Chapter 1250

Louziling didn't answer the question. Jingxi was a little stuck for a moment.

How do you guess she's a girl?

She said yesterday that she was a boy, and he believed it. How did she suddenly know the truth today?

Many people speculated that she was a girl, but as long as she denied it, no one doubted it.

After all, Dayun temple is the place where monks live, there will be no nuns.

"How do you know?"

Jingxi lies on the window and stares at louziling curiously.

Louziling ignored her and continued to work on her own.

His face was a little pale. Even if he sat on the ground, he was like a sword out of sheath, sharp and wounding.

At ordinary times, few people are willing to talk to him. Even his sister Lou Ruofei always talks to him, but he is angry and refuses to say more.

It seems that Jing Xi's heart is an iron wall, and he doesn't care about his stabbing.

"How old are you? Where do you live? Where do you go to school? What do you like to eat? What color do you like?... "

Jingxi asked a lot, but louziling never looked up at her again.

She didn't care. She stood outside the window and kept talking.

After a while, louziling finally can't stand it. He puts down the computer, gets up, raises his hand and pushes Jingxi's head out. Then he slams the window shut.

Jingxi tooted his mouth and stamped his feet angrily. He scolded him outside: "you are a villain!"

She also felt guilty because she had caught a cold. Now she didn't feel guilty at all.

Jing Zhilie on the branch not far away, looking at the little witch frustrated again, leisurely way: "young man has a bright future!"

Jingxi left in a huff and went to the main hall in front of the temple. When he saw the tourists coming and going, he was soon attracted by the handsome man in the tourists. After a while, he forgot louziling and went to the Pacific Ocean.

There is no one so handsome as Jingzhi in Dayun temple. Because of his presence, the number of tourists has increased a lot these two days. Some people, especially girls, want to see Jingzhi again.

The three girls who came to play gathered together and looked at Jing Zhi sitting cross legged and muttered.

"Shall we ask him for a phone number? Wechat is OK! "

"Do monks also use wechat?"

"Monks are not allowed to fall in love! What if I want to fall in love with him? "

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They think that Jing Zhi can't hear it. In fact, Jing Zhi can hear it clearly.

He's a little proud. Look how he's attracted girls!

Jing Zhi glanced at the people in the hall, but suddenly saw a figure.

That person in Zheng Zheng of looking at him, thin body is hit by the person to bump to all seem to have no sense.

Jing Zhi wants to ignore her, but even if he turns his head, the shadow still lingers in front of him.

He got up and went out in anger, but he came back in less than a minute, grabbed Zheng yuluo's hand and took her out.

Just now, several girls who had been crazy about Jingzhi flower all the time saw him drag a beautiful girl to go without saying a word, but the girl had no resistance at all, and obediently followed!

They are heartbroken!

Does the monk have a girlfriend?

God, now even monks have girlfriends, but they are still single dogs!

Zheng yuluo is pulled out by Jing Zhi. Her hand is wrapped by his big hand, which makes her feel a little untrue.

She just came to take a chance today. She met Jing Zhi once in Dayun temple before. He shaved his head and might stay in Dayun temple for a while.

Her missing is irresistible, and she comes here uncontrollably.

He is here!

Zheng yuluo almost cried with joy!

When Jing Zhi came to hold her hand, she was a little confused.

They went through the crowd, through the small square, through a pine forest, to a sparsely populated side hall.

There is a tall statue of Buddha standing in the side hall. Jing Zhi pulls Zheng yuluo behind the statue and gives her a quiet look. Then he embraces her waist and kisses her head.

Damn it!

This is the temple!

Behind her is a big Buddha. There are people burning incense and worshiping Buddha outside. Will they be struck by thunder when they do this in front of Buddha?

And Jing Zhi is now shaved and wearing a monk's robe, which makes Zheng yuluo's psychological barrier is not general!

"Jingzhi, don't be like this, don't be here..."

Zheng yuluo resisted fiercely. Jingzhi wanted to swallow her heart, but he could only stifle it. He asked her in a low voice, "what's the matter?"

"This is a temple. It can't be."

Zheng yuluo's voice was urgent and flustered, and his tone was full of pleading.

Jing Zhi frowned: "can't I kiss you in the temple? Don't worry. The Buddha can't be so lenient. He will only turn a blind eye to our intimacy. "He is not a believer. Although he learned a little Buddhism with the host these two days, he grew up in the west after he was ten years old. He really has no fear of Buddha.

Although Zheng yuluo was not a devout Buddhist, she finally felt that she had a God and did not dare to do such a thing behind such a majestic Buddha statue.

"No, no, I'm afraid here!"

Zheng yuluo would not agree to let Jing Zhi kiss her again. In the past, Jing Zhi would have been able to give Zheng yuluo a kiss here, no matter what.

But now see her flustered appearance, but would rather aggrieve him, also don't want to aggrieve Zheng yuluo.

His feelings for Zheng yuluo are gradually deepening. He no longer only cares about his happiness and comfort, but more about taking care of Zheng yuluo's emotions.

His voice is low: "OK, not here, let's go somewhere else."

He held Zheng yuluo's hand tightly and led her out from behind the Buddha statue, which surprised the tourists who had just come in front of the Buddha statue to offer incense.

The tourist looked at Jing Zhi and Zheng yuluo strangely, surprised and incredible.

The monk of Dayun temple, his private life should not be so chaotic, right? What's going on behind the Buddha statue?

Zheng yuluo is shy and has no face to look up, but Jing Zhi doesn't care at all. He takes Zheng yuluo to the guest room he and Jing Xi use for lunch break.

The guest rooms of the temple are extremely simple, with only two beds, a table and a chair, which is consistent with the style of hardship of Dayun temple.

As soon as Jingzhi enters the door, he presses Zheng yuluo on the door and kisses him like raindrops, breaking Zheng yuluo's last defense.

Zheng yuluo stood on tiptoe and put his arm around Jing Zhi's neck, kissing him in tears.

There was a familiar and strange smell between his lips and teeth. His kiss was domineering and urgent. He was hungry and thirsty. He didn't give her any chance to breathe.

Zheng yuluo felt that she had forgotten everything at the moment. She wanted to integrate into Jing Zhi's body and never separate from him again.