Chapter 146： hug

Chapter 146 Hug

Jiaojiao's hands were a little sore from holding so many things, but thanks to Master who took them in time, she breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her wrists.

The winkless Miaomiao escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, and jumped into Jiaojiao's arms. Jiaojiao subconsciously hugged it and held it up, her wrist was sore again.

"Jiaojiao ~ I am meow, hey!"

Before Bai Miaomiao finished speaking, she was picked up by a big hand, and the next second it was lightly thrown to the ground.

Although there was no pain, it was extremely insulting. Bai Miaomiao said angrily: "This bad guy meddles in his own business, I'm so mad!"

Jiaojiao looked at Miaomiao, and then at Master in doubt.

Rong Yan raised his eyebrows, and his voice was a little teasing: "Aren't your wrists sore?"

Jiaojiao was taken aback for a moment, raised her little hand to look at it, and suddenly understood what Master meant.

It turned out that Master was afraid that her hands would get sore.

Jiaojiao happily curved her lips and said in a waxy voice, "Master, you are really careful."

Rong Yan chuckled when he heard this, looked at the porcelain jar and the oil-wrapped paper in his hand, and asked, "Is it for me again?"

Jiaojiao nodded, her **** eyes were bright, and she said softly: "The lucky pot is a gift from me to Master, and the brown sugar is made by my mother. My father asked me to give it to Master."

Rong Yan heard the name of the family, raised eyebrows, smiled with phoenix eyes, nodded and said: "Then thank Baojiao and your parents."

"You're welcome, Master, what do you want to give me?" Jiaojiao's eyes watered with curiosity.

Hearing her straightforward question, Rong Yan hooked his lips and tore off a soft whip from his waist, and said in a magnetic voice: "After searching around, this is the only thing that suits you."

The whip that Rong Yan handed over was extremely exquisite in workmanship. The color of the whip was light gray with a touch of white, and the body of the whip had patterns outlined with gold threads. It looked exquisite and intimidating.

Jiaojiao’s eyes were shining, she picked up the whip and looked at it curiously, she exclaimed happily: “Wow, this color is really beautiful, thank you Master.”

Seeing her smiling, her two chubby cheeks are very attractive, Rong Yan resisted the urge to pinch her cheeks, and pulled back his lips, "As long as you like it."

The whip felt thin and soft, and Jiaojiao had no place to put it, so she wrapped it around her waist as a belt.

Don't say it, it really looks like a belt wrapped around it like this. If you don't pay attention, you won't notice it's a whip.

"Master, the gift you gave me is really nice, it can also be used as a belt..."

Bai Miaomiao, who was completely ignored, was driven mad, looked at Rong Yan cursing in his heart, and jumped onto the branch of a tree to wait.

This cunning human being, it was fine on the tree before, but a sudden burst of internal force directly knocked it down, and it fell directly into his arms.

Thinking of being hugged by him, Bai Miaomiao grabbed a handful of leaves and wiped her body with her paws, so she would definitely not let him smell.

Jiaojiao was talking to Master, and the two never noticed this scene.

Wang Zhuangzhi looked at his niece talking with others and smiled. Although he couldn't hear what they were talking about, he saw the master handing out the whip. If he had only met once, why did he know him so well.

He was about to ask Er Ya how he met the master, but when he turned his head, he saw a monk in cassock walking into the back door, followed by the monk who had gone to inform him earlier.

"Master!" Wang Zhuangzhi hurriedly smiled and waved.

"Erya, you stay here, make sure to watch Jiaojiao, daddy go talk to the master."

After Wang Zhuangzhi instructed Erya, he walked towards the two masters with big bags and small bags.

After seeing this, he put his palms together and walked towards this side.

The two approached, Ji Le took the lead and said with a smile to Wang Zhuangzhi: "Benefactor Wang, we meet again."

"Master, it's you!"

Wang Zhuangzhi was a little excited when he saw Ji Le. When he bought a house earlier, he followed Master Xu Yi, so he had an impression.

The monk on the side introduced with a smile: "Benefactor, this is the Master Ji I told you about."

Wang Zhuangzhi came to his senses now, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Oh, Master Ji, I never knew your name when I met you once. Disrespect and disrespect."

When he was silent, he hurriedly raised his hand, and said with a gentle smile: "The benefactor, don't want to flatter and kill, and then ordinary monks. Let's go into the wing room and talk about the matter of the courtyard."

Wang Zhuangzhi glanced at the direction of Er Ya, and said to the two masters embarrassedly: "I took the children up the mountain, and they couldn't stay in the wing room to talk about things. If you need me, Master, please help me to watch for a while."

"Don't worry, Wang benefactor, I will let Zhixin go."

After finishing speaking, Ji Ji patted the monk beside him, Zhi Xin put his palms together and nodded, "Yes, Ji Ji Master."

Watching Zhixin walk up to Erya, Wang Zhuangzhi heaved a sigh of relief, and gratefully silently walked into the backyard with Master.

Erya was looking at her younger sister, when she turned her head, she suddenly found that there was another person behind her. Seeing that it was the monk Master, she hurriedly put her palms together and politely shouted: "Hello, Master."

Zhixin joined hands together, "Little benefactor."

Erya scratched her head, wondering why he was standing next to her, but she couldn't find him after searching around the yard.

Zhixin explained gently: "Little benefactor, your father is talking with Master Ji, please wait a moment."

"Oh." Arya withdrew her gaze, looked at her sister, and secretly glanced at the monk beside her from time to time.

Zhixin closed his eyes, turned the beads with his fingertips and began to chant Buddha silently.

At the same time, Jiao Jiaozhen on the opposite side was teaching Rong Yan to eat brown sugar cakes.

"This is no longer hot, if you want to swallow it in one bite, otherwise the brown sugar will be leaked in a while."

Rong Yan stared at the soft white cake in his hand, the place where the brown sugar was wrapped in the middle reflected a little dark red.

He opened his mouth and was about to try it, when suddenly a monkey jumped out, and its fur paws went straight to the brown sugar cake.

Rong Yan showed displeasure, and waved his hand to block it.

The monkey seemed to have bumped into something unknown, and fell directly on the grass two meters away, "Chirp!" It yelled twice and got up, looking fiercely at Rong Yan and Jiaojiao, and kept talking. "Squeak—"

Jiaojiao looked at the monkey and felt goosebumps all over her body. She closed her eyes and plunged into Rong Yan's arms.

Rong Yan's body froze suddenly, he never thought that the little guy would suddenly hug him.

The person in his arms was so soft, and there was a faint milky scent in his nostrils. He, who had always been obsessed with cleanliness, forgot to push her away for a while.

Jiaojiao was really frightened. She has practiced for so long, and she only had shadows on monkeys.

When she was still a ginseng spirit, she was dug up by a monkey, and half of her body was almost in her mouth. Fortunately, she escaped by her life.

If the dead monkey said there would be her today, that's why Jiaojiao would unconsciously be afraid when she saw the same kind again.

Rong Yan felt that the little guy in his arms was afraid, he glanced at the monkey in the distance, his eyes were sharp and cold.

The monkey was also a spirited person, and when he sensed Rong Yan's murderous intentions, he was so frightened that he hurriedly fled towards the side of the road.

"Hey, no! Let go, Jiaojiao, you can't hug this guy, ah, I'm going crazy!"

Bai Miaomiao on the tree looks crazy. Human beings are most particular about innocence, and they like to make promises with their bodies the most. Jiaojiao can't have a crush on this guy, or he will cry to death!

(end of this chapter)