After returning home, Yan Lingxi kicked his shoes and didn't wear slippers, so he ran to the coffee table, put on gloves and continued to eat the braised duck rack.

Mo Xuanhuai put her shoes away, walked over, and explained, "Don't eat too much, it's late, be careful of your stomach." ”

Yan Lingxi said "uh-huh" twice, and he didn't pay attention to it when he saw it.

Mo Xuanhuai sat next to her, and after she ate three, she took the meat and the bowl away.

"Oops!"

Yan Lingxi chewed in his mouth, his eyes followed the bowl, he was sitting on the carpet, but he also got up, reached out to reach, and said softly, "I'll eat another one, eat another one." ”

is like a coquette, so that Mo Xuanhuai was in a trance.

Yan Lingxi found the gap very much, jumped up, lay on Mo Xuanhuai's body, and took another one from the far away bowl that Mo Xuanhuai took.

Mo Xuanhuai subconsciously held her waist.

Soft, slender, and not easy to hold.

Mo Xuanhuai's breathing was a little unsteady.

Although they live together, it sounds like "living together", but it is the first time that they are so close.

He originally liked Yan Lingxi, and it was not easy to hold it at ordinary times, not to mention that it was so close that his body was almost attached to one place.

Mo Xuanhuai closed his eyes, stopped Yan Lingxi's waist with one hand, and put her on the sofa.

She didn't mention that she ate one more, and silently went to put the bowl in the refrigerator.

Then he didn't close the refrigerator door immediately.

The cold air came to his face, and Mo Xuanhuai thought expressionlessly, if he had more, he wouldn't think wildly.

The result is the next second.

"Mo Xuanhuai, I want to drink water-"

Mo Xuanhuai closed the refrigerator door, poured a cup of cold white and started to go over.

Yan Lingxi was thirsty, drank most of the cup, and then squinted his eyes and leaned on Mo Xuanhuai's lap, full of food and drink, tired.

Mo Xuanhuai pinched her nose, "I'm sleepy after eating, are you a little pig?" ”

Yan Lingxi said, "I'm your boss." Now the boss tells you to help me back to my room. ”

"Yes, Boss."

Yan Lingxi laughed.

The temperature is not high today, and Yan Lingxi took Mo Xuanhuai downstairs for a walk after eating.

The square dance music in the park has been put on, and the rhythmic music makes people want to follow along.

Aunt Li was chatting with people, Yan Lingxi screamed, and the two turned back together.

Yan Lingxi was shocked to find that the person who was talking to Aunt Li was Aunt Xue.

"Aunt Xue?" Yan Lingxi's footsteps were brisk, and he ran over in a hurry, "Aunt Li, it turns out that the two of you know each other." ”

"Do you know Xiao Yan?"

"You also know Xiao Yan?"

Aunt Li and Aunt Xue glanced at each other and asked in unison.

"Oh, that's a coincidence." Aunt Li said.

Aunt Xue said with a smile, "Xiaoyan, you haven't been to set up a stall in the past few days, and I haven't had a chance to tell you, I moved and moved to the neighborhood, I just cleaned up today, and I thought about going out to shop, so I met your Aunt Li, I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence." ”

Yan Lingxi stretched out the tail sound "oh".

"Xiao Yan, are you shopping with Xiao Mo?" Aunt Xue asked.

Yan Lingxi shook his head, "No, I'm here for a walk and dancing." ”

"Dancing? Square dancing? You also like to square dance. Aunt Xue asked.

Yan Lingxi nodded, "Yes, yes, I often come to dance, I don't believe you ask Aunt Li." ”

Aunt Xue laughed: "Then our little inkstone must dance very well." ”

Aunt Li: "Hehe. ”

Ten minutes later.

Aunt Xue glanced at Aunt Li, and Aunt Li nodded sadly.

Aunt Xue "Okay, it's not easy for children.

Looking at the expressions around them without the slightest change, everyone who is accustomed to it, Aunt Xue believes it, Xiao Yan does come to dance often.

After dancing for a while, Aunt Li and Aunt Xue were a little tired, so they sat on the flower bed to rest and chat.

Mo Xuanhuai looked intently at the lively figure not far away, looking at her "disabled Zhijian" and never giving up, with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth.

Suddenly, Yan Lingxi's body was crooked and he almost fell, but fortunately, he was agile and stabilized in time.

Mo Xuanhuai hurriedly walked over, "What's wrong?" ”

Yan Lingxi kicked the stone with his toe, "I stepped on the pebble." ”

"Did you get it?" Mo Xuanhuai asked, squatting down extremely naturally, pinching Yan Lingxi's ankle, "Does it hurt?" ”

Yan Lingxi said, "It doesn't hurt." ”

Mo Xuanhuai was relieved.

Yan Lingxi planned to sit for a while, and sat down next to Aunt Li and Aunt Xue.

"It just so happens that Xiaoyan is here, you ask her, this invitation is also exquisite, but you can't ask blindly." Aunt Li said.

Yan Lingxi asked, "Ask me what?" ”

Aunt Xue said, "I want to worship the idol at home, Xiao Yan, why don't you help me invite it?" Your request will definitely work. ”

Yan Lingxi agreed, "Yes." So what god do you want to invite? God of Wealth or Guanyin Bodhisattva? Or Guan Erye? ”

Aunt Xue shook her head, "No, what I want to invite is the Wuzang God." ”

Wuzang God?

Yan Lingxi frowned, how could she never hear of it.

"Is there such a god in our country?" Aunt Li was also puzzled.

Aunt Xue said, "I don't know either, there should be." ”

"Aunt Xue, you don't know if he has it, so you dare to invite home?"

"No, this is recommended by my friend, saying that it came from the ethnic minorities, special spirit!" Aunt Xue said excitedly, "Since my friend invited Wuzang God, the family's business is thriving, the family relationship is harmonious, there is no disaster at all, and even the children's academic performance has risen." In short, everything is good, but it is spiritual! ”

Yan Lingxi raised his eyebrows.

Good guy, this Wuzang God's "business" is really extensive.

The jobs of the God of Wealth, Wenqu Xing, Hehe Two Immortals, etc., have to be robbed by him.

Aunt Li doesn't think it's very reliable, she has a conservative personality, not to mention that she still involves the gods, and she doesn't dare to mess around.

"Lingxi, what do you think?"

Yan Lingxi thought for a moment, "I have to take a look first." ”

What if, there is such a powerful god in this world, and she happens to have never heard of it?

Aunt Xue: "Hey, okay, that little inkstone, you can come to my house when you are free." ”

Yan Lingxi looked at Aunt Xue like that, not like she didn't believe in Wuzang God, after all, there were living examples of her friends.

Aunt Xue said again, "My friend said that the requirements of the Wuzang God are not as many as those of other immortals, and you just need to respectfully invite him home." But I think it's better to be formal, so Xiaoyan, can you help me ask God by the way after reading it? ”

Yan Lingxi nodded casually, but there were more and more doubts in his heart.

Ask the god Wuzang to go home and don't need to prepare anything? Just respectfully invite him home?

Is it so informal?

Generally speaking, there are six steps to ask God - the right time and place for people, and the opening of the light and the pretending to calm the gods.

The god of Wuzang doesn't even need a single step, not even to open the light?

Is it really capable, and there are still tricks and evil intentions?

Yan Lingxi is more inclined to the latter.

(End of chapter)

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