Chapter 4 Music
She looked at the private messages on her phone that she didn't have time to read yesterday, and they all cared about her, reminded her to pay attention to safety, and even volunteered to act as a bodyguard. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
She slowly held the phone, and her eyes grew colder and colder.
Relying on others can only live passively.
She thought.
Next, she has to take the initiative to control everything.
She opened the door slightly, pulled back unsuspectingly, and a heavy body fell in at once.
She was a little taken aback, and subconsciously took a step back.
Yan Tiannan was awakened, opened his sleepy eyes and smiled: "Good morning." ”
"You're not going to sit here all night, are you?" She asked uncertainly, but it looked like he had actually been sitting here all night.
Yan Tiannan stood up and scratched his head embarrassedly: "I, I'm going to cook." ”
She sighed and hurriedly stopped him: "No need, you go to rest, I'll cook, I'll call you when the meal is ready." ”
"Ah, that's not good...
"There's nothing bad about it, originally I was hired to make tea, not a nanny, and it was your kindness and not your obligation to cook for me, remember?" Her tone was unconsciously detached.
Yan Tiannan nodded at a loss, and a little sadness suddenly appeared in his heart.
This kind of sadness is different from the feeling he felt yesterday because he was sad because he saw her sad, but he couldn't say what was different.
Maybe it was because he didn't sleep well last night, maybe it was something else, but he didn't have a good appetite anyway.
Seeing his lack of interest, Lu Xiaomei tasted the dishes she made suspiciously: "Isn't it unappetizing?" ”
"No, no, it's delicious." He hurriedly replied that this was the first time he had eaten her cooking, and it was really delicious, but he couldn't eat it at all.
"It's okay, if you don't like it, you have to say it, the main thing is that my clerk used to be like a rice bucket, and I could boast of flowers in whatever I did, so slowly I didn't pay so much attention."
"He, I mean your former clerk, will he ever come back?" Yan Tiannan asked hesitantly.
Lu Xiaomei was stunned: "Of course he will, he just asked for leave, and he will almost be back when I start school next year." ”
"Oh." There was no interest, but there was no rice left, and he drank all the porridge in the bowl in one go.
"Are you afraid that you won't be able to wait for my sister?" Lu Xiaomei also finished drinking the porridge, propped herself on the table with one hand, and looked at him with a smile.
Yan Tiannan was stunned, and Lu Xiaomei in front of her seemed to suddenly become extremely unfamiliar.
"You don't have to worry about this, what if Zhou Jingyang is right? This serial killer is my demon sister, maybe she will come to kill me in the next few days, and when the time comes, just tell her what you want, I've seen your skills, and she can't hurt you. Lu Xiaomei chuckled, but there was a hint of uncomfortable ridicule in her tone.
His hand under the table clenched his fists secretly.
"If it's not this time," Lu Xiaomei suddenly stood up, propped up on the table with one hand, leaned forward slightly, grabbed his chin with the other, eyebrows and eyes were slightly furrowed, and the corners of her mouth were raised.
"Even if Zhang Dian comes back, I will let you stay, but there is a small condition, do you agree?"
"On what terms?" Yan Tiannan shrank back a little uncomfortably.
But Lu Xiaomei suddenly pulled him back, looked him in the eyes, and said word by word: "As long as you sleep with me, isn't it cost-effective to sleep for half a month for one night?" ”
Her warm breath hit his face, and Yan Tiannan's body suddenly froze together, unable to move.
His face turned pale all of a sudden, and he couldn't believe his ears, as if he had been hit in the head by a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and as if someone had poured a basin of ice water from head to toe, his whole body was numb.
"How? Isn't that reasonable? Her hand rubbed against her longing face, so fine skin and tender flesh, so smooth, she couldn't stop her movements.
There seemed to be a "coaxing" in his ears again, as if he had been pricked by the tip of a needle.
He frowned tightly and closed his eyes, and put his hands together on his chest: "Girl, please respect yourself!" ”
Lu Xiaomei felt funny, pushed the rice bowl aside sideways, and sat down on it, but still kept her hands on his cheek: "Self-respect? Self-respecting what? I'm losing weight, why should I be weighted? ”
Yan Tiannan's mouth suddenly whispered the scriptures quickly, although Lu Xiaomei didn't understand it very well, but it was estimated that she was familiar with the few sentences.
"Are you thinking that color is emptiness, and emptiness is color?" Her heart suddenly moved slightly.
"When you read this, is it possible that you are already tempted? Otherwise, why do you suddenly brainwash yourself? She covered his mouth, "You monk is hypocritical, you don't even dare to admit your own desires, and what do you say about purifying sentient beings." ”
Yan Tiannan was stunned, and his lips were pursed together.
"Why, am I not right? If you abandon your thoughts and emotions, will you be happy? She leaned forward again, seeing the tips of their noses touching.
"What Buddhism pursues is not the happiness of the five desires, but the happiness of being free from suffering, the absolute happiness of seeing the mind and dwelling in emptiness after enlightenment, and wishing all sentient beings eternal happiness without suffering is one of the purposes of my practice." Yan Tiannan tried his best to suppress his urge to jump.
"Then I am also one of the sentient beings, and you are willing to let me get the happiness of being free of suffering, if you promise, I will be free of suffering, are you willing?"
"All the ways are promising, like dream bubbles, and the cultivation of the little monk cannot reach the realm of relieving the girl's suffering."
"Sophistry." She reproached.
"This is not sophistry, but the little monk expounded in a responsible manner."
"Then you mean that what I said is not right, don't you know that there is a famous saying in your Buddhist scriptures, which says: You are a true practitioner, and you have not seen the world?"
Yan Tiannan groaned: "It's the little monk who is wrong. ”
"You are wrong again, you are also a person in the world, and you should not be seen." Her lips touched his earlobe, intentionally or unintentionally.
In an instant, his whole body tensed like a stone, and he stood up spasmodically and took two or three steps back.
"You!" He looked at Lu Xiaomei and couldn't speak.
Lu Xiaomei just laughed, laughing louder and louder, more and more presumptuous, she unbuttoned herself one by one, and suddenly, a piece of spring light under her neck was revealed.
Yan Tiannan's face froze, and he turned around and wanted to grab the door.
And Lu Xiaomei shook her hand back violently, and played an invisible force, and all the doors in the house slammed into each other, and the heaven and earth locks were also locked.
For a moment, he didn't know where else he could flee.