Shen Tang secretly pinched herself hard, until a clear sharp pain came from that piece of skin, shattering her fluke.,The one grabbing the bun was a disheveled woman, stuffing it into her mouth with both hands, like a starving ghost reincarnated.,Fearing Shen Tang would snatch it back, he didn't even bother to wipe off the mud from the pastry. In a short while, he stuffed the whole small pastry into his mouth, and afterward, he seemed unsatisfied as he sucked on the crumbs left on his fingers.。