Chapter 809 Is this the rhythm of meeting parents? 1

   Yan Tao held the dark black judge pen, her peach blossom eyes flickered slightly.

   Raised his brows slightly, and the slender judge's pen made a beautiful circle among the teenagers.

   "Judge's Pen," Wuzhi nodded, and motioned to Yan Tao to take out another thing, "You have taken everything away, which just happened to make me worry."

   Yantao: "Who stayed here? You won't give the wrong person, right?"

  Wuzhi smiled slightly: "Just do whatever you want."

  It's not his business to send it out anyway.

  The old monk has solved a big problem and is ready to take a rest.

   waved his hand towards Wuchen, "You take Yan Gongzi around, if Yan Gongzi is interested, you can stay in Tanjia Temple for a few days, as you do."

There was only one dust-free in the small courtyard. He glanced at the young man, walked out of the courtyard, recruited a little novice, turned his head and smiled at Yan Tao, "Sanhu, you take this Yan Gongzi to visit the temple. ."

  Yantao...showing a smile without a smile, "No dust, you will save trouble."

  "Neither," Wuchen folded his hands together, nodded and bowed his head, "As the saying goes, make the best use of things, make the best use of your talents, poor monks..."

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

  The young man lazily patted the dust on his arm, put his things away, walked over and held the handsome monk’s shoulders, with a bright smile, “In order to ensure that I do not cause any damage to Tanja Temple, it is better for you to show me the way.”

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

  Dust-free eyelids jumped, and she turned around stiffly, finally stopping her urge to kill the boy.

  Amitabha, his concentration is still not enough.

  Need to practice, practice.

  Tanja Temple has a long history. Although it has undergone many renovations, the profound sense of history that has been deposited over the years is extremely heavy.

  Walking in it, the ginkgo leaves fell down and landed on the young man’s shoulders. She wiped it off with her hands at will. The beautiful face of her handsome face became more and more grim against the dappled shadow of the sun.

   "Ding Ding Ding——"

  The phone rang suddenly.

   is a continuous strike.

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

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

   Yan Tao: "What are you doing?"

  Lian Feng: "Give you a chance to have dinner with Master Qin, do you want to?"

  Yan Tao raised her brows: "Aren't you afraid of being killed?"

  Lian Feng shrank his neck subconsciously, and turned the joking around abnormally, "God Yan, let's not hurt each other. Anyway, you are also our lifesaver. In order to repay your kindness, I will come to pick you up immediately."

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

  She also wanted to see what tricks Lian Feng played.

Lian Feng put down the phone, stood one metre away from Chuxue and squatted down with trepidation, holding his chin with his hands on his chin, saying, "What are you doing, ma'am, if you have dinner? God get together?"

  Chuxue's big fleshy paws pressed a milk cat, and its golden vertical pupils lazily swept across the stupid human being on the opposite side, humming heat from his nostrils.

   "Meow~"

  The baby’s furry head was held down by the big claws. It tried hard to spread its limbs and crawl forward. It was easily pulled back to the place by the first snow.

  Baby zong slumped on the ground angrily, motionless.

   "It's okay to ask them to go, why do you have to let me get you over!"

  (End of this chapter)