Chapter 539: The Pretty Monk with a Pure Heart and Less Desires 14

Ah Zhaoxin said that you great monks really have a good temper.

Say whatever you want: whatever, yes, no problem, the benefactor is right.

She looked at Zhan Ming and began to bow her head to chant sutras again.

Under the moonlight, this man's handsome and gentle eyes seemed to be shrouded in a thin layer of light, pious and compassionate.

Ah Zhao's heart skipped a beat.

In the courtyard, in the void around the two of them, blossoming buds suddenly appeared.

Numerous lotus flowers are blooming one after another, and the whole body is surrounded by dots of fluorescence, holy and gorgeous.

Zhan Ming: "..."

He looked at A Zhao helplessly: "A Zhao benefactor."

A Zhao tilted his head and smiled innocently: "Master, look, is it because of your advanced Buddhism that you have attracted this miraculous scene?"

Zhan Ming looked at her and was taken aback for a moment.

The young girl in front of her, dressed in gorgeous clothes and emerald jewels, laughed and the hairpins collided with each other, making a tinkling sound.

Now she is among the lotus flowers in the courtyard, and she smiles sweetly, which is even more moving than all the lotus flowers put together.

Zhan Ming lowered his eyes and secretly said Amitabha.

"Benefactor Azhao." He looked at Azhao seriously, "Don't make fun of the poor monk."

Ah Zhao looked like you were really bored: "Well, I made this up, I just think your yard is really cold and simple, just add some scenery."

She looked at the time and knew that Zhan Ming had to go to class early every day, and it was getting late now.

"Half an hour has passed, master, go back and rest."

As she spoke, she covered her lips halfway, yawned, and leaned back.

A soft sheet appeared out of nowhere behind her and caught her.

Zhan Ming looked at her casual, even childish movements, and shook his head helplessly, but there was a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Then, benefactor Azhao, the poor monk bids farewell."

A Zhao smiled and waved at him: "Good night, master."

Zhan Ming wondered: "Well, good night, this is the first time the poor monk heard it, what do you mean?"

Azhao: "...Oh, this, it means that it's getting late, you and I should both go to bed."

Zhan Ming nodded thoughtfully: "So that's the case. Then, Azhao benefactor, good night."

How does it feel for such a gentle and handsome monk to say good night to you?

Seeing Zhan Ming enter the room, Ah Zhao put his hand on his chest and touched it.

Jump a little faster.

She was not sleepy, lying like this, with a brilliant starry sky above her head.

This temple is probably located in a remote mountain where there are few people, and the starry sky is more beautiful than the other side.

"Marshmallow." Ah Zhao called out Marshmallow in a sigh-like tone.

Marshmallow jumped to her side.

Ah Zhao tapped his chin with one hand: "I really like Master Zhan Ming."

Marshmallow flashed and said aggressively, "If you like it, go for it!"

Ah Zhao: "..."

She glanced at Marshmallow strangely: "Underage system?"

Marshmallow was at a loss: "What's the matter?"

Ah Zhao: "What do you mean by what you just told me?"

Marshmallow flashed: "Just now? Oh, if you like the host, go bravely and pursue true love."

A Zhao looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"

Cotton Candy's soft and serious voice said, "Really!"

Hearing the little milk's voice, Ah Zhao withdrew her doubts: Cotton Candy is still a child after all.

She opened her eyes and looked at the stars alone for a while. The night wind in the mountains was accompanied by the elegant lotus fragrance, which was a good medicine to help sleep, and she fell into a deep sleep not long after.

The system watched her fall asleep, and it took a long time for Bai Tuanzi to blink, and slowly muttered:

"Marshmallows are hundreds of years old."

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6 more finished.

Monthly ticket, monthly ticket, monthly ticket, a wave of shouting every day.

see you tomorrow~