When Mo Ying heard this condition, his eyes couldn't help but shake, and he lowered his head slightly, but he didn't speak.

"Don't be embarrassed by the little donor, the poor monk and this donor's affairs have nothing to do with you. Seeing that she was embarrassed, the Master of Enlightenment took the initiative to lend a hand.

Ye Fan pursed his lips and sneered: "Old monk, you want to indulge in this trick, which is quite convenient, the more you are like this, the more difficult it is for her to refuse, I should really thank you for speaking of it!"

"Amitabha, the donor misunderstood the poor monk, the poor monk doesn't want to be embarrassed by the little donor, if you have to be strong, then it is better to learn from the donor. "The master of enlightenment is also more serious, in terms of lip service, he is really not as good as Ye Fan, but if he is really tough, maybe what the result will be.

"Hey, come on, I'm afraid you'll be a hypocritical old bald donkey?" Ye Fan said and was about to roll up his cuffs and talk about his consciousness again.

"That's enough! I promise you!" Ink Shadow suddenly raised his face in a resolute tone.

"Huh, have you figured it out?"

"I should ask you, are you sure you want to see my face?" Mo Ying put on an unprecedented serious look, "This face of mine is worth a Buddha relic?"

"Who knows if it's worth it, but I'm just curious, whether you're ugly or beautiful, and I can't sleep well without seeing your true face. Ye Fan shook his arms, looking like a scoundrel.

A different color flashed in Mo Ying's eyes, and he nodded: "Okay, I'll let you see, look carefully!"

Ye Fan's eyes widened hurriedly, ready to take a look at the truth, everyone has curiosity, he just wants to see what this woman's true face will look like in every possible way.

Mo Ying twisted his face, and when he turned back again, he had changed into the appearance he had seen before in Hotel No. 1, a very ordinary young woman's face!

"Are you playing with me?" Ye Fan rolled his eyes and was angry.

"This is what I look like, you have to see, I've seen it, take out the relics!" Mo Ying's face did not show the slightest panic in being debunked, as if this was really her true appearance.

How could Ye Fan believe her lies, and immediately threatened: "It's strange that I believe you! Don't play tricks! Guan Gong plays a big knife in front of him, do you still want to break through the innate nature?"

"If you want to threaten me with this, you are wrong! This is what I look like, do you believe it or not!" Mo Ying turned around coldly, "It turns out that you are also a person who does not believe in your word, even if I change my appearance, you will still say that this is not the original me, because in your heart, there is only one answer, your subconscious thinks that I must be a rare beauty in the world, so that I can be worthy of walking with you! worthy of your curiosity." ”

"Uh...... Why does this sound a little wrong......" Ye Fan touched the bridge of his nose, "Why did I become a big villain in the end?"

"As long as you're done with Zhao, you're not. Ink Shadow said with his back to him.

"Okay! Isn't it just a broken relic? Relic relic, if you have it, it will be beneficial, old monk, you can take it!" Ye Fan took out the golden box relic and shook it twice.

This thing was of little use to him, if it weren't for the fact that his consciousness was too aggressive and his words were not welcome, Ye Fan would have returned it to him early in the morning.

"Amitabha, it is really rare for the donor to understand the true meaning of this, and the poor monk has thanked him here!"

"Okay, pretending, what did you do earlier? But I want to remind you, don't be afraid of thieves stealing, just afraid of thieves, your things have been targeted, this time you meet me, next time you won't be so lucky!"

"What the donor said is very true, hey, don't throw it, you can't throw it!" Seeing that Ye Fan was about to throw out the gold box, Jue quickly rushed over, stretched out his hand and prepared to take the box.

"Wait, old monk, the relics will be returned to you, and I will keep one of this golden box. ”

"What do you want the gold box for?" Mo Ying turned around, looking at him with confusion.

It is said that he is not short of money, let alone gold and silver, if he likes this thing, is it possible that there is anything special about this gold box?

"Of course, it has its own wonderful use!" Ye Fan smiled mysteriously: "It doesn't matter if the relics are missing a layer of gold boxes, but this empty box may not be able to bring a white wolf." ”

"You're going to fish with it?" Ink Shadow seemed to understand something.

