Chapter 583, Zang Feng!
Chapter 583, Zang Feng!
"At war?" Qin Luo said. "You're going to find out this to him?"
"No, I don't." Wen Ren Muyue said. "He knows what I'm going to do."
Qin Luo smiled bitterly. Are all smart people so connected?
"However, you better take care of your body first. You are not allowed to leave this sanatorium without my consent. Qin Luo said. You eat mine, wear me, and live mine. Listen to me, naturally. That's the price I need to pay for raising you. β
Wen Ren Muyue did not object to Qin Luo's words, she looked down at the clothes on her body and said, "I want to take a bath." And a change of clothes is required. β
"Clothes?" Only then did Qin Luo remember that when he forcibly took Wenren Muyue out of the Wenren mansion, he didn't help her bring a change of clothes at all. Where is the clothes for her to change now?
originally wanted to call Ma Yue to send it, but he was worried that this would expose Wenren Muyue's hiding place, so he gave up such a plan. said: "I'll go and see if she has any clothes to lend you to wear." You two are about the same size, so you should be able to wear them. β
"I don't wear other people's clothes." Wen Ren Muyue said. "I don't think she'll borrow it."
Qin Luo was helpless and said, "I'll go and boil you a dose of medicine, and you drink the medicine after breakfast." I'll go out and buy you clothes. β
"I want jeans and a plaid shirt." Wen Ren Muyue said.
Qin Luo smiled. The style of the clothes she said was exactly what he bought for her that night in Taiwan. I didn't expect her to keep remembering.
"Two pairs of cloth shoes." Wen Ren Muyue didn't look at Qin Luo's smug face, and said to herself.
"Okay. No problem. Qin Luo said with a smile. This woman's request is always so easy to solve.
What she lacks is a simple life.
Qin Luo is no stranger to shopping malls, and when he first came to Yanjing, he often went to the major shopping malls in Yanjing.
However, since he fell in love with Lin Huanxi, all his life matters such as food, clothing, housing and transportation were taken care of by Lin Huanxi. He is also getting busier and busier at work, and is often not even out of the country. As a result, there is less and less time to visit the mall.
He asked Datou to carry him to the door of Yanjing's largest palace department store, and said to Datou: "You wait outside for a while, I'll come out soon." β
He had to buy clothes and shoes for Wenren Muyue, and even underwear and underwear. Why are you embarrassed to let the big head follow behind?
"Okay." The big head agreed sullenly. Whatever Qin Luo says, he will do. There has never been a word of complaint, and he is a 100% trustworthy bodyguard.
As for buying a woman with her mouth, Qin Luo is no stranger to it. When I was in Taiwan, I bought it for Wenren Muyue, bought it for Mi Zi'an, and was secretly photographed by reporters-
Thinking of this, Qin Luo felt a little ashamed of Lin Huanxi in his heart. They're boyfriend and girlfriend, and he hasn't bought her a gift yet.
Qin Luo decided to buy a set of xìng underwear for Lin Huanxi, and after gesturing with his hands for a while, he was still not sure how many cups Lin Huanxi's breasts were.
"Forget it. Let's buy a trench coat first. Qin Luo thought.
He first found the Levi store in the palace mall, and chose two pairs of jeans, two plaid shirts with different faces, two pairs of blue canvas sneakers and a dozen cloth socks.
After settling the bill, he went to the Weizi Nu Xìng mouth store on the same floor. Fortunately, there were not too many people in the store during this time period, which made Qin Luo's mood relax a lot.
"Sir, how can I help you?" Weizi is an international women's underwear brand store, and the service attitude is very good. Seeing a guest come in, a beautiful female shopping guide wearing a black sè suit greeted her.
"I want to buy a set of women's underwear." Qin Luo said. Seeing this woman's eyes tracing around his face, Qin Luo hurriedly explained, "It's not me who wears it. I bought it for my friend. β
The last time I was in Taiwan, I was misunderstood that I had that kind of bad habits, which made Qin Luo remember it deeply. As soon as he saw the woman staring at him with such eyes, he felt a little nervous in his heart.
"I understand." The female shopping guide laughed out loud. "Men often come to buy underwear for their girlfriends, and we're all used to it. Only caring men do this, and you must be very happy to be your girlfriend. β
Qin Luo said embarrassedly: "It's not my girlfriend." β
"Isn't it?"
"It's not. - Not yet. Qin Luo thought depressedly, why did he talk to her so much? I want that black sΓ¨. B cup. Then choose two more panties of the same kind for me. β
When Qin Luo came out, he had already asked Wenren Muyue about the news. Wenren Muyue didn't hide it, and told him very generously.
"Okay. Please wait. The female shopping guide walked over and packed all the underwear and underwear that Qin Luo had chosen, and then took Qin Luo to the cashier to check out.
