domesticated vicious dog

The crowd moved forward little by little, and Gu Mo, who was walking behind, saw all the fighting between the two in front.He was so dazed that he didn't even notice that the water bottle he had been holding was squeezed out.

"Brother Mo, you dropped something." Zhou Xiaomian bent down to pick it up for him. The next second, he followed his gaze and saw the two people playing around in front of him, and his breath couldn't help but be suffocated.

"Sister Su Deng and my brother seem to be a good match. They should like each other." Zhou Xiaomian said yearningly: "Whenever, I can have someone who likes each other."

"Brother Mo, what do you think?" She turned to look at the tall young man beside her.

Gu Mo withdrew his gaze, and the corners of his mouth were raised upwards habitually, but compared with the gentleness in the past, the smile at this moment was obviously polite and alienated.

For some reason, Zhou Xiaomianxue suddenly felt that the air pressure in her body dropped a little.

"I heard Brother Xiaojiang say that you failed the college entrance examination last year and are going to repeat it. Do you want to take the college entrance examination this year?"

Embarrassment appeared on Zhou Xiaomian's face, as if he didn't want to mention it, but then his eyebrows and eyes overflowed with surprise, "Cousin just mentioned it casually, I didn't expect Brother Xiaomo to remember it."

Gu Mo nodded noncommittally, but in the next second, the words flew towards her like a blade: "Since you have chosen this path, you must have made all the preparations. Now is the critical time. Study hard is the key." What you should be doing now, instead of thinking about other things."

"I……"

"I hope that when I am in Su's family in the future, what I hear is the good news that you went to high school in one fell swoop, instead of receiving an invitation from you to marry into a wealthy family early and become a married woman."

When the voice fell to the ground, Zhou Xiaomian's face bulging from laughter suddenly froze there, like a clown who has not had time to remove his makeup after getting off the stage.

This is the first time she has come to Lanyin Temple, and it is also the first time she has seen Su Deng, a group of real noble children in Luo'an City.On the surface, Jiang Zhou introduced her as his cousin, but everyone here knows that she is a poor relative of the Jiang family who is using their relationship to climb higher.

But Gu Mo's words obviously dragged her pain to the execution under the scorching sun.

"You!" Zhou Xiaomian stared angrily.

"So, I advise you to be more obedient, keep your mouth clean, and don't try to think of my sister and brother Jiang."

The coldness in Gu Mo's eyes was like ice in winter, and Zhou Xiaomian knew he was at a disadvantage.

She was well aware of what her parents had told her before she left, that it was not what they expected to have a bad relationship with the Su family.

Zhou Xiaomian gave him a hard look, turned around and left in another direction.

Let's see.

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"Boom--"

There was thunder on the flat ground, and large raindrops fell down. At the moment when the color of the world changed, it was like ice crystals hanging in the sky. Su Deng was so startled that he took a few steps back one after another.

She folded her arms, wondering why Jiang Zhou hadn't come back yet.

They had a good time visiting Lianhua Pond, but unexpectedly the weather was not good, and there was a sudden heavy rain, the two turned around and ran along the white bridge, and hurried into the empty temple.

Originally, there were a few other people waiting for the rain with them, but it was getting late, and seeing the restless posture of the heavy rain, those people actually left first despite the rain.

Su Deng curled his lips, Jiang Zhou couldn't bear her to continue to suffer from cold and hunger, so he said he went to find an umbrella and asked her to wait for him here.

"Why did it take so long?" Su Deng muttered as he kicked the vermilion threshold of the heavy rain.

Her stomach was growling a long time ago. She walked into the depths of the temple and saw the small window covered with greenery. , there seemed to be a lot of people inside.

Her eyes drifted to the locked door next to the window. Su Deng pulled the latch with her hand, then stepped back a little, and in the next second, she rushed forward and kicked it hard.

"boom--"

Unexpectedly, the wooden door looked solid, but it was actually vulnerable. Su Deng slammed the door open, but with too much strength, it was too late to take it back. One foot went straight into the air, and rushed to the back mountain outside, and came straight on the dusty ground. A split horse.

"hiss……"

She leaned against the wall and stood up, took off her coat, covered it on top of her head, limped into the rain curtain, and came to the monastery she had just seen.

"Huh—" Su Deng panted and ran into the temple.

She gathered the wet hair from her temples behind her ears, and walked in while shaking the rainwater from the coat.

In the center of the main hall, the golden bergamot twirling orchids in his hands straight up to the ceiling looked majestic.

Throat rolling silently, Su Deng looked at the tribute in front of it and swallowed his saliva. The next second, she wiped her clothes with wet hands, and she muttered, "Disrespect and disrespect."

The bright red apple jumped into the palm of her hand, and just when Su Deng was about to bite, suddenly, Zhou Zheng's voice reached her ears, she let go of her hand in fright, the apple fell to the ground, and rolled to the corner of the wall.

"Amitabha."

Su Deng turned around, but saw a familiar face.

Still those reddish eye sockets, compassionate eyes, a little cinnabar, as if there were scorching peach blossoms reflected in front of his fair and snowy face, pink and white, so charming that people couldn't move their eyes away for a while, but the white clothes The cassock, on the other hand, makes him look sacred and inviolable, which makes people respect him.

"It's you." Su Deng pointed at him.

The man passed her, bent down to pick up the fruit on the ground, carefully wiped off the dust on it with his clean sleeve, then turned around and handed the apple in front of her.

"I..." Su Deng stretched out his hand in embarrassment.

The moment he clenched the apple with his fingertips, the man quickly withdrew his hand and turned his gaze to the golden Buddha behind him.

In the twilight that was approaching dusk, the rain was getting weaker, and the golden light broke through the clouds and refracted into the hall. The man in white knelt on the yellow futon, his eyes gradually closed, his thin lips moved silently, and his hands twirled small beads one by one. The dark yellow tassels hanging above moved little by little with his movements.

The golden light added to his body, coupled with his peerless face, made him look like a god descending into the world for a moment.

Is this chanting?

Su Deng squatted beside him curiously, put her hands on her knees and looked at it for a while, in the silence, her breathing couldn't help slowing down.

This was probably the best-looking monk she had ever seen.

Vaguely, she seemed to smell a piece of Zen incense, but when she wanted to get closer, she suddenly heard a shout coming through the air.

"what are you doing!"

Su Deng hurriedly stood up, and in the next moment, a figure quickly flew in front of him, and he saw a little novice in blue clothes standing between her and the man, staring at him with a defensive face.

Seeing him looking like a formidable enemy, Su Deng burst out laughing, she suddenly felt like the female fairy in Journey to the West, and that person was Tang Seng who was too weak to take care of himself.

"This is the resting place of my master, how did you come in." The little monk said.

Su Deng raised his eyebrows, "I'm good at hands and feet, so I naturally walked in."

The little novice slumped, but still said sternly: "You are not allowed to approach Master Shenji!"

Su Deng pretended to step forward, "I'm getting close, what do you want?"

The little novice suddenly blushed with anxiety, opened his arms, but retreated in small steps as she approached, opened his mouth a few times but still remained silent.

"Huiyuan." Shenji opened his eyes.