Mo Qing slept on the top bunk, pulled down the curtain, leaned on the pillow with his hands, and was depressed, he went to the capital to provoke him back, Li Yunxi's temperament is too terrifying, sometimes cold and sometimes hot, and Wei Shen has children again, these two are not suitable objects, and in her view, people are all high-powered, and in ancient times, marriage paid attention to the right family, and now according to novels and common sense, people like them, no matter how they get married, they have to get married, what they have in their own family, except for their own face, nothing else can be put on the table...... Mo Qing thought about it and remembered that Wei Shen had mentioned marrying him, but Li Yunxi had never improved, and he still used his hands and feet, if he hadn't been alert, he would have been eaten and wiped clean a long time ago......

"Mo Qing is this dormitory, someone is looking for you below!" pushed the door of the dormitory open, and a girl came in and asked.

"Someone is looking for me?" Mo Qing asked, pulling open the curtain and turning his head.

"It's a monk, a very handsome monk!" the girl said excitedly.

And the girls in the dormitory who hadn't left immediately began to gossip again.

"Qingqing, how do you know a monk, what is the monk looking for you?" Hey, let's go down and have a look," Li Yue said excitedly.

"Hey, what are you female perverts doing with you, I'm afraid that the little monk will scare away, what should I do!" Mo Qing slipped down from the top bunk jokingly, put on her shoes and took her wallet and hurried out, she thought to herself that it must be Wuhuan.

Running down from the fifth floor, not far away, I saw a monk surrounded by several girls, and some boys stood aside, not knowing what they were talking about.

"Hey. Monk, why don't you leave the girls' dormitory outside?" a girl was teasing him.

"People are looking for a girlfriend!" said another girl.

"Don't talk nonsense. A boy insisted.

……

Mo Qing walked over and heard these nonsense, and Wuhuan lowered his head. Standing under a tree with his hands folded, surrounded by a group of people, it was as if he had made a mistake, but it was obviously very restrained.

"Wu Huan, what's the matter with me?" Mo Qing parted the crowd.

Wu Huan heard Mo Qing's voice, breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and cast a Buddha name before carrying the bag behind him forward and said, "This is the donor's parents entrusted me to bring it!"

"Yes, thank you so much!" Mo Qing took the bag. After thinking about it, he said, "Well, you wait for me." I'll put things up and down, I'll look for you and have something to do!"

"......" Wuhuan nodded, watching Mo Qing happily run back to the stairs,

Watching the excitement did not disperse. Instead, he guessed which bedroom Mo Qing was. What is it called, which class is it from?

And there are those who follow down in the bedroom, and there are those who are lying on the balcony to watch, and now they are looking at Mo Qinghui's bedroom, and they have asked again.

"Qingqing, how do you know a monk, who is he?"

"Qingqing, what is this monk looking for you?"

"Hey. Qingqing, this monk still gave you something. What's this big bag?"

"Hey Qingqing, that monk is really good-looking, is it your boyfriend?"

……

Mo Qing said irritably: "Isn't spring coming recently, this monk is from my hometown, he knows my parents, my parents ask him to bring me something!"

Mo Qing opened the bag and saw that there were snacks such as fried rice, twist flowers, dried beef and other specialties from his hometown, Mo Qing had black lines, but he felt a little warm in his heart, after all, he was his own mother...... Mo Qing thought about it for a while, and called her mother to say that she had received something.

Mo Qing took out a lot of the snacks in his bag and put them on the table below.

"Oh, my mother brought it to me, you can eat, I'll go down first, there's something else!" After Mo Qing finished speaking, he hurried down regardless of the girls shouting.

Sure enough, there were still people surrounding the monk.

Because Mo Qing is usually very low-key, her hair is fluffy and messy, and her clothes are sloppy as much as possible, although everyone has more or less heard that there is an inconspicuous girl in the school who is actually very good-looking, but there are very few people who recognize Mo Qing, after all, there are still many girls who don't know how to dress up when they just enter college.

"Let's go!" Mo Qing took Wuhuan out to separate the crowd.

Seeing that Mo Qing and the monk were gone, those people gradually dispersed.

Go to a place where there are fewer people.

"Master Mo, what's the matter with finding a poor monk?" Wu Huan asked.

Mo Qing frowned, how did this guy do the monk do it so naturally, it was like he was wearing it.

"Have you eaten?" asked Mo Qing.

"Poor monk ......" Wuhuan twisted.

"Monks don't talk about it!" Mo Qing emphasized.