After burying the order, Qin Luo was about to leave with a small bag.
"Mr. Qin Luo." The female shopping guide shouted.
Qin Luo turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?" β
"Could you please sign my name?" The girl said excitedly.
"You-" He looked at her in surprise, he didn't expect to meet a 'fan' in such a place.
"I know it's you." The girl said with a ruddy face. "I like you. My colleagues and I talk a lot about you. β
"yes, yes." The girl in charge of the cashier also nodded in agreement. "I've seen your video in Korea. It's so handsome. β
"Sign me tooβ"
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Worried that more and more people would gather, Qin Luo hurriedly took the pen and signed it, and then ran away quickly with his head down.
When his figure disappeared as the elevator descended, a handsome blond man walked in.
Seeing that a few people who had guests coming and were gathered to talk about their intimate contact with idols quickly separated, a female shopping guide quickly greeted her and said in English: "Sir, is there anything I can do to help you?" β
"Yes." The blonde man smiled gently.
"What do you want to buy?"
"Money."
"Money?"
"Yes." The blonde man said. "Sell me the money that the man in the robe paid you just now, and I'll exchange it for you in dollars of the same denomination."
In other words, he was willing to exchange one hundred dollars for the one hundred Huaxia coins that Qin Luo had used just now.
"Sir, this-" The female shopping guide has never encountered a customer who has made such a request.
"I'm also a fan of Mr. Qin Luo. Can you please fulfill my little wishes? The man said pleadingly. While speaking, he also took out a few dollar yarns and put them in the hands of the shopping guide.
Beautiful men and beautiful yarns are enough to kill most women in seconds.
Of course, our female shopping guide is also within the range of most women.
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Chill Temple.
Far away in the suburbs of Beijing, for most Chinese people and even Yanjing locals, they don't know that there is such a temple.
Naturally, the incense here is not at its peak.
There are only two monks in the Hanyi Temple, one old and one young. The old monk is the host, and the little monk is the disciple. This is somewhat similar to the Heavenly Machine Dao, the first small sect in the world that Qin Luo joined.
Usually very few people come to burn incense and worship the Buddha in the Hanyi Temple, today came to the guests, under a leafy Bodhi tree, the abbot in a plain robe sat opposite each other and a young son.
The unintentional master has a fat head and big ears, a round face, and a very good state of the jΔ«ng god. He had a set of washed white gray monk robes and Buddhist beads around his neck. It is not like a promising monk who lives a hard life in the deep mountains and old forests, but like an impostor monk who sells amulets on the streets of the bustling city with a cloth bag and meets people.
After the little monk brought the fragrant tea, he made a gesture and quickly retreated.
Master Wu Wu carried a teapot and personally poured a cup of tea for Brother Gongzi, and said, "Your favorite chΕ«n tea." The first crop just picked this year, you try it. β
The young man put it to his nose and sniffed it for a long time, and then took a sip and said, "Tea is good tea." It's a pity that there will be no more blessings in the future. β
Master Unintentional smiled and said: "The young apprentice's name is no Feng, no name and no surname, no father and no mother. It's the child I picked up. He has been by my side since I was a child, he can pick and fry tea, and he can make good teaβif you don't give up, let him serve you in the future. β
"You want me to keep him alive?" The man asked with a smile.
"There is a head for grievances, and there is a master for debts. Whoever sows the cause of evil should swallow the result. Master Unintentional smiled. Most young people who believe in Buddhism should understand this truth. β
"I used to believe it, but now I don't believe it." The man shook his head. "I'm just curious. Who instructed you to do this? Surname Bai? Or is it a surname? β
"Don't say. The Buddha said that it cannot be said. The unintentional master clasped his hands together and said with a smile on his face.
"The Buddha didn't teach you to lie."
"Yes. So I don't say. If you don't say it, you don't lie. If you don't cheat, you don't violate. β
"If you don't say it, I'll kill Wu Feng?" The man put down the cup in his hand and said.
"That's the certainty." Master Unintentional said. "If you don't let him serve you, I'll take him with me to serve the Buddha."
"What a devout believer." The man slammed the cup in his hand on the ground with a 'snap' and smashed it. He said angrily: "The Buddha ignores you, but you regard him as a god." I respect you, respect you, believe in you, raise you, but you betray me like this? β
"All virtues are perfected, and all evils are extinguished." Master Unintentional said. "God jΔ«ng gave me the Buddha, if I don't give it up, this rotten body will be given to Da Shao."
The man took out a black pistol from his arms, aimed it at the head of the unintentional master, and pulled the trigger fiercely.
Syllable!
The Unintentional Master's head was like a tomato smashed by someone with a punch, shattered and blood splattered.
While!
While!
While!
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Nine bells rang on the top of the mountain, which was the number of ceremonies when the abbot passed away.
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