Yue Ying took away the most precious kudzu.

Wen Xien didn't know what Yue Ying meant, but time was pressing, so Wen Xien had to go over in person.

In the garden of the annex, Yue Ying, who has nothing to do, is sitting by the water pavilion of the covered bridge and enjoying the white lotus.

The attendant walked quickly to Yue Ying's side and whispered a few words in his ear.

Yue Ying nodded, and her gaze fell to the garden door.

The corner of the snow-white clothes skimmed, Yue Ying raised her eyes, and saw the monk coming.

The monk lowered his eyes, wearing a white robe, but he did not hold the Buddha beads in his hand as before, the beautiful and delicate face was not too glamorous, but indifferent and cold, the arc of the chin was delicate and smooth, the eyebrows were like willow cuts, and the lips were like grease.

She raised her eyes, passing through the heavy figures present, her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, the wind was rising, like the clear and dignified snow water on the top of the snow-capped mountains, from the dusty and yellowed old times.

Yue Ying's heart suddenly beat abnormally, and her sexy Adam's apple rolled slightly.

"I was still seeing this lotus blooming just right, and I wanted you to come and take a look, so you came."

Wen Xien smiled very facefully.

That smile was so sincere and penetrating that it penetrated Yue Ying's heart, making his heart suddenly full of softness, as if he wanted to wrap the other party.

Yue Ying couldn't help but stop, hugged Wen Xien gently and gently, and slowly hugged her.

"Monk, is this the legendary heart with a soul?"

The warmth of the person in his arms was so comfortable that he sighed in his heart.

He lowered his head on the other's shoulder and couldn't help but smile.

This no longer carries any greed and crazy possessiveness and **, but a deep touch after receiving some kind of response, which makes Yue Ying full of soft emotion and joy, and makes him feel how beautiful and incredible this person is.

He has been completely lost in the "pure dust". Those emotions flowed like a spring, and he couldn't control them.

Wen Xien was suddenly hugged, although it was just a hug like a friend, but it still made Wen Xien a little uncomfortable and uncomfortable, and patted him on the back.

Like coaxing a child.

But Yue Ying didn't realize this.

He just let go of Wen Xien and looked at Wen Xien and smiled, and then he laughed dizzily.

He was glad to see Wen Sheen smiling at him.

Just look at him and smile at him.

Wen Xien lowered his head and paused for a moment before asking, "Do you have kudzu in your hand?" ”

Although he knew the purpose of Wen Xien's coming, he still made Yue Ying feel comfortable.

He looked at Wen Xien with a smile and said, "Yes." ”

Wen Xien looked at him, his pale lips curved in a slight arc, "Can you give it to me?" ”

Those eyes reflected a soft light, and Yue Ying felt that it was her expectation of his answer.

It's just a thing, though.

Yue Ying was full of joy, gently and slowly growing sad seedlings.

Almost without thinking, "Of course you can." ”

And he just wanted this person to be good. When he sees that this man is happy, he rejoices.

Wen Xien didn't expect Yue Ying to speak so well, so she agreed without asking anything, she subconsciously touched the Buddha bead, but touched it empty.

I don't know what came to mind, the joy between Yue Ying's eyebrows and eyes faded a lot, "What do you want these medicines for?" Are you hurt? ”

Wen Xien shook his head, his eyelashes trembled slightly, he didn't know if it was Yue Ying's illusion, as if he felt that the monk was a little uncomfortable and lost.

As soon as Yue Ying wanted to say something, the guard walked over with a delicate-looking woman holding the piano in her hand.

Yue Ying then remembered that he originally wanted to listen to the piano and appreciate the lotus flowers in the pavilion with the monk, but he didn't have the heart to listen to the piano at all now.

But Wen Xien seemed to have misunderstood, "Is there anything else to do with my son-in-law?" ”

"Nope."

"She's waiting for you?"

The woman didn't dare to get too close under Yue Ying's gaze, and stopped two meters away.

Yue Ying felt that this woman was a little dazzling, so she simply dragged Wen Xien to another place, and simply denied it without looking back.

Wen Xien frowned a little, grabbed Yue Ying, and didn't leave.

"What?!"

Yue Ying turned around and asked impatiently.

Wen Xien looked at him as if waiting for his truth.

Yue Ying wrinkled her eyebrows and was silent for a while, threw out the sentence "It has nothing to do with her", and then dragged Wen Xien forward.

Wen Xien was dragged by him and stumbled forward with a blank face, and looked at him seriously: "You will leave as soon as she comes, is Gongzi Yue embarrassed?" ”

"It's not!"

Wen Xien didn't believe it and immediately stopped and grabbed Yue Ying again, he turned around and couldn't help shouting, "You're not finished!" Do you think I'm embarrassed?! How can you, a monk, still make fun of people! ”

Wen Xien looked at Yue Ying's annoyed and angry face, but he was very calm: "You called her here, didn't you want to listen to the piano?" People are coming, and you have to leave again. ”

Yue Ying couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Jingchen, can you not always be like a saint." Do you think you understand me very well? I just suddenly don't want to hear anything about you right now? Yes? Do you have a crush on her or what's going on? ”

Somehow, this was said. And Yue Ying seemed to be awakened by her own words, the temperature of her smile cooled, and her eyes were fixed on Wen Xien's expression.

Wen Xien was stunned for a moment, then blinked as if he had suddenly realized, and said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense. ”

Yue Ying pulled the corner of her lower lip, dragged Wen Xien forward, and said Then let's go, go get the medicine.

Although Wen Xien was a little hesitant, he still walked forward.

In the silence, Yue Ying felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward and delicate—Wen Xien's warm wrist was like a burning in his hand at this time, and he was at a loss: he wanted to hold it tighter, but he was afraid that the other party would pull it out; Let him let go, but he is reluctant.

He didn't even dare to move his hand any more now, but he felt himself tremble with nervousness or excitement.

However, all his considerations were in vain.

Wen Xien just gently pulled it out of his hand, straightened the good end of the cuff on the other side, and then lowered his hand as if nothing had happened.

Yue Ying watched from the sidelines, a little confused.

Wen Xien looked at him and smiled faintly.

Gentle, but a little embarrassing.

Yue Ying froze, her brain turned white, and her strength seemed to be drained away suddenly.

──Is it a refusal?

Or, what else does it mean?

Her mind was thinking quickly, but Yue Ying was still chaotic.

Wen Xien looked at him, saw that his expression was a little weird, and seemed to remind kindly:

"It's a bit weird at this age."

Yue Ying stared at Wen Xien and twisted his eyebrows, then looked ahead, the atmosphere was not as relaxed as just now, and his jawline was tight.

The tone was inexplicable, "Jingchen, don't treat me like a child." ”

And Wen Xien just smiled softly at him.

Wen Xien seems to really treat Yue Ying as a child.

(End of chapter)