Chapter 133

Seriously, although he didn't meet Gong yulanzhi for a long time and didn't get along much, he deeply understood how difficult and terrible Gong yulanzhi was. He stayed in the source of Linghu lake and didn't wake up.

Gongyulanzhi can indulge duanmuya to poke him in the face and indulge her in fooling around in his arms, but he will never allow him to challenge his authority.

Therefore, he had no choice but to hide his face and came out of the source of Linghu lake.

He timidly shrunk on a stool next to the Sutra and pulled the clothes of the Sutra wrongly, "Grandpa, I'm afraid."

The Sutra patted the head of the little white deer and comforted him without words.

Gong Yulan glanced sideways at the little white deer. The little white deer was afraid to look like a shrinking turtle and shrunk his head, but his small hand pulling the sleeve of the Buddhist Scripture remained unchanged, and whispered to the heart of the Buddhist Scripture: "Grandpa of the Buddhist Scripture, you don't have anything to sober up?"

In fact, there are some sobering drugs in the medical system like Duanmu yawang in his previous life. However, the little white deer wants to know that it is not suitable for Duanmu yawang at all.

After all, Xianlu is not wine.

Ordinary sobering pills are useless at all.

However, he couldn't help but hope.

"No." the Buddhist Scripture glanced sideways at the little white deer. "People who drink Xianlu are all related to the system. What's the use of sobering pills?"

"OK." the little white deer drooped his head and knew it was his extravagant hope.

"What is a previous life?" Duanmu yawang's small head arched and arched in Gong yulanzhi's arms. Gong yulanzhi was pushed back step by step by her. He was not angry, but he had never encountered such a situation. He was helpless and didn't know how to stop her.

"What previous life?" duanmuya looked up her blushing face from his arms and smiled with curved eyebrows: "there is no previous life, only... Burp!"

He looked at her as if she had black eyes twinkling with stars and long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings. He felt that the tip of his heart trembled and breathed. He had no time to think. His slender white fingers had subconsciously stroked her eyebrows and eyes, "what's the only thing?"

"Burp!" Duanmu yawang didn't hear Gong yulanzhi's culture. After a burp, a small face wrinkled up, "it's so uncomfortable..."

With that, she let go of her arm around Gong yulanzhi and rubbed her stomach.

Gong Yulan just took away her hand covering her stomach and frowned, "where is it?"

"Stomach..."

"But want to vomit?"

"No, don't vomit..." Duanmu yawang burped and half narrowed his eyes. "It's just uncomfortable." he said, shaking off Gong Yulan's hand and reaching out to rub his stomach.

Gong Yulan firmly grasped her hand and didn't let her shake it off. He let her half lean on his chest, stretched out his hand and rubbed clumsily in the place of her stomach, "is it still uncomfortable?"

"Uncomfortable... Hiccup!"

Gongyulanzhi's face was very ugly. The Buddhist Scripture could see that he seemed a little worried and thought of something. He hurriedly said, "master, xiaoyawang has been burping. Is Xianlu too strong and burning her stomach? She has indigestion?"

As soon as the sutra was finished, Duanmu yawang seemed unable to help himself. He felt so uncomfortable that his face was wrinkled into a ball. When he pushed away Gong Yulan, he had to bend down and squat down to relieve the pain.

Gong Yulan looked at her white face and said, "who makes you greedy? I won't give you Xianlu next time."

Looking at the Sutra, he opened his mouth and wanted to say that human beings should not have drunk these. It is the master that you overestimate xiaoyawang. If you think Xianlu is good, you give it to her.

Moreover, usually you just take a few sips, and she drinks a big bottle.

Can it be safe?

Duanmu yawang only felt severe pain. His face turned white, and his lips turned white. He squatted on the ground and covered his stomach with constant trembling.

Gongyulanzhi reached out and touched her face. He found it cold and sweating. It can be seen how uncomfortable she was. He pursed his lips and without saying a word, bent down to pick her up easily.

Being held horizontally, the stomach relaxes, but Duanmu yawang is even more uncomfortable. He covers his stomach with one hand and struggles with the other, "let go, let go of me, it's so uncomfortable..."

Gong Yulan pursed her lips, waved her sleeve, took off her shoes, and then put her on the bed. There was a golden light in his hand. He was about to use it to relieve her pain. Duanmu yawang fell into bed. As soon as he was free, he rolled vaguely to the corner of the bed and curled up with his body.

Gong Yulan just sat by the bed and frowned, "come out."

Duanmu yawang didn't hear it at all. He shrunk into a shrimp ball and shivered.

Gong Yulan couldn't help it. The golden light in his hand dispersed and took off his spotless snow-white boots. Regardless of her struggle, he held Duanmu yawang to his legs and sat down. With one hand, he imprisoned her hands and waist, pressed them in his arms, firmly fixed the column, and clamped her random legs with her legs. After she was sure that she couldn't struggle, the golden light in her hand lit up again.

Then, his golden palm gently rubbed Duanmu yawang's abdomen, and his action was stiff and clumsy.

But be careful.

The Buddhist Scripture looked at the intimate scene between the two people. He opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't make any sound. Although there were still a lot of food on the table, he found that he couldn't eat any more.

Moreover, he always felt that he should leave here at this moment.

He felt the same way as the little white deer. He covered his eyes with his little hands and muttered to the Brahman Sutra, "it's not suitable for children!"

The Buddhist Scripture was stunned, "what is not suitable for children?"

Little white deer: "...!"

The little white deer glanced up and down at the Buddhist scriptures. After feeling that he was really old, he asked solemnly, "have you married a daughter-in-law?"

"Daughter-in-law?" the Sutra frowned, "why should I marry a daughter-in-law?"

Uh!

The little white deer scratched his head and thought of the book Lingxian Jue. He guessed about the identity of the Sanskrit Sutra and Gong yulanzhi, then widened a pair of stunned deer eyes, bit his fingertips with an incredible face and stared at the Sanskrit Sutra.

"What are you doing staring at me?" the Sutra frowned. "What is not suitable for children?"

"I don't know very well either." the little white deer shook his head honestly.

Although he had been following Duanmu yawang in his last life, he was still sleeping. In addition, Duanmu yawang only lived about 20 years in his last life.

She has spent almost all the time in the past 20 years learning all kinds of knowledge and studying all kinds of things. She has never been in touch with any feelings herself. Only sometimes when she sees someone kissing, many people will coax and say that children are not suitable.

The Buddhist Scripture poked the little white deer's head, "how did you guard the source of the Spirit Lake with your head over such a long time?"

The little white deer wants to say that he has just awakened. It's normal to be weak, and he will be very strong at that time.

However, before he spoke, the Buddhist Scripture looked at Duanmu ya, who was held in his arms by Gong yulanzhi, and then looked at Gong yulanzhi's face and said, "little old man, why do I think the more I see, the more evil?"