- Master, you have just moved your own thoughts.

There was silence in the courtyard.

Even the original sound of cicadas and frogs in the distance seems to have disappeared.

Only the soft and gentle words of the female voice were left in my ears.

Selfish thoughts?

Zhan Ming's long eyelashes trembled, and he opened his eyes for a long time.

The eyes are cold, and there is no wave.

"Master Zhao, don't think too much."

Ah Zhao waited for a long time, and he waited for such a sentence.

She took a step back unhappily and glared at Zhan Ming: "Aren't you monks silent?" But the master did not dare to tell me the truth? ”

Zhan Ming raised his eyes to look at her: "How does Lord Ah Zhao know that what the poor monk said is not the truth?" ”

Ah Zhao raised his chin and said confidently: "Because I think you like me." ”

Zhan Ming smiled: "Please don't make fun of the poor monk." ”

"Are you kidding?"

Ah Zhao repeated, and the whole person laughed: "Okay, okay, I'm really joking." ”

Zhan Ming's expression did not move, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

But before he could let go of his breath, the girl on the other side said again: "Actually, I like you, master." ”

Zhan Ming: "......"

Ah Zhao had already sat down on the opposite side again, and she looked at Zhan Ming with her chin in her hand: "Master, I didn't laugh, I really like you." ”

"A poor monk is a monk......

Ah Zhao interrupted him: "You can also be vulgar when you become a monk." ”

Zhan Ming sighed again: "If the donor speaks like this again, I'm afraid that the small courtyard of the poor monk will not be able to welcome you." ”

Ah Zhao spread his hands: "Your small courtyard, that's not what I want to come." ”

Seeing Zhan Ming looking at him, Ah Zhao looked innocent: "What I said is the truth. Master, I don't know how I ended up here every day, and I can't leave if I want to. ”

Zhan Ming: "......"

Ah Zhao rarely saw that he had a wordless truth, and smiled: "Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

Zhan Ming sighed.

He shook his head: "The poor monk is fine. Master Zhao, have you finished telling your story? ”

The topic is back.

Ah Zhao glanced at him carefully, nodded, and smiled: "Master thinks, is that story over?" ”

Zhan Ming glanced at her: "Ah Zhao's master is exquisite, and the poor monk believes that the story of that talented and beautiful woman is over." ”

……

Since that night, Ah Zhao still appears in Zhanming's small courtyard as a night soul body.

Zhan Ming would make a pot of tea for her every day and recite a sutra for her.

Occasionally, Zhao would tell him some interesting stories.

The relationship between the two is no different from before, but there seems to be something different.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.

"Miss, Miss!" On this day, Ah Zhao was lazily leaning in front of the window, and the pearl came in from the outside with joy.

The sun was a little scorching, and the sun made her whole body soft and unable to lift her spirits.

"What's wrong?" Ah Zhao reached out and took a grape from the side and put it in his mouth.

The corners of Pearl's eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, as if there was something extremely happy: "The slave maid just heard the news that the marriage between the Northwest Hou Mansion and the young lady of the Hubu Shilang family has retired." ”

"Withdrawn?"

Pearl nodded: "It's still because of the last time that Young Master Qi spent a lot of money for a beautiful woman." That household servant has a clean and noble family, where can this kind of thing be tolerated? I heard that it was the eldest son of the Shilang family, and he personally went to the Northwest Hou Mansion with the dowry and documents. ”

Coral coughed and looked at Pearl disapprovingly: "Why do you come to tell Miss about everything?" ”