"Beauty is nothing but skin."

"Isn't it true that monks don't have aesthetics?"

"In the eyes of the little monk, there is no difference between a beautiful skeleton and a skeleton."

"It's boring......"

Hua Xi said a few words, but she couldn't say any more, the breeze in the bamboo forest was warm, and she slowly lay on Wujiang's back and fell asleep......

In the dream, she saw a pool of black lotus flowers blooming, no stars and no moon, the night was dark, and in the strange black lotus, a black-robed and solemn figure stood with his back to her from afar, and the inky black mist around him slowly rose.

Hua Xi suddenly opened her eyes, the gorgeous remnant sun on the horizon came into her eyes, the warm breeze blew from afar, and the sound of the rustling of leaves was like a gentle and distant music.

She leaned into a warm embrace, not knowing how long she slept......

Hua Xi slowly raised his head and saw a pointed chin, white and clean, not even the shadow of the stubble, with good-looking facial features and clear eyebrows.

There was a beautiful girl sleeping in his arms, and he actually closed his eyes, sat still, and was calm and calm...... Chanting......

This monk ......

Frowning slightly, a nice smell of sandalwood came from him, peaceful and peaceful, as if he was in a soft ball of cotton.

"Is the donor awake?" Wujiang's voice came from the top of his head, always calm and calm, with a shallow smile, "I'm sorry, I'm a little tired, so I'll rest here for a while." ”

"What are you holding me for?" Hua Xi asked deliberately, looking up at his face.

He didn't blush, but said calmly, "You slept deeply." ”

"You can let me lean on you, or wake me up." Hua Xi didn't let him go.

Boundless silence.

Hua Xi seemed to see the dawn of victory, and said with a smile: "Little monk, in fact, you want to take advantage of me while I am asleep, right?" ”

"The little monk didn't." He said immediately.

The monk of Fanyin Temple, who is so calm and calm, is finally a little flustered!

"I'm asleep anyway, and I don't know what you've done." Hua Xi raised his eyes to look at his somewhat helpless Qingjun face, raised his eyebrows, and looked at him holding his hand, "What, are you still reluctant to let go of me?" ”

"Amitabha." Wujiang quickly let go of his hand, still reciting the Buddha in his mouth.

Hua Xi snickered, he could have sat up properly, but he pretended to fall, 'oops'.

Wujiang stretched out his hand to take her back again, with a worried and apologetic look: "I'm sorry, are you okay?" ”

Hua Xi looked at him, and suddenly laughed out loud, and joked leisurely: "Look, I know that you can't bear me, if you want to hug, I'll let you hug it for a while." ”

Even the most stupid person knew that she was teasing him just now.

But Wujiang didn't see any anger, always looked indifferent, slowly let go, supported her back with one hand, helped her up, and let her sit down.

The action is meticulous, but he also keeps to himself, and does not take advantage of the slightest overstep.

Hua Xi looked at him with a smile, Wujiang turned his eyes, suddenly touched her clear eyes, immediately moved away, folded his hands, closed his eyes and said a few words, and opened his eyes after a while, his eyes were quiet and peaceful.

"Why does the donor want to play tricks on me?"

"I didn't." Hua Xi flatly denied it.

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