Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

In the early morning of the next day, Lin Pingzhi, who was too energetic to vent, left the room.

But when he opened the door, Lin Pingzhi saw Monk Bujie standing outside his door with a panda eye on his face.

Lin Ping jumped.

"Father-in-law, have you been up all night?" Lin Pingzhi looked at Monk Bujie and asked.

Monk Bujie looked at Lin Pingzhi angrily.

"I'm not blaming you!" Monk Bujie complained.

Lin Pingzhi was dumbfounded.

If you don't sleep, what does it have to do with me?

"Father-in-law, there's no reason for that." Lin Pingzhi retorted, "You didn't sleep, what does it have to do with your son-in-law?"

The Bujie monk remembered the scene when he was kicked out of the room by the dumb mother-in-law, and he was wronged.

"If you didn't take good care of Yilin, why would your mother-in-law kick me out of the house." Monk Bujie was about to cry when he said that.

Bitterness appeared on Lin Pingzhi's face.

"Oh, father-in-law, you're blaming me." Lin Pingzhi sighed, and he looked at the Bujie monk and said slowly, "Yesterday I also wanted to sleep with Yilin in my arms, so that the father-in-law and mother-in-law who have not reunited for a long time can warm up .”

Monk Bujie's eyes lit up when he heard Lin Pingzhi's words.

Especially when Lin Pingzhi mentioned the word gentleness.

The monk who didn't quit almost burst into tears.

'Yes, yes, yes, the son-in-law is right! Monk Bujie shouted happily, but soon his face changed, "Then tell me why Yilin ran to her mother's room in the end!"

The monk who does not quit and the dumb mother-in-law have been separated for more than ten years.

He was already suffocating to death.

I thought it would revive the man's glory last night.

As a result, Yilin came to the dumb mother-in-law's room and said that she would hug her mother to sleep.

The dumb mother-in-law kicked the Bujie monk out of the room, leaving him to stay cool.

The monk who does not quit is suffering in his heart.

If it weren't for Lin Pingzhi not being optimistic about Yilin, maybe his battle is not over yet.

So Monk Bujie decided to talk to Lin Pingzhi and let him watch Yilin carefully.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Monk Bujie helplessly.

He covered his forehead, looking even more sad than the monk who didn't quit.

The monk who didn't quit suddenly became unhappy.

"Boy, what do you mean? Isn't it that I am more wronged?" Monk Bujie shouted, "Why are you sad?"

"Father-in-law doesn't know something." Lin Pingzhi shook his head helplessly, "Yesterday, I wanted to take a good rest with Yilin in my arms, but Yilin insisted that you can't do unhealthy things in a quiet place of Buddhism, so she didn't dare to come with me. sleep."

Monk Bujie felt that Yilin was right.

"It's really not supposed to be like this in a quiet place of Buddhism. This is a great disrespect to the Buddha." Monk Bujie agreed.

Just when Lin Pingzhi thought that the monk who didn't quit would think about it and stop blaming himself, what the monk said made Lin Pingzhi almost go crazy.

"Yilin was a nun before, and even though she has returned to vulgarity, she still has Buddha nature in her heart." Monk Bujie said, and then he looked at Lin Pingzhi's hair, "In that case, monk, let me shave your hair Go, as long as you have converted to Buddhism, it is not disrespectful for a monk to sleep with a nun."

Lin Pingzhi's eyes widened.

What absurdity is this?

Lin Pingzhi was already surprised by the nonsense of a monk marrying a nun in the original book.

But now that the monk who does not quit the monk sleeps with the nun, Lin Pingzhi is really shocked.

"Father-in-law, this is absolutely impossible!" Lin Pingzhi quickly waved his hand to refuse.

Although the bald head proves the value of a man.

But my good looks, Lin Pingzhi, are recognized by people in the world, so there is no need to prove it, okay?

Monk Bujie heard Lin Pingzhi disagree.

He is not happy.

If you don't shave your head, you don't want to become a monk.

How could Yilin, who was a nun, sleep in this place of Buddhism?

You don't sleep with Yilin, monk, how can I sleep with Yilin's mother?

"No!" Monk Bujie waved his hand violently.

He felt that such a thing should never happen.

"You must come with me to get a shave!" Monk Bujie stretched out his big hand to grab Lin Pingzhi's arm.

How could Lin Pingzhi do what Monk Bujie wanted?