"The poor monk hasn't eaten yet!" said Wuhuan worriedly.

"Okay, I'll invite you to eat something!" Every time he is with Wu Huan, Mo Qing always feels very relaxed, even if Wu Huan is very pedantic, he may think that he is an honest man, and a monk is easy to bully, he can be unrestrained, Mo Qing thought so.

"Poor monks don't get meaty, every shop outside can be a poor monk, so don't bother the donor!"

"But where are you going to eat now, why don't we go buy some cakes, well, bread and eat together! By the way, are you going back to your school now? are you staying on campus?" Mo Qing asked.

"No, I live outside the school, if Master Mo has nothing else to do, please go back, the poor monk is going back." Wu Huan recited the Buddha name with his hands folded, every time he saw her, his calm heart was always ready to move, and he wanted to avoid it from afar, but Mo Lao Bene's entrustment he couldn't help but take it.

Seeing that Wuhuan was going to make trouble again, where was Mo Qing willing to let go, "Hey, you live outside, I'll go to your place to have a look, in case there is a time when the phone can't find you, I'll wait for you there!"

Wu Huan was shocked by Mo Qing's enthusiastic request, and his scalp was numb, and he immediately refused: "We are different from men and women, not to mention that the poor monk is a monk, it is better for Master Mo to avoid suspicion!"

Because he grew up with him, Mo Qing didn't care about him, and pouted: "I don't care, I'm in a bad mood today, if you accompany me, I'm going to you!"

Wuhuan frowned, looked up at Mo Qing seriously, and said, "What bad things happened to the donor, do you need the help of the poor monk?"

Mo Qing had a sad face, and the corners of his lips tugged at this moment, and he smiled bitterly: "You can help me." Just stay with me for a while, well, you must be very quiet there. I'll stay with you for a while!"

Wuhuan had no choice but to take Mo Qing home to collect it.

And Yu Lianxi and Yu Liandong, who came in a hurry over there, learned that Mo Qing had left with a monk, and they hurried to know the monk's residence.

Wu Huan's house is a one-bedroom, one-living room and a kitchen, on the twelfth floor, and at the same time the top floor, there are few houses with such a height in this neighborhood, and this building is relatively old in this neighborhood. There is no elevator and it is difficult to climb.

Mo Qing rested in the living room for a while, and Wuhuan had already poured a bowl of boiling water for her.

"Poor monk, there is no one else here on weekdays. There's no tea, and there's no teacup!" said without apologetic.

"It doesn't matter. Mo Qing tried the boiling water, it was not too hot, but he was so tired from climbing the stairs that he couldn't breathe. You can't just drink water at this time.

Seeing that Wuhuan turned around and left, it seemed that he was going to do something again.

Mo Qing sighed and said, "You can sit down for a while." ”

The living room was well lit. The sunset spilled into the kitchen, and some hit the floor of the living room, and although the window outside the living room could not see the sunset, it could see the blue sky and white clouds. The decoration of the whole house is very simple, the furniture is very ordinary, the old-fashioned bamboo benches look very old, including the coffee table or something, they are very old.

"No joy. How much is the rent of this house, and I want to live outside!" Mo Qing asked.

Wuhuan was in the kitchen, and his hand paused. said: "This house is not rented. ”

"It's not rented, it's in your temple, and you still have real estate here in your temple?" Mo Qing said curiously.

"No, this house was left by my poor monks. ”

"Oh, that's it, I'm sorry!" Mo Qing stuck out his tongue, he would become a monk at the beginning, it must have been because his parents died, he couldn't afford to read, he couldn't even afford to eat, and he was so young, so he became a monk.

There was silence inside for a moment before he said, "It's okay!"

Mo Qing was bored in the living room and took a few Buddhist classics that were originally neatly placed on the table and flipped through them, flipping through them, as well as Sanskrit, I couldn't understand them at all, and after flipping through them for a while, I found that Wuhuan didn't come out of the kitchen, so he stood up and walked to the kitchen, and asked as he went, "Wuhuan, what are you doing?"

And Wuhuan was busy cooking noodles.

He was very conflicted before, and he wanted to stay in the living room with Mo Qing, but he was afraid of this, so he hid in the kitchen, and after entering the kitchen, he remembered that Mo Qing had said that he wanted to invite himself to eat, and she probably didn't eat either, so Wuhuan began to cook noodles.

