Ah Zhao looked up at him stunned.

Zhan Ming was also staring at her deeply.

She's alive.

That's nice.

"Why didn't you send me the news for so long knowing that I went back to the palace?" He asked in a low voice.

"You know, I thought ......," he paused.

You know, I thought you were dead.

I can't see you anymore.

Ah Zhao blinked and began to find a reason: "This...... I'm a deep lady, where can I see His Royal Highness? ”

"Miss Boudoir?"

Zhan Ming asked again, "Then why, you appeared in the temple in that form?" ”

"I really don't know about this!" Ah Zhao said this with confidence.

"I was seriously ill once before, and then I was inexplicable, and as soon as I fell asleep at night, I would appear in your small courtyard."

Seriously ill once?

Is it because that man almost lost his life on a hunger strike?

Zhan Ming found out Ying Zhao's past clearly, but he didn't say anything.

He gently stroked a strand of Ah Zhao's long hair and whispered, "No matter what the reason is, does this count, Ah Zhao is destined for me?" ”

He had spontaneously omitted the word donor.

Yes, fate?

Of course, it's fate!

Ah Zhao's eyes were shining, and he nodded hurriedly.

Seeing that Zhan Ming smiled in his heart, the depression in his heart that she had hidden herself disappeared.

"That-" He leaned over and lowered his voice, "Ah Zhao said he liked me that day, and he was sincere?" ”

The scorching breath hit his ears, and Ah Zhao only felt that the small patch of skin behind his ears had a layer of fine goosebumps due to Zhaoming's intimate movements.

How did this man become like this?

What about my pure-hearted and incomprehensible master?

Ah Zhao's mind was a little messy, but the tip of his nose smelled a hint of wine.

"You've been drinking?" Her eyes widened.

Zhan Ming said in a low voice: "Since you have returned to the world, you don't care about those precepts. ”

No wonder......

Ah Zhao tilted his head back and looked at the drunk seriously.

His facial features are still so good-looking, and his hair has grown a lot in such a young half a year, but it is still very short, and it doesn't match this Wang Sun robe.

Ah Zhao looked funny, so he stretched out his hand and touched the top of his head with a smile.

It's a little hard and prickly.

Zhan Ming smiled lowly and grabbed the bold hand.

"Ah Zhao hasn't answered my question yet."

Ah Zhao knew that he was drunk, and he was a lot bolder, so he glanced at him when he heard the words, stretched out his hand, held this handsome and ascetic face, and kissed him on the face.

"Master thinks, am I serious?"

Zhan Ming looked at him seriously, and a smiling figure was slowly reflected in his bottomless eyes.

"Naughty." He whispered.

Then he lowered his head and grabbed the red lips.

This is the first time he has seriously tasted the taste of women.

Zhan Ming closed his eyes, grabbed the waist of the person in his arms, and pulled the person towards him.

Ah Zhao, she definitely didn't know that in the sea of fire in the small courtyard in the mountains, the kiss she gently printed on his lips wiped out the pure rules and precepts he had adhered to for 20 years, and the pure heart and few desires cultivated by chanting sutras and worshipping Buddha.

……

When Ah Zhao returned to the Taihe Palace, his face was still a little red.

Seeing this, the Qin family was strange and a little worried: "What did the crown princess say?" ”

The Crown Princess? Ah Zhaoxin said I didn't see her at all.

She shook her head slightly: "It's nothing, just a few common words." ”

As he spoke, the crown princess came in from outside the palace.

——

It's still early today and I feel good about myself.

Puff out your chest and ask for a monthly pass!