While Su Daji and Wen Yusoft were chatting, the lotus pond was lying on the grass not far from her, with his back to her.

The motionless back looked like he was asleep.

Actually, he had his eyes open.

He didn't want to eavesdrop on the conversation between Su Daji and Wen Yuruan, but Su Daji didn't mean to avoid him, and he couldn't listen to it.

Su Daji chatted with Wen Yusoft for a while, and the delicate laughter from time to time fell into Lianchi's ears, making his ears crisp.

"Monk, have you slept?" Sudaji's voice suddenly approached his back.

Lianchi quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, but the uneven breathing still betrayed his slightly nervous mood at this time.

He felt that Su Daji was right behind him, so close that he could even feel her warm breath on the back of his neck.

A crispy and numb electric current spread from the bottom of his heart, quickly spreading to his limbs, making him feel a nervous excitement that he wanted to grasp something, but he couldn't grasp it because of his itching heart.

Nervous, excited?

Sensing that he had this emotion, Lianchi hurriedly chanted a sentence of Amitabha Buddha in his heart, and then began to recite the meditation mantra.

"I'm a little cold." Su Daji's soft voice continued to come from behind, "Can I sleep with you in my arms?" ”

Lianchi didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to respond to Su Daji.

"Since you don't speak, I'll take your consent." After Su Daji finished speaking, she lay down against the lotus pond, and her arm was naturally placed on the lotus pond's waist.

Lianchi's body stiffened, and he just wanted to push Su Daji away, but Su Daji's small hand gently pinched his waist, and then, as if he had been immobilized, he couldn't move.

"Sleep, good dreams." Su Daji said with a smile, put her face on the back of the lotus pond's vest, and closed her eyes.

……

Early the next morning, Wen Yusoft took the fat bird to the Eight Immortals Mountain, and found Su Daji and Su Daji who were waiting for her in front of the grave of the dry corpse.

The mental state of these two people can be described as one heaven and one place, Su Daji has shallow eyes and smiles, and is full of energy, in contrast, Lianchi's face is expressionless, and there is a thick layer of bruises under his eyes.

Looking at these two people, Wen Yusoft raised her eyebrows, and always felt that this lotus pond looked unhealthy, as if it had been squeezed dry.

The ambiguous gaze kept going back and forth between the two, and Wen Yu glanced at the lotus pond meaningfully, "Master Lotus Pond, did you work hard yesterday?" Susu is causing you trouble, right? ”

Lianchi didn't know the deep meaning hidden in Wen Yusoft's question, but he did work very hard, not to mention anything else, his waist still had Su Daji's body temperature left, and he listened to his pounding heartbeat last night, and he couldn't close his eyes almost all night.

Thinking that Wen Yusoft was talking about something about the dry corpse tomb, Lianchi said straightforwardly, "Amitabha, the donor is polite, everything is willing, not hard." Moreover, Su Shizhu is also very hard. ”

Yesterday, he also encountered some danger in the tomb, when the lotus pond was almost plotted, or Su Daji helped him.

Wen Yusoft was stunned by Lianchi's answer.

I can't see that this handsome monk still has two faces, and it's very funny.

Su Daji's laughter trembled, and she was almost laughed to death by the pair of living treasures in front of her.