Ah Zhaoxin said that you monks are really good-natured.

It's all right. It's OK. No problem. The benefactor is right.

She looked at Zhan Ming and began to chant sutras.

Under the moonlight, the man's handsome and warm eyebrows and eyes, like a thin layer of light, devout and compassionate.

A Zhao's heart moved.

I saw that in the courtyard, two people around the void, suddenly out of bud.

Countless lotus blossoms open in succession, and the whole body is surrounded by a little bit of fluorescence, holy and gorgeous.

Zhan Ming:

He helplessly looked at a Zhao: "ah Zhao benefactor."

A Zhao tilted his head and grinned innocently: "master, do you think it's because of your profound Buddhism that you've attracted this magical scene?"

Zhan Ming looks at her, and is stunned.

The girl in front of her, with her colorful clothes and pearls on her body, began to laugh and her hairpin rings collided with each other.

But now she is in the lotus garden, and she is more charming than all the lotus flowers together.

Zhan Ming lowered his eyes and said amitabha in secret.

"Benefactor a Zhao." He looked at a Zhao, "don't make fun of the poor monk."

Ah Zhao's face is really boring: "well, I made this. I just think your yard is really cool and simple, just add some scenery."

She looked at the hours and knew that Zhan Ming had to have morning classes every day. It was already late.

"Half an hour has passed, master. Go back and have a rest."

She said, half covering her lips, yawning and leaning back.

A piece of soft collapse appeared behind him and caught her.

Zhan Ming looked at her at this free and easy, even with a trace of childish action, some helpless shook his head, but with a smile in his eyes.

"Well, benefactor a Zhao, I'm going to leave."

Ah Zhao waved to him with a smile: "good night, master."

Zhan Mingqi said: "good night, I heard it for the first time. Why do you mean it?"

A Zhao: "ah Oh, this means it's late. It's time for you and me to go to bed. "

Zhan Ming nodded thoughtfully: "I see. Well, benefactor ah Zhao, good night. "

What is it like to say good night to such a gentle and handsome monk?

When a Zhao sees Zhan Ming enter the room, he puts his hand on his chest and feels it.

It's a little fast.

She was not sleepy, lying like this, with the starry sky above her head.

The temple is probably in a deep mountain where people are rarely seen, and the starry sky is more beautiful than nearby.

"Marshmallow." A Zhao exclaimed marshmallow with a sigh.

Marshmallow jumped to her side.

A Zhao a hand in the chin point: "I really like master Zhan Ming ah."

The marshmallow flashed and threatened: "if you like it, you can do it!"

A Zhao: "it's just

She looked at the marshmallow strangely: "juvenile system?"

Marshmallow: what's the matter

A Zhao: "what do you mean by what you just said to me?"

The marshmallow flashed: "just? Oh, host, if you like, go ahead bravely and pursue true love. "

A Zhao looks at him suspiciously: "really?"

Marshmallow's soft voice was serious: "really!"

Listen to that small milk sound, a Zhao this just took back the doubt in the heart: cotton candy is still a child.

She opened her eyes and looked at the stars alone for a while. The mountain night wind accompanied by elegant lotus fragrance was a good medicine for sleeping. After a while, she fell into a deep sleep.

The system watched her fall asleep. After a long time, Bai Tuanzi flickered and murmured slowly:

"marshmallow is hundreds of years old."

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6.

Monthly ticket, monthly ticket, daily yell a wave.

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