After Bodhi said the phrase "But I'm not good", there was no follow-up. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Muqing originally wanted to listen to it, but found that he had already entered a state of concentration.

In this regard, Yang Muqing couldn't help but be taken aback, it was not surprising that Bodhi Zi would enter a state of concentration when he was cultivating, but he had just made no preparations before entering the meditation.

It's a bit out of order......

The only explanation he could think of was that Bodhizi's mana was no longer under his control at this time.

After entering the state of concentration, you will lose your five senses and six senses, and your body will not move for half a minute, just like a soft and warm doll.

Yang Muqing made a water word duel and touched Bodhizi's arm, and the water beads swirled in the air, and then landed steadily on his arm.

"Ugh."

Yang Muqing suddenly realized that at this time, Bodhi Zi not only could not control his mana, but also had no ability to protect himself.

In normal times, this drop of water would have evaporated in mid-air.

No wonder he says "very bad".

Yang Muqing looked at Bodhi Zi with his cheeks raised, his eyes could not be called friendly, and his handsome eyebrows were wrinkled obviously.

Because according to his understanding of Bodhizi, this level of change will not find him, but I am afraid that there will be greater troubles to come.

When Murong Cao woke up, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and he still wanted to rely on it, but his abdomen was like a war drum, and he was about to ask Yang Muqing what else to eat, but he saw him with his arms crossed in front of his chest, and he was sitting on the sofa opposite Bodhi Zi with a look like he was facing a great enemy.

"What's wrong with him? Asleep? Sick? Didn't you want to entertain him well? ”

Murong Cao didn't understand it for a long time, so a series of questions came out.

"Settle in." Yang Muqing's tone was a little strange, "It's been six hours. ”

Although Murong Cao didn't understand the exact meaning of "entering the meditation", he thought about it was roughly the same as the old monk's entering the meditation, which was not surprising to a strange person like Bodhizi, so he lost interest in continuing to pursue it, and then looked at Yang Muqing pitifully.

"I'm so hungry."

Yang Muqing was reluctant to sit up from the sofa and went to the kitchen to give Murong Cao a hot meal, the rhythm was much faster than usual, the pots and pans jingled, and he could see that he was a little uneasy.

Murong Cao looked at the Bodhi Zi who looked like a porcelain Bodhisattva, felt a little funny, and poked Bodhi Zi's face with his finger.

It's good to be young, there is so much collagen on the face that it can be piled up, and the elasticity and texture are not to be said, Murong Cao thought so.

But Bodhi's reputation was outstanding, and she didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so after poking a few times, she took her hand back.

In less than half an hour, the meal was served.

A stir-fried meat with green pepper and a scrambled egg with bitter gourd are the most common dishes.

But Murong Cao was really hungry, and he didn't have to pick and choose for a long time before putting down his chopsticks like usual, and he ate without saying a word.

On weekdays, she eats with Yang Muqing, and the person who can chirp has always been her, but today unexpectedly Yang Muqing broke the silence.

"Ah Cao, do you think you are lucky or unfortunate to meet me?"

When Murong Cao heard this, he almost choked, and hurriedly drank a few sips of water to smooth down the meal, and slowed down for a while before he spoke: "How do you say this?" ”

"My master's visit this time is estimated to bring a lot of trouble."

Yang Muqing glanced at Bodhizi, who had not returned to normal so far, with a puzzled expression.

"So do you care or don't care?"

Murong Cao was concentrating on picking up the slices of meat in the stir-fried meat with green peppers.

"I can't leave it alone."

Although Yang Muqing and Bodhi Zi have not been intimate over the years, in essence, Bodhi Zi can be regarded as a very close person to him.

"So what else is there to talk about?"

Murong Cao really couldn't figure out which nerve was wrong with Yang Muqing today.

"But you can leave it alone."

Yang Muqing's tone was very light, but his tone was very resolute.

"I'm your boss, how can I leave it alone? At least I've got to buy you personal insurance, right? The beneficiary can write me, haha. ”

Murong Cao was still talking about the topic without being salty.

"I can resign."

Yang Muqing opened the palm that he had been holding just now, and inside was actually a long note, with the three big words "resignation letter" written on it.

Murong Cao couldn't cry or laugh, just when she slept for a while, Yang Muqing actually even wrote a resignation letter?!

Without saying a word, she took the resignation letter in Yang Muqing's hand, crumpled it into a ball, and then made a beautiful parabola and went straight into the wastebasket.

Yang Muqing couldn't stop it, twisted his head to the side, and said quietly: "I can write again." ”

"Yang Muqing!"

Murong Cao's rare angry face turned on his face, put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand heavily, and slapped the table with his hand.

A trace of shock flashed on Yang Muqing's face for ten thousand years, but it quickly calmed down.

"Are you a three-year-old? Is this your attitude? Haven't figured out what the situation is, what decisions are you in a hurry to make? Tell you, I-no-not! Don't say this kind of thing casually in the future, it's just like a little girl who is pretentious and talks about breaking up! If you really want to quit, you should have carried your master behind your back just now, is there any point in making such a fuss? Yes? Moreover, you signed a formal agreement when you joined the company, and now the probation period has long passed, and the termination of the contract requires a huge amount of liquidated damages, can you afford it? ”

Murong Cao was really angry, and he was a little speechless.

Yang Muqing didn't get angry at all, and continued to say calmly: "You can't imagine how dangerous my master's incident will be. ”

"What about the danger? Isn't it just a matter of one life? Yang Muqing, ask yourself, is there a moment when you are willing to even give up your life for me? ”

Murong Cao looked at the guy in front of him, who had always been a little uncertain, and felt a headache.

The tacit understanding between the two people for so long can't deceive people, and Yang Muqing naturally can't say the word "no".

"Yang Muqing, although we signed an agreement, but what we actually concluded is a contract, we all know this in our hearts, so we will hand over our weaknesses to each other and protect each other, so don't make some inexplicable decisions at will in the future, okay? I'm going to be sad. ”

Murong Cao's demeanor was unprecedentedly serious and resolute.

Yang Muqing stared at her eyes silently for several seconds, and finally, nodded.