Chapter 150

In the meditation room, the fragrance of tea is elegant and reflects the simple layout, which is really a bit elegant.

However, in this elegant and simple meditation room, the two people drinking tea are an old monk with the style of an eminent monk and a charming semi second Xu Niang, which adds a bit of ambiguity in this otherwise elegant atmosphere.

Zhitong and Du Juan seemed to feel this surprise and disharmony, but an unnatural expression flashed on their faces. Zhitong, who has always been a skilled actor, also talked about it for a while.

However, his strong psychological quality and the means to resolve this embarrassing situation are far beyond the reach of people, let alone a woman like cuckoo.

"Benefactor, is your daughter better?"

The faint words, starting directly from Meng Fei's condition, immediately resolved the embarrassment between the two.

When Zhitong asked about her daughter, a loving smile burst on her face: "much better, thank you for your kindness!"

"You're welcome, benefactor. This is what I should do." Zhitong smiled modestly, but the whole expression on his face radiated an unspeakable light. It felt like an old tree in spring again, making people feel that he was 20 years younger.

Even outside the meditation room, he stood there depressed and sighed in his heart, "there's still no lower limit! I cured the disease, and I stretched out my hand, too, okay? Now it's all the credit of the master. Is there any reason? "

In the depressed sigh, idleness was about to push the door in, but he was stunned to see Zhitong's eyes from the Zen room.

In surprise, Zhitong's eyes were full of sincerity, and his eyes softened a lot, which made the wasted heart tremble, but he said in a secret way: "mud horse, this is really emotional?"

Dry firewood and fire is absolutely dry firewood and fire. Is it so unscrupulous?

However, his steps stopped after all. He looked at the house with interest, but he thought maliciously: what would happen if martial uncle Zhixian knew about it?

But now Zhitong obviously has no time to think about this problem. All his mind is on the cuckoo. When he looks at the cuckoo, he is also a pair of beautiful eyes with hazy color. In his eyes, he occasionally flies and shoots a brilliant color, but they are all invested in the smile on Zhitong's face.

Their words were faint, but the more they talked, the more speculative they became. There were endless topics. Du Juan forgot the original intention of Xishan temple in the future.

"For people in love, no matter how old they are, their IQ is definitely falling down!" Outside the meditation room, he idly shook his head and sighed.

However, his curiosity suddenly arose. He joked and smiled, but he directly used his perspective eyes.

At this look, he was stunned.

Because in the cuckoo's body, at the moment, nearly a hundred emotions have been produced, and there are dozens of emotions in Zhitong's body.

However, what makes waste sigh is that the love in the cuckoo is crimson.

"Wipe! Master's eyes are really amazing! " In the soft sigh, he suddenly understood that no wonder master would be moved, but it turned out that she was the best mature woman.

Moreover, she has just lost her husband. It is when her heart is most empty and needs comfort. During this time period, women are most likely to be influenced by foreign feelings.

Master, I've caught it now, and the opportunity is just right. It's really bad luck!

In his sigh, he was stunned again. It turned out that the crimson love in the cuckoo was more than a hundred roots in the blink of an eye.

"Mud horse, what's the situation?" He looked into the meditation room in surprise and stretched his attention.

"Cuckoo, you are not a weak woman, let alone no one likes you." Zhitong's voice is full of magnetism, and his eyes are full of care and ambiguity: "even my heart has been repaired like an ancient well, but I have moved my heart after seeing you."

After saying this, he quickly folded his hands and gently recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, sin."

"Hiss, master is really strong. He should call his name so quickly. You don't even have to call the benefactor?" I'm really stunned. The speed of progress is really too fast, isn't it?

However, Du Juan's eyes lit up when she heard Zhitong's words so plainly.

To be able to achieve this stage, she doesn't want to ask for fame like those little girls. She thinks more of a sustenance of her heart.

In a short time, she lost her father and spouse, and there was the only spiritual pillar. Her daughter Meng Fei was almost ill, so in this case, her mentality had changed and was very fragile.

Just at this time, Zhitong appeared out of thin air. Not only did words enter her heart, but also cured her daughter's disease (of course, Meng Fei's disease was cured in vain, but it was always pushed to Zhitong in the heart of cuckoo). Therefore, in this way, she had an unspeakable feeling about Zhitong.

In particular, Zhitong was still in front of her and used her happy heart demon Zen skill, so Du Juan was fascinated by Zhitong.

Now, after listening to Zhitong's confession, how can she hold on to herself? At present, she blushed, but shyly lowered her head, and the love in her body inexplicably increased by dozens or hundreds, which is also the reason for her wasted surprise.

Because of her shyness, the cuckoo's face was as red as dye, and her voice was as low as mosquito and ant: "master, do you really think so?"

Hearing this, Zhitong, who has been in love for a long time, didn't know what the situation was. At present, he was ecstatic, but on his face, he was still sincere and indifferent: "cuckoo, my heart can be to the sun and the moon. Don't you believe me?"

As he said this, he reached out and tore open the monk's clothes on his chest, directly revealing the strong muscles inside.

Even in vain, I have to admire his thick skin and bold style, and his chest muscles are really bright enough, which is not inferior to those bodybuilders.

After all, Zhitong is a super master who can't even understand idleness, so it's really an inevitable thing to keep a good figure.

But what really surprised idleness was what master said, which was so disgusting!

When he listened outside, he got goose bumps: "wipe, Shifu's ability to pick up girls is really at the master level! Compared with master, I'm really far behind! "

In the soft sigh, he paid more attention. After all, such learning and observation opportunities are not many, and the highlights can't be missed.