At this moment, there was silence in the car, and the sound of each other's breathing could be heard, Xia Youman lowered his head, crossed his hands and clenched them tightly, and put them on his lap! King Jing sensed her nervousness, and looked down to see her clenched hands, not white, wheat-colored skin, fleshy, and very tender. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info The whole car is full of the faint fragrance of her body, which makes people can't help but want to get closer!

Xia Youman took this kind of car for the first time, swaying, plus he didn't sleep well last night, leaning on the side of the car and falling asleep, it was natural for Zhou Gong to go!

King Jing has a feeling of being ignored, no one has ever dared not take him seriously, and this person is still his princess! Looking at her eyelashes with her eyes closed and slightly curled, she is very quiet and sleeping, just like a painting!

Realize your gaffe, turn your head, close your eyes, and recuperate! When the car stopped at Qing'an Temple, King Jing got up and jumped out of the carriage and entered the temple.

"Miss, we're here." Ling'er lifted the curtain to call for summer!

Xia Youman got out of the carriage and looked up at the temple surrounded by green pine forests, which was small but solemn. I smelled the smell of incense from afar, intermittently walking, and some coming and going in and out of Qing'an Temple!

Xia Youman entered the temple and bowed sincerely in front of the Buddha: he muttered in a low voice, "My respected Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, for my sake, please make my future life easier, don't tease me anymore, Xia Youman is here to kowtow to you." With only three crisp sounds of the forehead touching the ground, it attracted the sideways eyes of everyone on the side!

When I came to a wishing tree, I saw that many people were buying red silk to write wishes, as a kind of spiritual sustenance! Xia Youman also joined in the fun, hesitating to pick up the pen, not knowing how to write, Ling'er stepped forward, "Miss, what's wrong with you, why are you still having trouble writing what you want?" ”

When these words appeared in Xia Youman's mind, Xia Youman pinched himself hard, and finally put down the pen, "As long as you live up to it, I will!"

After writing, I looked at the words I wrote stupidly, not sure, and suspicious! When she shook her head, Ling'er stepped forward, "Miss, Ling'er will help you tie it!" Xia Youman gave the red silk to Ling'er, and just as he was about to leave, he remembered something again, and hurriedly said, "Ling'er, let's come!" ”

Xia Youman suddenly thought that her heart was sincere, she didn't want to beg the Bodhisattva with her front foot, forget it with her back foot, and be cured of a "crime of disrespect", and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to find the door when she cried! Besides, at present, I can only rely on him, don't look at anything else, look at the child's face, at least I can live a clean life, think about taking the red silk again, and find a relatively clean branch to tie it!

Listening to the sound of wooden fish and chanting, there is a feeling of cleansing the soul!

Walking along the path to the pavilion on the mountain, the whole way is very clean, and you can still hear the sound of wooden fish and chanting scriptures in the distance, only to understand that it still has such a deep penetrating power.

Walking and walking, someone came to report, "Princess, the prince has an urgent matter to go back, and he has already said hello to the host, if you want, you can stay here for a few days, if you don't want to, you can go back in the afternoon!" ”

"Okay, let's stay for a few days, it's rare to have such an opportunity!" After Xia Youman finished speaking, he continued to walk up the mountain.

When I arrived at the pavilion on the top of the mountain, I saw the cigarette curling on the temple from a distance, and the sun was shining on the mountain, bright and dazzling!