The little monk was stunned for half an hour, feeling as if his soul had left his body. Invite Xingte wanted to knock his head as a wooden fish, "Silly monk, why are you in a daze." He sighed, "Forget it, it's the same if I hold you." ”

The little monk hurriedly stepped back.

This retreat really hit the wall.

The back of the head hurts.

At the moment when Invite Xing stretched out his arm, the ghost sent a god, and he quickly approached her, hugging her very tightly.

He heard his own heartbeat.

Boom...... Boom.

When inviting the star to step into the air with light skills, the little monk closed his eyes because of fear of heights. The wind blew her hair across his face, his face was a little itchy, and his eyes narrowed into a slit, and then slowly opened them.

Confirming that she was not looking at him, the little monk was relieved and secretly exhaled a long breath.

His face burned terribly.

It's a good thing she didn't find out.

He felt as if his brain had been flooded with a lot of water, and he had a few live fish, and he couldn't think normally.

Why are there so many people on the street, she just grabbed him. He is not handsome or rich, so why is he targeted.

is as good-looking as she is, there should be a lot of people who like it, why do you say that you want to marry him, because he looks stupid, so he teases him casually and treats him as a pastime when he is bored?

Why did she ask him for a drink?

He couldn't figure it out.

He wanted to ask, but he was worried about distracting her.

After a while.

He forgot what he had just thought, and the fragrance in her hair inexplicably invaded his mind, and he felt that his brain was even more confused.

When he arrived at the place, he dug up the wine that had been hidden for a long time.

Two large altars.

She hugged an altar.

and another altar was stuffed into him.

The little monk followed her, "Where is this going?" The star who led the way in front replied, "The house I used to live in." A few years ago, she hired a carpenter and bricklayer to build a house nearby, less than a mile from where the wine was buried, and it would not take long to walk.

The little monk followed.

"I can't live in that house a few times a year, but I've just cleaned it up recently." Very clean. ”

Little Monk: "Do you always live in a different place?" ”

Last time it was the National Teacher's Office.

This time on the edge of a field outside the city.

"Hmm. I don't like to be in the same place all the time. Invite Xing said, "No matter how good the scenery is, you will get tired of seeing too much." The little monk thought, he is not even a landscape, how long will she get tired of him.

Little Monk: "How old are you?" ”

Invite Star: "Twenty." ”

The little monk suspected that she was cheating, obviously she looked like she was at most a teenager, a girl, like a breeze.

Invite Star: "What are you asking for?" ”

Invite Star: "Do you think I'm old?" ”

She turned her head and glanced at him, very disapprehensive of the age gap between the two people, "Although you are younger than me, I am not an old cow eating grass, at most a young cow eating grass." ”

Little Monk: "......"

Tender cows, small grass......

It's stupid, and I often don't know what to say, and I can't take it anymore.

He's not grass.

He is a monk.

Savor her words again.

She is a tender cow.

He's grass.

Young cows eat grass.

She eats him......

Caught off guard, his face turned red.

He kept a straight face, "Can you be serious when you speak in the future?" "Don't always say things that can be misleading. He was always confused and crooked. Invite Yue: "When did I not take it seriously?" ”

The little monk muttered, "Every time." ”

Not once serious.

It's not serious every time.

Invite Xing: "Less wronged, I can't be serious anymore." I like you, and it just so happens that you drink a lot, so what's wrong with asking you for a drink? I haven't seen how unhappy you are every time, and my coercive methods have not been used. ”

She loves him...... It's a lie.

She didn't look like the kind of person who would like him.

He has nothing to like.

What she liked about him.

The little monk thought sullenly.

She looked for him, and he wanted to firmly refuse every time, far away, but either his brain was out of control or his legs didn't obey.

He couldn't refuse her.

No matter how he thought about it, he felt that she was deceiving people, but after thinking about it several times, he couldn't think of anything for a monk to be deceived. He didn't have anything, could it be, "You don't want to trick me into going with you and find a trafficker to sell me." ”

Invite Star: "!! ”

What a stupid monk.