotel.
• At the banquet just now, she didn't eat much, and when she came back, she asked the staff to go to the restaurant to buy her some food.
• She doesn't like meat, and supper is very rich.
• Song Jiyang smelled the smell, his nose moved, and his saliva flooded.
• Qiu Han couldn't ignore this strong sight. She looked over and saw Song Jiyang's eyes staring at the rice on the table.
• 

  qiuhan

  You didn't eat?
• Song Jiyang swallowed his saliva and nodded:
• 

  songjiyang

  I haven't eaten for three days....
• He's poorer, so...
• 

  qiuhan

  I don't know.
• What a miserable little one this is.
• He should be glad that he is a monster, and he can maintain his spiritual power if he doesn't eat. If he is a human, he will definitely starve to death if he doesn't eat for three days.
• 

  qiuhan

  Then why don't you come and have something to eat?
• She ordered more anyway.
• Qiu Han is not a warm-hearted person, but he has more patience than humans for his kind.
• 

  songjiyang

  Is this... suitable? And it looks expensive... I... I have no money!
• He is very poor.
• Really.
• 

  qiuhan

  .......
• Until Qiu Han said that he would not charge, he jumped up from the bed, showed Qiu Han a wave of rabbit jumping ability, and then sat across from Qiu Han and began to eat.
• He was still a little ashamed, knew it wasn't good, and didn't dare to eat too much.
• Seeing him eating in the bowl and looking at the pot, Qiu Han helplessly pulled the plate of braised pork to him:
• 

  qiuhan

  I'm not very hungry, you can eat whatever you want.
• 

  songjiyang

  Well... then I'm welcome.
• Song Jiyang took a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. It tasted so fragrant that he almost cried. This was the best meal he had had in the past six months.
• 

  songjiyang

  What kind of meat is this, so delicious.
• He had never eaten such delicious meat.
• Qiu Han heard the words and smiled badly:
• 

  qiuhan

  This is... braised rabbit meat...
• 

  songjiyang

  !!!!
• 

  songjiyang

  Cough cough cough!
• Song Jiyang got a mouthful of meat stuck in his throat, his face was flushed, and he couldn't speak clearly:
• 

  songjiyang

  Tutu Tutu Tutu... Tutu Tutu... Rabbit meat?
• Mom?
• He just ate his kin.
• He is also a rabbit, so in other words, he ate himself?
• Song Jiyang suddenly felt that the whole rabbit was not good, and his stomach felt nauseous.
• Qiu Han put away his smile:
• 

  qiuhan

  Lie to you, this is pork, after all, Tutu is so cute, how can you eat Tutu, right?
• Song Jiyang did not feel comforted.
• He always felt that after he finished this meal, he was going to be eaten by her.
• Otherwise, how to explain why she didn't eat and watched herself eat?
• Those eyes are like wolves and tigers...
• Smiling is dangerous...
• Could it be that this is his last meal?
• Song Jiyang burst into tears.
• However, even if you die, you can't starve to death!
• Scratching a mouthful of rice, Song Jiyang turned grief and anger into appetite.
• Qiu Han saw that his face became like a palette, and he couldn't help but wonder what was going on in his little head.
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