Wen Ling got up from the bed, and then began to wear them one by one to Ji Chenghuai.

Obviously, the underwear was originally worn, and now it is a coat on top, but I don't know why, Ji Chenghuai always feels that this scene is particularly red-faced.

He didn't even dare to look at it, for fear that he would have other thoughts like this.

But he has no experience now, and he still needs to learn, so he can't mess around.

Moreover, Buddhism is quiet, and he is not too easy to mess around.

But the little girl's movements are full of flirtatious meanings.

No matter how messy Ji Chenghuai is, he will be hooked up by the little girl.

"Ji Chenghuai, why don't you look at me, how can you not look at me?" Ji Chenghuai just narrowed his eyes slightly, and he could hear Wen Ling's soft and coquettish voice.

Soft like a cloud, sweet like sugar, so Ji Chenghuai couldn't refuse at all.

Suppressing all kinds of impulses in his heart, Ji Chenghuai raised his head again.

As a result, a little girl came on.

Wen Ling had already put it on, and then pounced.

Ji Chenghuai was afraid that she would fall, so he caught the person steadily.

"Ji Chenghuai, let's eat." Wen Ling was like a kangaroo, lying directly on Ji Chenghuai's body, and he had no intention of coming down at all.

Ji Chenghuai originally wanted to put shoes on the little girl, but now it seems that he can't be persuaded anymore.

The little girl is very delicate, and there seems to be no other way than to spoil her.

At this time, Ji Chenghuai remembered what the abbot told him.

And before the year of establishment comes, there will be a destined person.

Could it be that the little girl in front of her is her own fate, her own fate?

Ji Chenghuai doesn't know, but if that's the case.

Then Ji Chenghuai is rarely grateful to God, after torturing him for so many years, after feeding him so many years of bitter water, he is finally reluctant, and a little sweetness leaks from his fingers, let him feel it.

He didn't dare to ask for too much, he just wanted the appearance of the little girl, not a dream.

The two of them, he thought, could last longer.

Even if he is asked to give up everything he has now and go away to the mountains and forests.

As long as the little girl is still there, then he is willing.

Power and money are now just floating clouds for him, and they have no real value.

As long as the little girl is firmly held in his arms, it is the arms that can make him cold and lonely, and there is slowly a warm existence.

Therefore, he cherished it, and even wanted to hold on to this warmth.

"Okay, eat." Regardless of whether his fate is this or not, since Ji Chenghuai has decided to seize it, it is obviously impossible to let it go.

Tightening the little girl in his arms, Ji Chenghuai hugged someone to the dinner table.

In the past, they were still stable and clever in front of Wen Ling, but now they are all honestly shrunk aside, not daring to raise their heads.

I don't know what the situation is in front of them, and they don't dare to say, let alone ask, so stay honest.

Breakfast has already been prepared, and there are no complicated dishes in the temple, just simple meals.

After Ji Chenghuai read it, he was not very satisfied.

After all, he didn't want to wronged the soft little girl in his arms.

But looking at the little girl's satisfied face, and constantly shaking her little feet, this joy can be felt by Ji Chenghuai, who is holding her.

Since the little girl is not dissatisfied, let's do it first.

"White porridge is fine." Ji Chenghuai prepared a few porridge products, but Wen Ling only asked for white porridge.

(End of chapter)