Subian Kings Canyon

Chapter 697

Yan Huan shook his round fan lightly, staring at the man, his ears were red, the purpose of what he said just now was obvious.

Don't you just want to flirt with girls?
Hey, it turns out that when you see a good girl, you have to go up and flirt. This has been a common problem among men since ancient times.

"Lanchun, would you like to let this young master teach you how to release paper kites?"

Lan Chun's face was flushed to the base of her neck, and she shrank behind Yan Huan's back, embarrassed and shy, "So...wouldn't this be a waste of the good time for you to enjoy the flowers?"

The man stood up straight, and patted his chest nonchalantly, "What is this? How can this spring scene be as happy as Hejia people releasing paper kites?"

What he said was a bit meng lang, but he didn't know it, probably because he was too happy.

Yan Huan watched him frantically go to buy paper kites, the sun was shining on her, and she couldn't cheer up.

It's over, it's over, in such a beautiful spring day, she is so listless that she can't raise her spirits, and she is afraid that she will wither.

Yan Huan let out a long sigh, looking at the crimson back of the man, he squatted on the grass and carefully picked out the paper kites.

She was about to look away, but suddenly she saw the monk in white clothes folded his hands together, walked up to the man with steady steps, leaned over and said something.

that monk...

The distance is far away, the sunlight is in the eyes, Yan Huan can't see his face clearly, it's just...

That gives people the feeling, is the feeling of Bodhidharma!

"Where are you going, girl?"

Lan Chun lifted her skirt and trotted over, Yan Huan ran a little closer, and finally saw the monk's face clearly.

It is indeed Dharma!
But why did he also come to the suburbs to enjoy the flowers and the scenery?
wrong……

Yan Huan's heart sank, he became even more depressed, and his face sank.

Didn't he say to raise money to redeem her?Why do you still have the mind to come to the suburbs to enjoy flowers?

Or... because the ransom fee is too high, he really doesn't plan to help her redeem her?

Yan Huan gritted her teeth, feeling oppressed and aggrieved, her chest heaved and fluctuated in anger, she pinched several bell flowers from the short branches, and rubbed them angrily in her hands.

Excessive!

A sanctimonious hypocritical monk!

What is compassionate, kind and noble, and saves everyone, bah!
Yan Huan's face darkened, he dropped the messy petals in his hand, turned and left angrily without looking back.

"girl……"

Seeing that her expression was wrong, Lan Chun called out cautiously, Xiao Liu and Xiao Qi were also dumbfounded, they didn't know why Yan'er, who was smiling gently just now, suddenly changed her temper.

The man bought a butterfly kite and came back, playing with the skeleton happily, and said thoughtfully, "I think a girl like this girl must like this playful butterfly kite, and I don't know if the girl likes it. Go get another one."

Yan Huan didn't even look at the butterfly and paper kite, and his tone was a bit cold, and he said perfunctorily, "Very good."

The man scratched his head and could hear the indifference in her words. He was a little confused, so he asked tentatively, "Girl...are you still willing to release paper kites?"

Yan Huan spoke indifferently, without much interest, "Lanchun, you can go."

"Girl, won't you let go?"

As soon as the words were finished, the man knocked his forehead with the folding fan annoyed.

How can you be so rude?
Yan Huan leaned against the magnolia tree beside him, with lazy eyes, "You guys go and let it go, I'll just watch here."

How could she be in the mood to release paper kites now?

She wants to tie Bodhidharma to a paper kite and send him to heaven!

　Thank you Meow Xiaoyu for rewarding 100 book coins~

　　[Hold into your arms and knead and knead! ! ! 】

　　
　
(End of this chapter)