Gu Xing's eyelashes quickly shook twice, as if he was startled by Yu Yu's sudden move, but he didn't struggle, his chin was pinched in his hand, and his fingers were rubbing on his skin intentionally or unintentionally, facing the pair of cold and somewhat playful eyes, Gu Xing only felt helpless, "Please respect yourself." ”

Although he can know that this is his own little cub based on perception alone, but Yu Yu will still cautiously confirm it again in each world, which in the eyes of Gu Xing, the right minister not only has no self-respect, but also grabbed his wrist holding the Buddha bead.

He has been a monk since he was a child, although he is not as delicate and defensive as men in this world, but he has also been taught that he is a monk and a man, to know the word self-respect, when he has been so light, he was suddenly a little annoyed, he wanted to brush away the man's hand, but there was a warm breath on the wrist that was familiar with the way through the veins all the way, he frowned and pursed his lips to stop himself from sighing.

The heart was pulled up fiercely, and it jumped twice.

How could he mess up his mind and practice for many years, he shouldn't be like this!

He disengaged the clamps of his wrists and chin, whispered a Buddha name, lowered his eyes and began to recite the scriptures, but no, no longer like in the past, when there are fluctuations in his heart, the scriptures will calm him and help him practice with the calmest state of mind, his heart is like having his own thoughts, sensing the existence of the people around him, greedy and crazy beating heavily.

The Buddha beads twisted faster and faster, and his heart became more and more chaotic, until a pair of hands that were not soft but slender and warm covered his hands, "My heart is all messed up, how can I still chant the scriptures." ”

The woman's hand has been fighting and training all year round, and there is a thin callus, and when she holds his hand, it is a little itchy, all the way to the tip of her heart.

Gu Xing felt annoyed for the first time, and he even wondered if he was right or wrong to go down the mountain this time.

How should this man cross her?

Seeing people is really annoyed, Yu Yu doesn't tease him anymore, it's really because this little bald man is spotless and the appearance of an old monk makes her fresh, even if you don't have a love word in your practice, even if you are high, I will pull you down the clouds.

You can't escape

Taking a few steps back and widening the distance, Yu Yu wanted to walk out of the main hall, and when she was about to cross the threshold, she didn't turn her head, leaving only Gu Xing with a back, "The holy monk still wants to stay in my courtyard?" ”

After a few seconds, Gu Xing's tone had regained his indifference, and a soft voice floated over, like a breeze, "Naturally, I want it." ”

Raising his legs, stepping out, raising the hem of his clothes, Yu Yu happily ordered, "Clean up the West Wing for the Holy Monk!" ”

"Yes"

"Yes"

The little guy in the house looked at his nose and nose, and respectfully obeyed it.

Only Langmo was a little worried, and when he saw Yu Yu coming out, he hurriedly stepped forward, "But Miss, your courtyard only..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Yu Yu, "He chose it himself, no wonder I am." ”

The pupils of Wuwen and Lang Mo Wenyan both grew slightly, and their breathing paused in shock

Is that what they think?!

The ancient line is Qing Xiu, from the Qianhuang Temple all the way down the mountain to the right prime minister's house, there is no one to accompany at all, except for a letter to inform the empress in advance, the empress has sent someone to protect in secret, but in the eyes of outsiders, this is a handsome monk, he sent the door of the right minister, and was welcomed in.

Qianhuang Temple belongs to the royal family, and it is rarely open to the people all year round, so the people only hear the name of the holy lotus monk, and do not know its appearance.