Chapter 150: Her hands are warm
Now, how to say, the little girl just doesn't open the door and doesn't get up.
Ye Zhi curled up in the warm quilt, her bright little face rubbed the quilt with a satisfied face, well, it was so soft, and she shouted in the direction of the door: "Ming Yan, you tell my mother, I won't go out, I won't go." It's too cold, anyway, I just don't go, I want to rest. ”
The small body is wrapped in the quilt even tighter, as if it was robbed by others.
I'm afraid that Ming Yan is not dead to Master Zhichen!
Jiaosheng commanded: "By the way, it's good that I have Ah Tao to serve me today, Ming Yan, you follow my mother to Longhua Temple, help me pray for blessings, and help me ask for a talisman to come back by the way." ”
Let Master Zhichen reject her a few more times, maybe you can break her thoughts!
The woman outside the house was stunned for a moment.
Are you going to Longhua Temple again today? An imperceptible bitter smile flashed at the corner of her mouth, she hadn't spoken to Master Zhichen since the last time she expressed her intention and was rejected.
lest they add to the jokes.
Ming Yan shook her head: "Miss, Madam asked me to call you, if you don't go, she will come in person." ”
Ye Zhi refused without thinking about it: "It's useless for my mother to come, you can help me bring breakfast after an hour, you are my maid in Qingyi Garden, you don't have to listen to my mother, okay, you don't have to quarrel with me, I want to sleep under the quilt, I can't hear anything." ”
"Knock, knock, knock!"
The knock on the door is ringing again!
The little girl sleeping in the quilt looked at the pink bib on the top of the bed, and said lazily: "Ming Yan, don't knock, it's cold, don't your hands hurt?" If you break the door, the money will be deducted from your wages. You can go to Longhua Temple with my mother, you can take a look at how Master Zhichen is doing, you will let your sister and Miss go, and if you disturb me sleeping, you will be deducted for a month. ”
Unexpectedly, it was not Ming Yan who spoke out this time.
"It's me."
Two simple words, it's a little traitor!
It was so cold outside, and the fire was burning inside the house, so I put on embroidered shoes and went to open the door and let him in.
By the way, I also piggyback on Ming Yan.
As soon as she returned to the house, the little girl immediately closed the door, put an end to the cold outside, took off her shoes and hid in the quilt, only revealing one head, and wondered: "Xiao Chen, why are you here?" ”
The little traitor stepped to her bed, and said in a straight voice: "Aunt Ye asked me to call you, and I will also go to Longhua Temple together." ”
This time, the little girl did not immediately refuse.
Ming Yan next to her looked sad, just now she called on the door for so long, and the little girl immediately refused.
Nowadays, the attitude of a different person is completely different.
After a while, Ye Zhi still rejected the little traitor: "I don't want to go, I want to sleep, I don't want to go out when it's cold." ”
After saying that, stick your head into the bed and be a turtle with a shrunken head!
Shen Chen looked at her little head, and was not in a hurry, and said slowly: "I heard that Qinglian and the national teacher will also go." ”
Ye Zhi, who was in the bed, suddenly jumped out, took the boy's hand and said excitedly: "What are the little fairies going to do there with the national teacher?"
The pair of moist and clear eyes looked at her without blinking: "Lantern Festival, worship Buddha." ”
Ah Zhi pulled his hand, Shen Chen's heart was excited, his cheeks were slightly red, but he pretended to be calm, and nothing happened.
Shen Chen, who had just come in from outside, had very cold hands, and the little girl didn't dislike it, so she pulled it like this.
The soft soft wattle touched the bare skin on her hands, her hands were very warm, white and tender, thin and long, and the small nails had crescent marks, pink, very cute.
Being pulled like this, even in the ice and snow, you can't feel a trace of cold.
(End of chapter)