A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

"I don't believe in those things, play with them yourself!"

Lu Yan, who had been silent all this time, spoke in a cold voice, and when the words fell, he turned his face and looked down at Bao Jinghan slightly: "Aren't you hungry already? Let's take you to eat!"

This little wild cat has been hinting at him, and he is not allowed to intervene.

But he didn't want to hear Meng Lulu use those words to slander her again!

Without any explanation, he would take her away.

But the little wild cat suddenly spoke, and the hand holding his arm was tight and tight, and the soft voice overflowed from the delicate red lips, numb to the bone.

"Ayan, I also want to take a look. Although I don't believe in gods and Buddhas, it's good to see if the legendary marriage lottery is so accurate!"

As she spoke, she glanced in Meng Lulu's direction.

Meaningful.

But Meng Lulu didn't notice it, instead she raised her neck proudly, waiting to see Bao Jinghan's joke.

You know, the Lu Yan she knows is not a coward who acts like a baby and has weak legs!

But there happened a scene that made her stunned.

She saw Lu Yan evoked a slight smile with her own eyes, and heard him whisper in that mellow and charming clear voice: "Okay, it's up to you."

……

The depths of Taohuawu are brightly lit.

Several weeping green peaches stand in front of a simple and unsophisticated small temple.

The courtyard is surrounded by a fence, which has a bit of a leisurely mood in a peach blossom garden.

Along the way, Meng Lulu never stopped chattering.

For a while she coquettishly caressed her boyfriend, and for a while she pointed at the rare golden peach blossoms, as if she saw some Western scene, and talked highly of Lu Yan.

But Lu Yan's coldness of rejecting people thousands of miles away made Meng Lulu unable to answer a few times.

Very embarrassing!

And Bao Jinghan always had an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth.

Walking all the way to the temple gate, Lu Yan suddenly leaned into her ear: "What the hell are you thinking?"

How can this little thing who must report her flaws so politely let go of the person who insulted her?

Unless she is possessed by a ghost!

"Look at the excitement! By the way... ask for a lottery!"

"Why, you also want to ask for a marriage lottery?!"

Bao Jinghan reached out and took off Lu Yan's claws on her waist, and glared at him warningly.

"Lu Yan, you..."

Before she could say anything, Lu Yan put his lips on hers without leaving a trace.

Stay on top of the water for half a second.

"It's Ah Yan, I like to hear you call it that!"

The mellow voice, like a trace of charm, entangled her bit by bit.

Bao Jinghan was startled.

Returning to look at the pair of people not far away, he had to lower his voice, and with a tone that only the two of them could hear, he pinched Lu Yan's arm fiercely and said, "You think I'm your dog?" Ah, you can call me whatever you like! Go dreaming!"

Just as Bao Jinghan finished speaking, Meng Lulu was over there, screaming at the top of her throat.

"Yanzi, come here quickly! It's our turn!"

Because they came late, all the couples who had asked for a visa before were gone.

At this moment, in the empty small temple, apart from the two couples of them, there was only a little boy squatting at the door playing with stones, a little boy with a thick head and a thick head and a thick head.

And the bearded monk in front of him, wearing this monk's robe that was a little white after washing, but with a shiny head.

But to be honest, this monk doesn't look like the rumored eminent monk, but rather a monk of flowers!

"Ask for a lottery? Shake it yourself!"