The Master of Enlightenment nodded slightly, "Then as the donor wishes, take this outermost layer of gold box." ”

Ye Fan was naturally unceremonious, opened the outermost gold box, and handed the contents to Enlightenment, leaving this shell.

The acting head of the Kongtong faction was planning to seek the Buddha's relics, but Ye Fan wanted to see what he wanted this thing to do.

"Old monk, after we leave, you will spread the news that the relics have been stolen, and you will store them in another place, and when the time is ripe, I will inform you to put them back in their original places. ”

The enlightened master finally understood, and sighed: "Good, good, what the donor said made the poor monk suddenly, and the poor monk was too worried......"

"You know, Moying, why don't you leave?"

gave this woman a cold face, Ye Fan disappeared directly in front of the two of them, escaped out of Lingguang Temple in one step, and did not wait for her to come out to meet, followed into a taxi, and walked away!

This woman's series of behaviors completely annoyed Ye Fan, and she turned against her, did not keep her promises, played small tricks, and didn't give her a cold bench to sit on, she really thought she was fragrant!

Looking at the lights of thousands of homes outside the window, Wen Wanting stood in front of the window for a long time, late at night, but she couldn't sleep, tossing and turning, and couldn't sleep, so she had to get up and be stunned.

Even though she has been promoted to foreign minister, she still lives in this rented apartment, not for anything else, but because there have been many indelible memories here, which she can't forget or give up.

Tonight is the Lantern Festival, the capital is full of joy, family reunion, only she is alone, toasting to the bright moon, the shadow into three people.

Building 18 must be warm and harmonious at the moment, laughter and laughter are continuous, Wen Wanting doesn't dare to expect anything, her identity does not allow those things that make the world unbearable to be exposed in front of people's eyes, and it is enough to be able to feel his breath in the same city.

But I have been alone for countless days and nights, why can't I be calm today? Is it because of this noisy festival, or is it ......

"Wen Wanting, Wen Wanting, what are you thinking?"

"How could he leave so many people behind and come for you?"

Entanglement, bitterness, loneliness...... All melted into a sigh, Wen Wanting raised her neck and slowly swallowed the last sip of wine, the sweet and sour taste, just like her mood at the moment, longing, inexhaustible, and indescribable, lingering in her heart and difficult to disperse.

Turning around, Wen Wanting planned to pour another glass of wine to numb her nerves, but at this moment, she suddenly fell stupid, she couldn't believe her eyes!

Is it a hallucination...... It must be a hallucination! It must be the effect of alcohol!

Thinking of a person, how can he appear in front of him immediately?

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Wen Wanting's mouth, her expression was in a trance, swaying, carrying an empty wine glass, and walking towards the table.

"Drunk?" she grabbed one of her hands, and a smiling cheek appeared in front of her.

Wen Wanting's delicate body trembled like an electric shock, and the wine glass in her hand clanged to the ground!

"Is it you? is it really you? is it not a dream?"

"How can it be a dream...... Don't believe me, kiss you?" Ye Fan smiled and hugged the woman tightly.

Wen Wanting stared blankly at this longing face, and suddenly threw herself into Ye Fan's arms and cried loudly.

"Why are you here? What are they?" the woman cried as she hugged him tightly around her waist, fearing that it was just a ridiculous drunken dream, that he would suddenly disappear from her eyes.

"It's a big holiday, I can't let you drink here alone, I'll accompany you to have a few drinks!" Ye Fan patted her on the back and looked down at the woman with pear blossoms and rain in his arms.

Wen Wanting laughed while crying, her smile was so beautiful and so satisfying.

"I'm going to get the wine...... Xiao Fan, don't go!" Raising her hand to wipe away her tears, she pulled up her hair and ran to the small table.

Ye Fan smiled and nodded: "I'm not leaving." ”

Wen Wanting looked back at him from time to time, took out two brand-new goblets from the wine cabinet, and brought them to drink the remaining half of the red wine.