The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 747 Is this the rhythm of meeting parents? 1
Yan Tao held the dark black judge pen, her peach blossom eyes flickered slightly.

Frowning slightly, the slender judge's pen twirled beautifully among the teenagers.

"Judge pen," Wuzhi nodded, and motioned Yantao to take out another thing, "You took everything away, just to save me from worrying."

Yan Tao: "Who stayed here? You won't give it to the wrong person, right?"

Wuzhi smiled slightly: "You can do whatever you want."

Anyway, sending it out is none of his business.

The old monk has solved a big matter and is going to rest.

He waved his hand at Wuchen, "Take Mr. Yan around casually. If Mr. Yan is interested, you can stay in Tanjia Temple for a few days, it's up to you."

Wuchen was the only one left in the small courtyard. He glanced at the young man, walked out of the courtyard, recruited a young novice, turned his head and smiled at Yan Tao, "San'an, take this Mr. Yan to visit the temple. .”

Yan Tao...showed a half-hearted smile, "Wuchen, you will save trouble."

"No and no," Wu Chen clasped his hands together, bowed his head, "As the saying goes, make the best use of things and make the best use of people, poor monk..."

"Don't be poor, I still like you more."

The young man lazily patted the dust on his arm, put his things away, walked over and put his arms around the shoulders of the handsome monk, with a picturesque smile, "In order to ensure that I don't cause any damage to Tanga Temple, you should lead me the way."

"I haven't eaten the fast food in the temple yet..."

Wuchen's eyelids twitched, and he turned around bluntly, finally restraining his urge to kill the boy.

Amitabha, sure enough, his samadhi is still not enough.

Need to practice, practice.

Tanga Temple has a long history. Although it has undergone many renovations, the heavy sense of history accumulated over the years is extremely heavy.

Walking in it, ginkgo leaves fell down and landed on the young man's shoulders. She wiped it away with her hands casually, and her handsome face appeared more dusty and stern against the mottled sunlight.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

The cell phone rang suddenly.

It was Lian Feng who called.

At this time, it was almost four o'clock, Yan Tao opened the phone, and heard the voice of laughing and laughing from the opposite side.

Lian Feng: "God Yan, are you free tonight?"

Yan Tao: "Why?"

Lian Feng: "I'll give you a chance to have dinner with Master Qin, do you want to?"

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death?"

Lian Feng shrunk his neck subconsciously, and turned the giggling around abnormally, "God Yan, let's not hurt each other. Anyway, you are also our savior. In order to repay your kindness, I will go pick you up right away."

Young Master Yan stopped under the century-old ginkgo tree, leaning against it, holding the mobile phone in his left hand, his handsome face slightly raised, his thin lips slightly curled up, "Okay."

She also wanted to see what tricks Lian Feng was playing.

Lian Feng put down the phone, stood one meter away from Chuxue and squatted down in fear, with his hands on his chin, he looked helpless: "Ma'am, what are you doing? It's fine if you invite me to dinner, why do you have to put Master Qin and Yan God get together?"

A milk cat was pressed under Chuxue's big fleshy paws. Its golden vertical eyes lazily swept across the stupid human opposite, and snorted hot air from its nostrils.

"Meow~"

The baby's furry head was pressed down by the big paws, and it tried hard to spread its limbs and crawl forward, but was easily pulled back to the original place by Chuxue.

Zongbao collapsed on the ground angrily and did not move.

"It's fine to ask the two of them to go, why do you have to let me get you there!"

(End of this chapter)