When did he come here?

"Female donor, please here!"

The little monk pointed his finger at the desk on the other side.

"Yes!"

Lian Qingming nodded slightly and walked to the table.

"The paper on this, the female donor can use it at will, but don't stain the scriptures!"

The little monk exclaimed again.

"Don't worry! Little master!"

Lian Qingming put the scriptures on the table and pressed them with a paper ball.

Spread out a piece of paper, just over it, and transcribe it carefully.

The little monk was very worried at first, but seeing her so carefully, he felt relieved in his heart.

After chanting Amitabha, he left.

The lights in this dark room are not very bright.

In addition to some sandalwood, there is also a light ink fragrance.

Lian Qingming was writing in Chaochao quietly. I don't know how long it took before this one volume of scripture was copied.

She put the pen aside, squeezed her wrist, and stretched her waist again.

She just raised her head and saw Jun Moxie standing in front of her again.

Although she knew that Jun Moxie was in this room, she looked at him so suddenly and stood in front of her so loudly.

It really shocked Lian Qingming.

"Lord!"

Although frightened, Lian Qingming greeted him politely.

"Miss Lian's words...are very beautiful!"

Jun Moxie's eyes still stayed on her words.

"Ok……"

Even Qingming took a look. She copied the scriptures in small letters with hairpins, which was indeed quite good.

Hearing Lian Qingming's response, Jun Moxie said for a moment, as if she didn't expect that she would respond like this.

"What's wrong?"

Lian Qingming looked at him suspiciously.

What's the matter, do you agree that your own words are very good, and they are not good!

"Hahaha--"

Jun Moxie laughed again and looked at Lian Qingming with interest.

How could he not discover before that she is such an interesting person?

"..."

Lian Qingming laughed again when he saw him, a black line on one end.

what! Where is it so funny again.

"Miss Lian, it's so funny!"

Jun Moxie hid his smile, but the corners of his mouth were still slightly raised.

"Forehead……"

Lian Qingming was stunned again, is he a compliment?

Interesting person.

Seeing Lian Qingming's present expression, the smile at the corner of Jun Moxie's mouth became more intense.

The black eyes were also stained with a smile in an instant, and they became more moisturized.

"Dingdong——The system prompts that Jun Moxie's favorability degree for you is +5, and now his favorability degree is 40."

This adds a good impression! !

Lian Qingming's heart was puzzled for a while.

Then, Jun Moxie also likes interesting people, doesn't he? !

Thinking of this, Lian Qingming realized that he couldn't even understand what Jun Moxie was.

Forget it, don't deliberately greet him, he is a transparent person, who can't be seen by him in the blink of an eye.

You can't play any tricks or scheming.

After all, it's a 40-degree favorability rating, but don't let this favorability rating drop.

It's really not easy.

"Miss Lian...I don't know, is there any more chrysanthemum wine in your house?"

Jun Moxie asked again.

"Yes!"

Lian Qingming nodded repeatedly, what a joke.

This chrysanthemum wine, the basement of the house, is already full.