Bodyguard of the Goddess

After drinking tea, I took a rest. Seeing nothing, there is no appearance, and everyone will not bother. Pick up your luggage and go up the mountain.

On this road, Lin's paintings are still speechless. One is natural. The second is to preserve physical strength. As for White Musou and Xiao Zheng. They also have their own thoughts, and they have no voice. On the contrary, Xiao Zheng and Lin Huayin occasionally have one or two sentences. When I arrived at Bai Wushuang, I went to the entrance of the temple and did not say a word. It is really necessary for Xiao Zheng to think about it. Be alert.

I was bowed by the guise of Lin’s paintings, and I’m sure I’m holding something bad at the moment.

"It’s finally arrived." Xiao Zhengshui, who was familiar with the road, pushed open the temple door and saw Li Jing, who was practicing boxing in the courtyard.

"Quiet!" Xiao Zheng laughed. "We are coming to eat again!"

Li Jing turned slightly, but only saw Xiao Zheng striding. The face quickly reveals a smile that is inconsistent with his family. Cozy and pure.

"When I came, I didn't say hello?" Li Jing took two steps and took the suitcase in Xiaozheng's hand.

Xiao Zheng is stubborn, but he has to hand over Li Jing, who is not too weak.

"We are also making a temporary decision. Today is not the Children's Day. I just want to give Lao Lin a holiday. Make up for the shortcomings of her childhood."

In front of Li Jing, Xiao Zheng is not hiding. What do you say? Moreover, in Xiao Zheng’s view, the more things are not broken, the more they can’t be relieved. Seeing through, seeing through, it is easier to enhance feelings.

Li Jing nodded, and he squinted his eyes on the white unparalleled face with a smile on his face: "This is"

"White is unparalleled." Bai Wushuang smiled. "Sleeping the same kind of punch you just made is so fascinating. If you look at the world, I am afraid that only you will have this fire."

The layman looks at the excitement and the insider looks at the doorway. From an early age, he was carefully tuned by the peerless and powerful, and the unparalleled eyesight was very comparable.

"Over the prize." Li Jing gently decapitated and said. "You are the white man."

She did not ask if she saw white innocent on the mountainside. Just busy greeting the three people into the house. Xiao Zheng left the baggage on the side of the box, and the side of the car accompanied Li Jing to visit Ye Yuhua.

For a long time no see, Xiao Zheng actually missed her own mother.

"White House doesn't like Sisters very much." On the way, Li Jing whispered to Xiao Zheng.

Xiao Zhengxian was a glimpse, and he said softly: "I understand."

Why don't you like it?

The eldest son of the old grandfather is a monk who is a monk, and he left the big family and did not care. I am afraid that it is difficult to accept any family.

But no one can convince the white innocent. Naturally, all grievances will be transferred to Ye Yuhua. This is also human nature.

"He is following up with himself. He said that he is visiting my mother-in-law." Xiao Zheng smiled slightly, and he said that he was cold and whispered. "Quiet, if you want to join forces, let this kid die and leave the cliff? This way, God is not aware of it, and it is a good time."

"" Li Jing shook his head and smiled. "Azhen, since the sister-in-law went up the mountain, it has not been killed for more than 20 years. You can not break the Buddha's door."

"I just made a joke." Xiao Zheng laughed. "Quiet, I think you usually have a sense of humor. How come today suddenly become so real?"

Li Jing is very unfamiliar with the style of his family. Xiao Zheng glanced at him: "Hit."

Li Jing loves Xiao Zheng very much. Maybe it is love house and black, maybe I really like Xiao Zheng this younger generation. Talking to him, Li Jing is always relaxed and happy. So when the two went down the mountain, Li Jing was more sad and empty than Ye Yuhua.

After all, Li Jing is not suitable for being a monk. Even if she stayed with Ye Yuhua for more than 20 years, she could not remove her dust.

Bypassing the hall, Xiao Zheng went straight to the kitchen.

The kitchen stands on the edge of the cliff. Every time you cook, the chimney will always rise in the chimney. It is like a fairyland on this mountain and cliff. It is wonderful.

"Mother's mother."

Xiao Zhengyi was at the door and the probe was aiming inside.

Ye Yuhua, who was standing at the side of the stove, turned his head slightly, and there was a smile on the cheek of Wen Yuru’s cheek: "Don’t be at the door, hungry?"

Xiao Zhengqi set out and smiled into the kitchen. Exclaimed: "The one who knows me, only the mother."

Ye Yuhua gave him a bowl of soup, and put some vegetables in a bowl. He said softly: "Put your stomach first. After a while, you will have a meal."

Xiao Zheng was not polite, and he ate a clean meal and swept away.

After drinking the soup, Xiao Zheng Deng’s spirit shook his head: “Mother’s mother, cooking has grown.”

At first, this was like praise, but it was like a foodie's comment on the chef. It is quite disrespectful. Xiao Zheng and Ye Yuhua's relationship has always been no size, but it is like a close relative, kind and strong.

"Love is good." Ye Yuhua took the tableware in his hand, burned it with hot water, and put it in the pool to wash it.

The movement is smooth and skilled. Where is the attitude of the phoenix of the rain leaf? It is simply a standard good wife and good mother.

"Mother's mother, white unparalleled." Xiao Zheng helped Ye Yuhua to wash vegetables, casually said.

"Yeah." Ye Yuhua nodded lightly, and it seemed that he was not surprised at all.

"You can be careful." Xiao Zheng knew that Ye Yuhua could not go with the younger generation. Even Lin’s paintings were unbearable, and he secretly taught him a meal. What is Ye Yuhua?

But that little **** is also using his young age, but also the identity of the younger generation, only to repeatedly display the bones of the palm, extremely dangerous. Unlike the old monk, the atmosphere is free and easy.

Ye Yuhua took Xiaozheng's washed vegetables and smiled softly: "When a mother-in-law is a monk, who can beat me?"

This is naturally a modest word. But in Xiao Zheng’s eyes, he heard another layer of meaning.

The reason why a monk is a monk is precisely because he has broken all the dust. Do not say that the dust of the world, even the blood of the situation, may not be concerned. Therefore, ordinary people want to hurt their families, which is hard to add.

The so-called no desire is just. If a person has no weaknesses, how can he be defeated?

It’s hard to be done, but a white unparalleled area still dares to provoke Ye Yuhua?

Xiao Zheng turned to think, but also felt that his concerns were somewhat redundant.

With Ye Yuhua's wisdom and temperament, even if Bai Wushuang racks his brains, I am afraid that I will break the unscrupulous body of my mother's mother.

Thinking about this, Xiao Zheng suddenly took out a beautiful gift box from his arms and handed it to Ye Yuhua seriously: "Mr. Mother, this is my special preparation. When you give it to Lao Lin, you will give it to her." Holiday gift."

Ye Yuhua’s face, which was even more elegant and elegant, passed a subtle color on his face. He slowly reached out and touched Xiao’s face. He said softly: “Stupid child.”