After sitting for a while, he even went to the door of the store next to him to watch others play two games of chess, during which the old man never woke up except for changing his position, his face was a healthy flush, and he slept soundly in the bright sun in the morning.

It's November soon, the weather is still so warm, thinking that Hong Kong belongs to the coast, Qin Mu is relieved, if it rains in Ningcheng or something, even if it is the smallest drizzle, the cold wind can blow cold to death.

Finally got to noon, Qin Mu and relieved themselves to order a meal at KFC opposite, this taste, Ningcheng's pirated McKenji is incomparable, the price is even cheaper than Ningcheng, if it weren't for a store like Ningcheng, it would not have allowed the other party to raise the price so arrogantly.

Returned to the hotel and knocked on the door of the red lotus, Aunt Hong said that she didn't want to eat, saying that she had reached the stage of Bigu, and she could only absorb the essence of the sun and the moon.

After eating lunch, just after falling asleep, there was a blushing and heartbeating sound next door, this kind of sound, when Qin Mu's two neighbors had not moved away, they often heard it at Xiao Wang's house, naturally they knew what the sound was, and they were also used to it, to be honest, those two goods were not as exciting as Xiao Wang's family, Qin Mu turned over, and planned to continue sleeping.

But Shi Ran didn't seem to be used to it, his face was red to the base of his neck, he sat up with his butt up, and began to chant the scriptures.

Qin Mu can endure that voice, it is completely the influence of Xiao Wang's family for several years, under this kind of edification, even if people are by his side, he can probably fall asleep, but the relieved chanting voice is really unbearable, after turning back and forth on the bed several times, Qin Mu squinted his eyes and shouted at the monk: "Don't recite it, it's like a tight mantra, it's annoying." ”

"Amitabha, you're not Wukong, why do you have a headache?"

"Can I not have a headache like a green-headed fly? Be good, you have to be a monk who is good at patience, not to dispel it with chanting," Qin Mu's mouth pursed an unfathomable smile, looking at the monk's red head, Qin Mu smiled: "Could it be that you listen to these voices, and your body reacts?" ”

The answer to Qin Mu was a big white pillow, the monk turned around and meditated with his back to Qin Mu, but it was really as Qin Mu said, he began to use his body to resist the sound of the outside world, and no longer chanted the scriptures, judging from the heavy breathing of this thing, it seemed unbearable.

The pair of wild mandarin ducks next door was also long enough, and it lasted for more than two hours without stopping, and I really couldn't see that such a thin body, if it wasn't a little moral, Qin Mu really wanted to use spiritual power to find out if these two bear children were watching a blockbuster movie, and what couldn't stop for a long time should be the sound of the film.

"Monk, monk." Qin Mu wrapped himself in the quilt and shouted curiously, the monk didn't look back, looking at him on the verge of going berserk, even compared to the two bear children calling the bald donkey in front of him, but Qin Mu's voice was even more unbearable, one by one quite penetrating, the monk turned his head helplessly, the red tide on his face was gone, it seemed that he had adapted to such a voice, but he was a little sleepy, probably because the afternoon nap was disturbed.

"What for?" The monk turned around and said helplessly, he didn't expect Qin Mu's voice to be like a magic sound, if he ignored him, did he plan to keep calling him like this?

"Monk, did you ever have a woman before you became a monk?"

Relieved, he blushed to the base of his neck, looked at Qin Mu with a curious expression, was stunned for a moment, and said: "The poor monk was brought up by the master since he was a child. ”

"Are you still a virgin?" Qin Mu smiled, looking extremely obscene.

The monk was alarmed in his heart, and glanced at Qin Mu vigilantly: "What do you want to do?" ”

Looking at the monk covering his chest with a vigilant look, as if he was afraid of being a little girl from the bad guys, Qin Mu drew three black lines on his forehead: "You think too much, I'm not interested in you, I'll do the math for you?" ”

"What?"

"Count if you have peach blossom luck!"

"My master said, no." The monk's eyes dodged, as if he was hiding something.

"Oh, it's a good idea, and you don't suffer a loss," Qin Mu didn't bother to pay attention to the monk, he directly reached out and grabbed the monk's left hand, glanced at it casually, his eyes suddenly widened, and when the monk wanted to shirk in every possible way, he grabbed the monk's wrist, and Qin Mu at this time could actually see his past and present life at the monk's wrist...... Is that......

"I said when are you going to have dinner, only eat one chicken leg at noon and starve me......" Honglian suddenly pushed the door in, and the two maintained the rhythm of holding hands, no, it was Qin Mu who dragged the monk's hand and climbed onto the monk's bed, I don't know what the intention of the monk is, the monk half pushes and half leaves his shoulders and half exposed, and the two of them are attached together with an ambiguous face...... Of course, in fact, Qin Mu grabbed the monk's hand and looked at it, but this picture changed in Honglian's mind.

"I didn't see it, I didn't see it, I didn't see anything!" Red Lotus slammed the door shut, Qin Mu and the monk looked at each other, the monk was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and knocked Qin Mu's hand off with a "snap", and the atmosphere between the two became a little embarrassed because of the sudden entry of Red Lotus, sitting on the bed and staring at each other.

No, Qin Mu suddenly thought, isn't this door locked, how can Honglian push the door and enter?

Just thinking like this, the door opened with a "snap", and the red lotus full of blood and blue went straight to Qin Mu: "I said that Sikong Lu is such a good girl who stalks you all day long and beats you all day long, it turns out that you are so good!" You said it earlier! Sikong Lu can't do it, Sikong Wenzheng is also okay! ”

Qin Mu drew three black lines on his head, what is called Sikong Wenzheng is also okay? Can it be a god? After going back, you must keep Honglian away from that Sikong Lu, a good acolyte, and read those messy comics and novels all day long, what has become crooked?

"Ahem," Qin Mu coughed twice, cleared his throat, and glanced at the monk who was still confused: "Let's go out to eat." ”

The place to eat is still KFC opposite, what is it for? Because Qin Mu said that he had never eaten authentic food when he was so big, this time he would eat it well, Honglian was sad when she heard it, and specially ordered an extra chicken leg for Qin Mu after the meal, of course, it was Qin Mu who paid the money.

From arriving at the place of eating, to returning to the hotel after the last day, Qin Mu didn't say a word, Honglian thought that she had accidentally broken his good deeds, so he was in a gloomy mood, so he cautiously refused to speak, and the monk looked between the two for a long time, although he was very puzzled by what Qin Mu saw in his palmistry, he was so surprised, but after all, he still didn't speak. The three of them finished their meal with their own thoughts.