He opened his mouth and said, "Where do you live?" ”

Feichen nodded, "Well, I just moved here yesterday, and everything hasn't been cleaned up, so I'll invite the girl to tea another day, right?" ”

He was polite, how could Su Kui not know, but she nodded in surprise and smiled, "Then I'll write it down, don't forget it." ”

His face really stiffened, and he lowered his eyes and silently recited a sentence of Amitabha, and a layer of crimson surged from under his earlobe, which added a lot of popularity to him.

Feichen nodded, "Naturally, then I'll leave." ”

After that, he left as if he were running away.

Su Kui shouted behind him, "Feichen, my name is Qingyue." ”

I don't know if he didn't hear it, or if he didn't want to answer, Su Kui leaned against the door and smiled at his departing back, and disappeared into the re-closed door.

The gloom in my heart seems to have dissipated a lot because of the gloom brought about by the death of the cloud.

-

Feichen said that he had just moved into the mansion and that everything had not been taken care of, so Su Kui really stayed in the shop for two days.

It wasn't until the third day that Fang came to visit with the fresh pastries he had just made.

At that time, Feichen was chanting in the Buddhist hall, the wooden fish echoed in the solemn Buddhist hall, he knelt on the futon on both knees, his long and thin back was straight, his face was solemn, his eyes were closed, and his mouth was silently reciting the scriptures.

Mother was not worried about his body, the long follower given to him by the dead piston knocked on the door carefully, and the scriptures that were interrupted were not connected, he sighed slowly, and said in his heart that this little long follower with a broken personality that his mother stuffed him was really not a wise choice.

Standing up from the ground, he stroked his sleeve, walked over and opened the door, with a slight helplessness between his eyebrows, "What's the matter?" ”

Yiyan is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child, with a childish look on his face, when he saw Feichen come out, his big eyes suddenly lit up, and he poured out what he had seen and heard, "Master, a very beautiful woman came outside, saying that she was asking for tea from you, master, look, did you put her in?" ”

Feichen's heart froze, is it her?

He couldn't help pursing his lips, blinking his long and sparse eyelashes, and finally lifted his eyes, and after a long silence, he said, "See, go to the tea pavilion." ”

Yiyan scratched his head, and his childish little face twisted into a ball, "No, master, didn't we just arrive in Qingcheng?" When did you meet such a girl? Master, hey, master! ”

Feichen clenched the Buddha beads in his hand, and his cold eyes swept towards a word, "Talk, go and invite people in, it's windy today, don't make people wait for a long time." ”

As soon as he said this, he slapped his head, instantly forgot Fang Cai's words, and ran out with a smoke, "Master, you wait, I'll go and invite the girl in!" ”

-

Su Kui waited outside the door for a long time, thinking that Feichen would definitely try to escape the invitation, but he didn't want to, the little boy in the house finally came late, and welcomed her into the door with an apology.

She has lived in Qingcheng for decades, and this old mansion has remained here without anyone caring about it.

This is the first time she has come in and seen the scenery of the house with her own eyes.

Unexpectedly, there were few people inside, lush vegetation, and winding paths, which showed that when she didn't know it, someone in the house was also taken care of.

It's an elegant place.

The boy respectfully led her to the outside of a hexagonal pavilion facing the small lake and surrounded by light veils.

If it weren't for Su Kui's countless readers, he would have been really confused by the respect that Xiao Tong made on the surface.

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