Chapter 1181

Xia Yanran knocks on the door and gets the inside permission. She pushes the door open and prepares to enter.

At this time, a steady and powerful footsteps came from the yard, and Xia Yan turned back subconsciously.

Xiao Yi is here.

Xia Yanran saw him and became more confused.

Xiao Yi goes to Xia Yanran, takes a look at her, and steps into the room first.

Xia Yanran wants to stop him. It's too late.

Xiao Yi is tall and has long legs. With a few quick steps, she comes to juechen who recites sutras and meditates.

Juechen's back is facing them, so she can't see clearly, only her thin back.

It's really thin. It's a nun's dress. It's empty on her. It's like a gust of wind can blow her away.

"Almsgiver, please stop."

When Xiao Yi was about to walk behind her, she opened her mouth. Her voice was rusty and hoarse. She was seriously injured.

Xiao Yi stops expressionless.

Xia Yanran slowly walked in and whispered, "master juechen, we have no intention of nagging, but there are some things we want you to answer."

Juechen stops beating the wooden fish. She holds a string of Buddhist beads and turns slowly.

Seeing her face destroyed by the fire, Xia Yanran's eyes slightly contracted.

I can't see what her original face looked like. It's enough to imagine how fierce the fire was.

Juechen sees that Xia Yanran and Xiao Yi are not frightened by her appearance to retreat or scream. She raises her hand and says hoarsely, "sit down!"

Xiao Yi and Xia Yanran sit opposite her.

After a few brief greetings, juechen said, "ask what you want!"

Xia Yanran takes out her pictures of Yiran and Xiaoxi, "master juechen, do you know these two people?"

Juechen looks at the portrait and shakes his head. "I don't know."

Xia Yanran has been staring at her. She only glanced at her. She didn't look at her carefully, so she said she didn't know her. It's really suspicious.

Xia Yanran wants to say something. Xiao Yi holds Xia Yanran's arm.

Xiao Yi takes out several pieces of paper from his pocket and hands them to juechen

As juechen sweeps the pictures that Yi Ran drew in prison from Xiao Yi, his eyes slightly shrink.

"Benefactor, I'm sorry. I can't help you with what you want to know."

Xiao Yi looks at juechen's ruined face and says in a cold voice, "do you know that this lady around me is being used by people to get pregnant again?"

Juechen looks at Xia Yanran, and after a moment of silence, she says, "I don't know."

Xiao Yi sneers, "a man who can't even tell the truth is called a master? Shave your head, enter the temple, and when you are serious about the past, you will be able to disappear? "

Juechen closed his eyes, his voice was hoarse and calm. "Benefactor, I'm tired. Please go back!"

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The guest rooms in the temple should be reserved in advance. Xia Yanran and Xiao Yi have no place to live, so they have to go down the mountain.

Xia Yanran has countless doubts in her mind.

Not only master juechen, but also Xiao Yi!

Xia Yanran looked at the silent man walking in front of her, and couldn't help breaking the silence. "Mr. Xiao, how about Miss Zhen?"

Xiao Yi did not answer her.

Hit a cold nail, summer Yan Ran some chat.

It's dark late in Tibet, but it's not easy to go down the mountain. They can't walk fast. It's getting dark.

Xia Yanran's cell phone is running out of power. Looking at the man who hasn't talked to her since she came out of the temple, she opened her mouth again. "Xiao Yi, you don't want to talk to me, I'm pregnant or not. What's the matter with you? What do you come to juechen for? "

The man in front of us stopped abruptly.

Xia Yanran was unprepared and went downhill again. He stopped abruptly and she ran into his back.

"Good - hard!" She took a breath of cold air from the pain.

The man looks back and looks at Xia Yanran, "whose back have you seen is soft?"

Xia Yanran saw that he finally opened his golden mouth to talk to her, and she frowned carefully. "So you can hear my voice. I thought something was wrong with your ears!"

Xiao Yi snorts coldly. She stops talking to her and moves on.

Xia Yanran sees that he has quickened his pace, and she yells at him, "Xiao Yi, even if we have nothing to do now, why don't you be a gentleman? In the evening, we can't go together?"

"Why don't you say you're afraid when you come here alone? Are you afraid now? "

The cold and sarcastic voice of men.

Xia Yanran wants to get something back from him, and suddenly a chilling scream rings.

It sounds like it came from a temple on the mountain.

Xia Yanran was scared to fall forward uncontrollably.

"Ah --"

Xia Yanran looks pale. If she rolls down the mountain, she may lose her life tonight.Just as she was about to fall, her waist suddenly tightened, and a chain like arm was tightly tied to her waist, and her whole body fell into a strong and broad chest unprepared.

Xia Yanran's nose was hit hard again.

Her tears came down from the pain.

Why is her nose so unlucky tonight?

"Jump into my arms, don't cry happily?" There was a faint taunt from the man above.

Xia Yanran wants to beat him to death.

She raised her little face, haunted her misty eyes, and glared at him angrily. "You don't stink, I'm in such pain."

Xiao Yi hooks her lips. "Does it hurt? Where does it hurt? "

Xia Yanran saw a trace of evil spirit between his eyebrows and eyes, and her heart jumped uncontrollably. "It's none of your business where it hurts!"

Xiao Yi's eyes sank.

He lowered his head and approached her a little.

Their faces are close to each other in an instant.

Two people's breath, interweave together.

Xia Yanran's eyelashes trembled. She was so close that she could clearly feel Xiao Yi's hot breath. She sprayed it on her face and mingled with her own breath.

The bright moonlight, like silver, falls on them, reflecting their intimacy, like a dream.

Xiao Yi looks at the woman in her arms. Her lashes are fluttering like a palm fan, and her eyes are clear.

The two people's line of sight seems to be glued, and no one can move away.

Xia Yanran looks at his handsome face, which is close to him, and her heart beats violently.

After the break-up of the kiss, it seems that special people look forward to and throb.

Xia Yanran slowly closed her eyes.

Time, a few seconds later.

The man's kiss didn't fall down. Xia Yanran opened her eyes and looked at the man close by.

His eyes, like deep well eyes, locked her firmly. His eyes were calm, and he didn't want to kiss her.

Xia Yanran's mind suddenly exploded.

He pulled the corners of his lips, like a smile, "what kind of identity do you want me to kiss you?"

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