Night.

The little girl who lived next door secretly got up to eat supper, and the smell of sesame paste wafted in.

Zhou Lu Shenben was still copying scriptures, closed the window with great disgust, took out a matchbox, slowly picked up the incense with his long fingers, wiped the fire, and lit the incense burner.

Finally get rid of the unpleasant smell of sesame seeds.

Burning in the small Ding furnace, the fragrant musk deer in the tent of private characteristics.

A faint milky smell lingers on the tip of the nose, and the smell is confusing and sweet.

He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes tiredly, smelled the thick incense, and dreamed in a trance.

The beauty's hair was swaying and scattered, sweating in his arms, crying and crying... Don't... Don't...

The fun was strong, his fingers just pinched her face and kissed her, and before he could see whose beautiful face it was, Zhuang Ming pushed open the door at this time and greeted 'Second Son'.

disturbed his delicate and dreams.

He opened his eyes.

Zhuang Ming: "I'm really sorry, I gave you the wrong incense." ”

As he spoke, Zhuang Ming unveiled the Ding stove on the side of the desk, silently replaced it with Bai Qinan, and skillfully fried it to bring out the fragrance.

Zhou Lu glanced at Zhuang Ming, and his voice was a little more contemptuous, "Bad thing." ”

fell into Zhuang Ming's ears and became very indifferent.

Zhuang Ming didn't understand, and he didn't dare to show a surprised expression, let alone know what good things he had done to his second son.

I only know that this incense was given by a friend of the second son just now, and the second son has always liked Bai Qinan, and he took the wrong incense today.

Look at the second son again.

He leaned lazily back in the pear wooden chair, his long scarlet eyes covered with a faint lustful color, and for a moment, he sat up straight and squinted, and that bit of lust dissipated.

Ten more chapters were copied that night than last night.

All are Songti.

At this time, Shen Jing squatted at the foot of the white wall, holding a bowl of sesame paste in her hand to eat, and muttered to herself from time to time, "I don't know if the people next door like to stay up late, and they didn't turn off the lights all night." ”

"You want to invite someone to drink sesame paste?"

Hearing Sun Qiyan's voice, she raised her head.

The coat in Sun Qiyan's arm was on her, "I'm still hungry in the middle of the night, and next time I will get up and cook it for you." ”

Shen Jing pointed to the kitchen door, "There's still a bowl in the pot, keep it for you." ”

Sun Qiyan chuckled, "If you are greedy, I will leave it to you to eat." ”

"You're welcome, then."

I haven't eaten meat for a few days, and I feel that she has lost a few taels of meat, and tomorrow I have to figure out what to cook for her to nourish her qi and blood.

…

Next.

Zhou Lu Shen copied the scriptures and copied the law tiredly.

Take advantage of the lack of snow, go to the Buddha Hall of the Heavenly King to burn incense and incense.

Dressed in a simple and noble black suit, slender fingers holding three incense sticks steadily, worshipping the golden Buddha statue above the high hall, the incense is swirling, blurring the man's handsome side face.

What to ask for.

He asks for nothing, and if he respects the high platform, he does not ask for it.

Three sticks of incense into the incense burner.

The moment he turned around and walked out of the Buddha hall, the bright yellow curtain next to the Buddha statue was picked up by a small white hand, and the little girl held the Buddhist scriptures in her arms with the other hand.

Shen Jing was thinking about things in her heart, but she didn't see Zhou Lushen's back, and her eyes were unconsciously attracted by the three incense sticks on the incense case, burning slowly, rising in a circle.

Did the big man in the courtyard next door come out to burn incense?

Will this kind of powerful man have something that he can't ask for?

Outside the hospital.

Snow falls.

Under the black umbrella with a peach wood bone handle, the man's back is gradually immersed in the wind and snow, and the aura that the garden is full of cold wind and snow that can't be suppressed, and the existence of a rich and arrogant person.

Zhou Lushen has already gone away, and he has never discovered Shen Jing's existence.

He held an umbrella and returned to the East Pavilion, and then, she held the scriptures and walked back to the East Second Pavilion in the snow.

Throughout, neither of them was aware of the other's existence.

The kitten would always come to pick up Shen Jing halfway, and she didn't know where to go to eat with a round belly, and jumped up and down to follow her in the snow.

"Have you eaten dinner?"

"Meow~"

"There will be radish dumplings in a while, Brother Qi Yan's bag, do you like it or not."

"Meow meow meow...."

This time the barking is terrible, it's a greedy cat, and she has to rub it here for a meal in the yard next door.

"By the way, are you a monk in the temple, have you ever eaten meat?"

The cat doesn't understand, and can only howl and lead the way.

It's a funny cat.

Shen Jing lowered her head and laughed, and her eyes happened to notice the men's leather shoe prints left by the light snow on the road, which were very light and light.

Size 42?

Should.

She used to see men's leather shoes in size 42 a lot.

Sun Qiyan waited for her to come back at the door early, and when she stepped into the threshold, the prepared towel covered her head and wiped the snow foam from her stubble.

"Remember to bring an umbrella next time, love to get drenched in the snow, what to do if you have a cold."

Shen Jing's eyes smiled clearly and cleanly, "I just went to the library of the Buddha Hall to look for books to read, and I also found two for you." ”

Sun Qiyan raised his hand and pointed his index finger at her forehead, moving gently.

"You, you, always run out to get cold and cold, there's heating in the house, come in."

"I'm not cold, so I deliberately wore two sweaters today." She held out two fingers, looking delicate.

It really is.

Who can resist her like this.

"Dumplings stuffed with radish for dinner." Sun Qiyan urged her in a low voice, "Hurry up and wash your hands, the meal will be cold later." ”

Oh, she.

I smelled the aromatic smell of bird's nest with almond syrup.

Shen Jing turned her head to look out of the door and saw a monk passing by, holding the food box and gift box of the Manfu banquet in his hand, and walking briskly to the East Pavilion.

Meditation also has to eat the almond dew bird's nest of the Manfu banquet, the temple's porridge and side dishes can not be swallowed, what kind of golden body is this person next door, is the royal family descended.

The civet cat is a very realistic meow, smelling the smell, and has slipped away to the east pavilion next door to eat.

Shen Jing thought that it was a grass cat on the wall, and complained, "Is my dumplings not fragrant, don't you come tomorrow night." ”

Dinner in the East Pavilion is ordered from the Black Pearl Restaurant, and three meals are delivered on time every day.

Remembering that there is a wild cat that will come to eat.

The cat also has a small bird's nest, as well as a cat meal.

Zhuang Ming feeds slowly, and he eats better than people.

It probably wouldn't be happy to eat dumplings next door.

Zhou Lu leaned against the door frame and looked down on the cat's eating.

Zhuang Ming turned his head and happened to look at the eyes of the second son, but he didn't dare to look at it directly, and the pair of eyes that Jingguang revealed seemed to say: If you eat him, you can't eat other houses

Zhuang Ming can feed this little thing vigorously.

This wild cat is extremely prone to swaying from side to side.