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ignored that no matter how childish Yue Ying was, she was also a well-developed teenager.
The two of them quietly continued to walk forward for a while, and Yue Ying didn't look at the side at all as if she was in a hurry, but moved closer to Wen Xien.
This season, the tree was already flourishing, and Yue Ying hesitated with the shadow cast from the tree, and then made up her mind at that moment and grabbed Wen Xien's hand.
Yue Ying couldn't restrain herself and wanted to do this.
It doesn't matter what he thinks about, Wen Xien treats him like a child anyway.
- There will always be an "incision" that makes him feel like a bamboo.
He firmly believes that this is it.
As long as he doesn't go too far, everything will be allowed and everything will be accepted.
After all, he was blind at the time, and his uncertain temperament was accepted by Wen Xien, so what else could not be accepted?
And that's acceptable.
He clenched Wen Xien's hand tightly and looked at Wen Xien.
But that's not what a child should have eyes, deep and passionate, dark pupils with a black hole-like longing.
Wen Xien stopped a little embarrassed, if it weren't for the last taste of the herb, she might just throw it away.
Wen Xien secretly tried to pull out.
Wen Xien struggled a little.
Wen Xien frowned and looked at Yue Ying.
I'm not happy.
Yue Ying was uneasy, but his hand was stubbornly clenched and refused to let go, and his gaze even carried pain and pleading.
Ask for the other person's acceptance.
It may be this kind of look that made Wen Xien's eyebrows loosen slightly, and he looked at Yue Ying with some complexity.
The two of them froze in the garden.
I don't know how long, Wen Xien lowered his head, his pale lips pursed an indifferent arc, and he couldn't see anything except solemnity.
He held Wen Xien's hand on the side, and lowered his eyes to observe Wen Xien's expression, his heart was frightened, and his palms were wet.
Yue Ying may never have experienced so many emotional feelings once in her life.
In the past, he couldn't help but smile and wanted to find something "interesting" from the monk, but now it is so "rich", I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse.
"It's not appropriate."
Wen Xien finally said this.
She looked up at Yue Ying, who was sullen, and then continued.
"You yourself say you're not a kid anymore, but you're like a kid clinging to your parents now."
Yue Ying looked at Wen Xien and didn't speak.
He didn't quite understand what Wen Xien meant, but he knew that Wen Xien did treat him like a child.
He wasn't very happy, but it was a good time to go with the flow.
Yue Ying looked away, but held it firmly.
After being silent for a while, Wen Xien finally said helplessly, "Let go, it's been long enough." ”
Then try to pull your hand out.
Of course, Yue Ying did not loosen. He furrowed his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and remained silent.
In fact, the corners of the pursed lips have been curved in an imperceptible arc.
Yue Ying was already rejoicing in the victory, but he was enduring it as much as he could.
Wen Xien was really helpless, especially for this kind of dead-faced person, there was nothing he could do at all.
"It's time to let go, Gongzi Yue, do you really want the poor monk to coax you to let go like a child?"
Yue Ying almost burst out laughing, but he still looked unhappy when he let go.
The two of them continued to walk forward.
Wen Xien turned his head and glanced at Yue Ying, frowning slightly, serious and helpless: "Don't be like this in the future." ”
Yue Ying was as silent as if she hadn't seen it.
But he smiled disdainfully in his heart.
It's almost the same as a woman's "just once" and "don't". But these things are all one and two.
Along the way, Yue Ying clenched her hand tightly, in order to feel the residual temperature in her palm.
Back in the study, Yue Ying handed the wooden box on the table to Wen Xien.
"It's in what you want."
Wen Xien took it, looked up and asked casually, "Are your eyes better?" ”
Yue Ying's body stiffened, and she subconsciously looked away, "It's still a little hard to see, and sometimes it's dizzy." ”
Yue Ying's voice paused, and she was suffocated by Wen Xien's clear sight, her brows furrowed slightly, and her voice continued calmly, looking at Wen Xien quietly.
"I don't think my eyes are getting better."
Of course this is a lie, Wen Xien heard it as soon as she heard it, it wasn't Wen Xien who saw it, Yue Ying was well disguised, if it wasn't for the disappearance of the shark bead watermark on her wrist, she might really believe it.
After all, Yue Ying lied, her face was not red, and her heart was not beating.
Yue Ying's appearance is the decent and handsome one that the elders like very much, and her eyebrows are sparse. But his mountain roots are extremely high, and it seems that his face is sharply contoured, and when his eyebrows and eyes sink, he will reveal a gloomy and cold.
Wen Xien felt that she was not short at one meter seven or eight, but Yue Ying, who was younger than her, was more like she had taken hormones, her height was close to one meter nine, and she was very oppressive standing in front of her.
Now he lowered his head slightly, making it impossible to see his expression, and only felt a little unprovoked by the beast's targeting.
"You got it."
Yue Ying's voice suddenly became low.
Wen Xien pursed his pale lips, "Why did my son-in-law lie to me?" ”
She was genuinely puzzled, why did she lie to her with such an important matter, didn't Yue Ying want his own eyes to be good?
Yue Ying just asked in a low voice, "I'm fine, you will go, monk, can you tell me how I can keep you?" ”
At first glance, hearing Yue Ying's strange question, Wen Xi'en's brows suddenly frowned, his mouth pursed his heart, and he ignored it.
Sensing Wen Xien's cold and hard detachment, Yue Ying hurriedly and anxiously leaned to her side, leaned over and asked, "Why don't you speak, isn't it okay to keep Lanzhou?" ”
"But it's not the fate of the poor monks." Wen Xien's brows tightened, and his eyebrows were high, cold as ice grains.
"Could it be that the ruined temple is your home? Jingchen, don't you want to cross me? Why do you have to leave? As long as you stay in this Lanzhou for a year, it's enough. ”
There is no bottom line, the time has come, you should leave, if you break the vows and stay here for a year, there will be a second year, a third year......
So Wen Xien refused without hesitation.
Yue Ying seemed to be thrown naked into the cold and splashed with a basin of cold snow, his bones were stiff and trembling, and he repeated stupidly: "Do you have to go, do you have to leave no matter what, can't you do it for me...... Stay? ”
Wen Xien could see that Yue Ying didn't want her to go, and in getting along, she also knew that Yue Ying was a person who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and her temperament was actually not bad.
But Wen Xien only forgot that the essence of human beings can be changed.
(End of chapter)