Chapter 541

"OK, have a good time ~"

Huiming only ate a little stinky tofu before, so she still miss the taste of stinky tofu.

But at the time of eating screw powder, stinky tofu immediately lost its previous high status in his mind!

"Is it really so delicious?"

Hearing Huiming's words, Huitong's eyes brightened and then asked anxiously.

As soon as Huitong's words came out, Huiming was stunned, then sighed helplessly:

"yes, this screw powder is really better than stinky tofu."

When speaking, Huiming carefully picks up a fan with his chopsticks. After a look, he divides the fan into two parts and hands one of them to Huitong:

"elder martial brother, have a try."

……

Looking at the fans who haven't got a big thumb in front of them, Huitong can't help but gasp at the corner of his mouth:

"cough, Huiming, I'm your elder martial brother."

"I know."

Huiming looks at Huitong with a puzzled face. I don't know why he mentioned it all of a sudden.

"Do you think you should respect your elder martial brother?"

When speaking, Huitong swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then pointed to the half of Huiming's fans.

Seeing Huitong's action, Huiming finally reacts. This guy actually dislikes this half of the fans!

"Sucking ~"

without the slightest hesitation, Huiming directly sucked a small part of the fans into his mouth, and then continued to eat, his mouth still mumbled vaguely:

"you are elder martial brother, you will love me."

Seeing Huiming's action, Huitong's whole body trembled and nearly a mouthful of old blood came out. Is that what I mean?

Looking at Huiming and Huitong, who are about to fight for a fan, Huixing sighs helplessly. He suddenly has a bad feeling in his heart.

"Amitabha, benefactor Chu, it seems that you have won the contest again."

Huixing was helpless when he spoke. He wanted to ask Buddha why he had to match himself with two pig teammates.

Hearing Huixing's words, Huitong and Huiming were stunned at first. Then they remembered that they had a competition with Chu fan. They looked at each other, and at the same time they gave Huixing a flattering smile.

"Hey, younger martial brother, we'll depend on you next."

Huitong can't even fight for screw powder. From the bottom of his heart, he certainly doesn't want to return to vulgarity.

"Yes, yes."

Huiming swallows the last fan in his mouth under the covetous eyes of Huitong, and then encourages Huiming:

"elder martial brother, if you lose, all three of us will return to the secular life. If we can't make love, will we starve to death?"

……

Huixing and Huitong can't help but draw their lips. Together, the reason why you don't want to return to the secular world is to be able to realize fate?

Buddha, please send down a god thunder and educate this dishonest monk.

"In fact, you can be a beggar."

Looking at Huiming with a worried face, Chu fan can't help patting him on the shoulder, and then gives him a good idea:

"beggars can beg, and you are so young, then someone will surely give you food and clothing, and maybe someone will give you money."

"Ah, ah ~"

hearing Chu fan's transformation, Huiming's two little hands directly clapped together and made a clear "pa" voice:

"why didn't I think of it before? It turns out that monks and beggars are similar?"