After transmigrating into a cannon fodder female supporting role, I exploded in Lian Zong

Chapter 194
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The old monk took out a triangular yellow talisman paper from his pocket and handed it to Wen Jingxing.

"This is a safety talisman. When you give it to Song Wanning, you must carry it with your own hands. This thing can protect her from disasters."

He spoke very earnestly.

Wen Jingxing couldn't help asking: "Is it different from what you gave?"

"Different."

"What's the difference?"

"The two of you are exactly the same, you just make it difficult for me! If you ask again, just give me back the things." The old monk couldn't find a reason to prevaricate Wen Jingxing, so he preemptively became angry.

Wen Jingxing rubbed the tip of his nose, knowing what the other person was thinking, he refused to tell himself even if he died, so he didn't ask further.

There must be something hidden in it, and the old monk didn't want himself to know.

Wen Jingxing had known the old monk since childhood.

So you can trust the other party, and believe that the other party will not harm you.

When he was alone with Song Wanning, he mentioned this matter.

Song Wanning didn't believe in these things at first, but the old monk and Xiao Mi kept reminding themselves that she was inevitably being overwhelmed.

He agreed with Wen Jingxing to take it for himself.

The old monk knew that Song Wanning was going to leave after one more day, so he didn't stay with these two people in the afternoon, and left with the excuse that he had something to do, and asked Song Wanning to take Xiao Mi to play.

Xiao Mi played wildly in the temple all afternoon. The old monk would never buy snacks for himself, but when Song Wanning was around, Song Wanning would agree as long as he asked.

So he always liked staying with Song Wanning.

When the sun was about to set in the evening, the old monk finally appeared in a hurry.

But Song Wanning thought that she was leaving tomorrow, so she made a special dinner for the old monk and Xiao Mi.

The old monk was quite happy.

Song Wanning always thought that the other party was a serious monk who would neither eat meat nor drink, but when she was most excited, the old monk dug out a jar of wine from a corner of the yard.

Song Wanning instantly doubted the effectiveness of the peace talisman.

The old monk said that it was peach blossom wine. He had kept it for decades and never took it out to drink.

Song Wanning didn't drink it yet, just by smelling the wine, she knew it was good wine.

So she secretly poured herself another cup while the old monk was a little drunk.

Wen Jingxing looked at her greedy look and said, "If I don't drink this cup, I'll give it to you."

Song Wanning blushed, but her eyes were bright, "Really!"

"Well, really." As he spoke, he pushed the wine in front of Song Wanning.

Song Wanning would not refuse anyone who came, she just raised her head and drank.

The wine smelled fragrant, and it tasted strong. After three glasses of wine, she was almost drunk.

I couldn't sit still on the chair, and I swayed to this side and to this side.

Wen Jingxing was afraid that she would fall, so he quickly put his arms around her shoulders and leaned her into his arms.

Xiao Mi sat on the chair, turned his round head to the left to look at Grandpa Sha, then turned to the right to look at Song Wanning, then he ran to Wen Jingxing's side and tugged at his sleeve, "Brother Jingxing, what's going on with the two of them?" gone?"

"Was drunk."

"What is drunk."

"It's just...unconscious, and often do stupid things."

"Really?" Xiao Mi stroked her chin, thinking seriously.

"Well, you can help Grandpa Sha go back to the room to rest, and the dishes and chopsticks will be cleaned up tomorrow."

"Okay!" Xiao Mi agreed, he was most familiar with taking care of Grandpa Sha.

From the moment Grandpa Sha took him in and stopped letting him wander, he was determined to take good care of Grandpa Sha.

Over there, Song Wanning was completely drunk and her body became very weak, but Wen Jingxing still picked her up easily and hugged her in his arms.

Wen Jingxing gently put her on the bed, and then he took the bucket in the corner and planned to go to the hot spring to get some hot water, the stove was too slow to boil the water.

He carried another bucket, and planned to bring a bucket of water to Grandpa Sha, but Xiao Mi was so small that he couldn't carry this.

When he came back after finishing his work, he saw Song Wanjing lying on the bed sleeping quietly, talking drunkenly, Wen Jingxing leaned down to listen, and heard intermittently: "Wen... Jing Xing is ...Smelly man!"

Wen Jingxing smiled helplessly. This woman was restless when she fell asleep, and she was scolding herself.

He stretched out his hand and pinched Song Wanning's smooth face, but Song Wanning frowned at the coldness of his knuckles.

Wen Jingxing hid his hands back, put his hands into the hot water to warm them up, then took the hot towel, and poured warm water again to wipe Song Wanning's face and hands.

When wiping her feet, Song Wanning was very restless and kept hiding, so Wen Jingxing had no choice but to grab her ankles to keep her immobile.

She sat up in a daze, "Eh? Why can't my feet move?"

"Hey, just wait until I wipe it for you."

Wen Jingxing comforted him.

When Song Wanning heard his voice, she immediately rushed forward, "Jing Xing, Jing Xing..."

She didn't speak, just called the other person's name like this, Wen Jingxing pretended not to hear, and after wiping her, took off her coat again, Song Wanning knew it was cold, so she hid under the blanket.

Wen Jingxing followed her movements, stuffed her back into the bed, and then went to clean up the mess outside. The things that should be poured were poured out, and the things that should be washed were washed.

He put the washed dishes in the basket to drain the water stains.

The camera brother in the corner accompanied Wen Jingxing and the photographer.

The eldest brother took a puff of cigarette, tut tut and shook his head, and said, "Young Master Wen is getting deeper and deeper!"

The cameraman scratched his head, "How do you say that?"

"Look, before this is put aside, do you dare to imagine the scene where Young Master Wen cleans up the dishes?"

The cameraman shook his head violently, "I can't imagine."

"That's right, tsk tsk tsk, Song Wanning is really lucky. Seeing them so happy makes me feel at ease."

The cameraman complained, "Why are you acting like an old woman."

After Wen Jingxing cleaned up everything, he went to take a shower. When he returned to the room, he found that Song Wanning had moved from the inside of the bed to the edge of the bed very dishonestly. She was only a little bit close. As long as Song Wanning turned over, she could fall to the ground.

He hurried over, passed one hand through Song Wanning's neck, and the other hand went under the quilt and passed through Song Wanning's legs, then picked her up and moved into the bed.

But at this moment, Wen Jingxing suddenly felt a cold and soft touch from his chin, which made him tremble, and he froze unconsciously. When he looked down, he saw Song Wanning's eyes were closed, sleeping soundly.

Is it an illusion?

But the faces of the two of them were far away, if Song Wanning hadn't raised her head directly, they wouldn't have kissed each other.

Wen Jingxing put her down, pinched her face and called out tentatively, "A-Ning? A-Ning??"

But the person under him was in a deep sleep, and there was no reaction or movement at all.

(End of this chapter)