Chapter 870

"No way." Mo ye said, glanced at her and said, "I'm not at ease."

"So you're going with me?" Tang Ning was slightly surprised: "are you free? Don't you have to go back to the door? "

"Nothing happened recently." He opened his mouth and took her back to the Inn and said, "I'll have a good rest tonight. Where are you going tomorrow? I'll go with you. I'll ask you next door. If there's anything wrong, call me." Then she went out of the room and closed the door for her.

Seeing this, Tang Ning didn't get tangled any more. After she called for water and took a bath, she just put on her underwear and went to bed to sleep. She fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow. However, Mo ye, who was next door, tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Tang Ning leaves the room early. Seeing that Mo Ye hasn't got up, he orders some food downstairs and sits at the table eating.

Maybe I have never seen such a small and beautiful little monk. People who have breakfast on the first floor are all staring at the little monk and talking about it from time to time.

"Look at this little monk. He looks so delicate."

"That is, the skin is tender and tender, the facial features are good-looking, and the pair of smart big eyes are really lovely. I don't know whose family's child is. How can such a cute and lovely child be willing to let him be a little monk?"

"Look at that little guy. He ate steamed buns with shredded chicken porridge."

"Hehe hehe, look at his small hands and baby fat on his face. If he is vegetarian, he will not grow so well."

Donning pretended not to hear them talking about her. Instead, she looked down at her own food and looked at her little hand. It was really a meat claw. Her heart was also sad!

Her slender jade hand, ten pointed slender fingers, so turned into a small meat claw, but, oneself dig pit, or jump in, again sad also have to go back to swallow.

"Child, are you a little monk?" A friar asked with a smile and came and sat down in front of Downing.

"Do you think I am a little monk?" Tang Ning asked, and then peeled a boiled egg and took a bite. The little mouth began to eat and move, just like a little squirrel. Rao was the friar, and he could not help looking at his eyes.

"I've walked through so many places, and I haven't seen such a beautiful and lovely child as you. What's your name?" The monk asked, reaching out to touch the little monk's bald but shining head.

Downing backed away from his outstretched hand. After swallowing the egg quickly, he said in the soft voice, "don't touch my head."

"You've shaved your head so clean that it looks slippery and glossy, isn't it?" The monk asked in a funny way, staring at the little monk's shining head.

He had seen some monks, but they had never seen their bald heads so bright.

"Little monk, you look really cute. Can I hold you?" A woman asked with a smile and came over.

Downing took a look at the woman and said, "no, men and women are not taught." She can't be held by anyone who wants to. As for Mo ye, that guy is cutting first and then playing without her consent.

When Mo Ye leaves the room, he sees the dining table downstairs. Several people are talking around him. Seeing that scene, his eyes are slightly heavy and he strides down.