"Hey, you have noodles and vegetables here, with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, it's very complete. ”――

Well, it's already an old rule, alas

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Because Mo Qing is usually very low-key, her hair is fluffy and messy, and her clothes are sloppy as much as possible, although everyone has more or less heard that there is an inconspicuous girl in the school who is actually very good-looking, but there are very few people who recognize Mo Qing, after all, there are still many girls who don't know how to dress up when they just enter college.

"Let's go!" Mo Qing took Wuhuan out to separate the crowd.

Seeing that Mo Qing and the monk were gone, those people gradually dispersed.

Go to a place where there are fewer people.

"Master Mo, what's the matter with finding a poor monk?" Wu Huan asked.

Mo Qing frowned, how did this guy do the monk do it so naturally, it was like he was wearing it.

"Have you eaten?" asked Mo Qing.

"Poor monk ......" Wuhuan twisted.

"Monks don't talk about it!" Mo Qing emphasized.

"The poor monk hasn't eaten yet!" said Wuhuan worriedly.

"Okay, I'll invite you to eat something!" Every time he is with Wu Huan, Mo Qing always feels very relaxed, even if Wu Huan is very pedantic, he may think that he is an honest man, and a monk is easy to bully, he can be unrestrained, Mo Qing thought so.

"Poor monks don't get meaty, every shop outside can be a poor monk, so don't bother the donor!"

"But where are you going to eat now, why don't we go buy some cakes, well, bread and eat together! By the way, are you going back to your school now? are you staying on campus?" Mo Qing asked.

"No, I live outside the school, if Master Mo has nothing else to do, please go back, the poor monk is going back." Wu Huan recited the Buddha name with his hands folded, every time he saw her, his calm heart was always ready to move, and he wanted to avoid it from afar, but Mo Lao Bene's entrustment he couldn't help but take it.

Seeing that Wuhuan was going to make trouble again, where was Mo Qing willing to let go, "Hey, you live outside, I'll go to your place to have a look, in case there is a time when the phone can't find you, I'll wait for you there!"

Wu Huan was shocked by Mo Qing's enthusiastic request, and his scalp was numb, and he immediately refused: "We are different from men and women, not to mention that the poor monk is a monk, it is better for Master Mo to avoid suspicion!"

Because he grew up with him, Mo Qing didn't care about him, and pouted: "I don't care, I'm in a bad mood today, if you accompany me, I'm going to you!"

Wuhuan frowned, looked up at Mo Qing seriously, and said, "What bad things happened to the donor, do you need the help of the poor monk?"

Mo Qing with a sad face, the corners of his lips tugged at this moment, and he smiled bitterly: "You can help me, just accompany me for a while, well, you must be very quiet there, I'll go to your place for a while!"

Wuhuan had no choice but to take Mo Qing home to collect it.

And Yu Lianxi and Yu Liandong, who came in a hurry over there, learned that Mo Qing had left with a monk, and they hurried to know the monk's residence.

Wu Huan's house is a one-bedroom, a living room and a kitchen, on the twelfth floor, and at the same time the top floor, there are few houses such a high in this neighborhood, and this building is relatively old in this neighborhood, there is no elevator, it is difficult to climb.

Mo Qing rested in the living room for a while, and Wuhuan had already poured a bowl of boiling water for her.

"The poor monk doesn't have anyone else here on weekdays, no tea is prepared, and there are no teacups!" said without apologies.

"It doesn't matter. Mo Qing tried boiling water, it was not too hot, but he was so tired from climbing the stairs that he couldn't breathe, and he couldn't drink water at this time.

Seeing that Wuhuan turned around and left, it seemed that he was going to do something again.

Mo Qing sighed and said, "You can sit down for a while." ”

The light in the living room was very good, and the sunset sprinkled into the kitchen, and some hit the floor of the living room, and the window outside the living room could not see the sunset, but could see the blue sky and white clouds. The decoration of the whole house is very simple, the furniture is very ordinary, the old-fashioned bamboo benches look very old, including the coffee table or something, they are very old.

"Wu Huan, how much is the rent of this house, I also want to live outside!" Mo Qing asked.

Wuhuan was in the kitchen, paused with his hand, and said, "This house is not rented. ”

"It's not rented, it's in your temple, and you still have real estate here in your temple?" Mo Qing said curiously.

"No, this house was left by my poor monks. ”

"Oh, that's it, I'm sorry!" Mo Qing stuck out his tongue, he would become a monk at the beginning, it must have been because his parents died, he couldn't afford to read, he couldn't even afford to eat, and he was so young, so he became a monk.

There was silence inside for a moment before he said, "It's okay!"

Mo Qing is in the guest (to be continued.) )