Every day I just want to hold the fourth master's thigh tightly

Chapter 596

Seeing her small appearance, Fourth Master couldn't laugh or cry: "Why, aren't you happy?"

"No..." The little cutie pursed her lips, with a strong face, smashed her teeth and swallowed blood: "I'm happy!"

"Then you still look like this? Are you going to cry or not..."

The little cute thing was heartbroken, clutching her chest: "Master, I'm... moved!"

"Hmm..." Fourth Master touched her face, and smiled in a very satisfied way: "I also think you should be touched, this is a gift specially prepared for you!"

Little cute thing: "..."

blah blah blah...

Why did she feel like she was tricked by fourth master?
……

The next day, in order to make up for the regret of not going to Daming Temple with Xiao Mengwu last time, Fourth Master took her to Hanshan Temple.

Originally, Gu Youran was very happy, and even thought that in order to thoroughly experience the artistic conception of the song "Night Mooring at the Maple Bridge" by Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Ji, he planned to stay in the temple with Si Ye for one night, and experience the "Moonset" The sky is filled with black crows and frost, and Jiang Feng Yuhuo's feeling of loneliness and tranquility to "Sorrowful Mian".

But now...

I can't get up.

Her mind is full of pictures of whether she will die a miserable death if the truth is exposed.

One day, the husband and wife have been kind for a hundred days, and the fourth master has a cold face and a warm heart. He probably wouldn't do anything to her, but how should she explain it?
If the stuffing is revealed from the fourth master's side, there is still room for discussion, but if it is revealed from Mr. Gu, that is, "her father"... then it's over!

What if Mr. Gu is the kind of ignorant and pedantic person who regards her as a female spy and insists on pushing her out for questioning?
Gu Youran was very worried.

But it's useless to worry about it, as the days go by day by day, what should not be changed, or nothing has changed.

Now, she was directly pulled over by fourth master to visit the temple.

All the temples look similar, at most, they are built differently in some twists and turns, and occasionally have their own characteristics, but the style of the houses is the same, even in each temple, the monks wear The clothes are all very similar...it's really nothing to see.

Gu Youran walked and walked boredly, listlessly.

Fourth master glanced at her sideways, his thin lips slightly raised, and said nothing.

The fourth master came to the temple without notifying anyone in the temple. He didn't use the privilege of being a prince. He just regarded it as an ordinary person who came to pray for the Buddha to offer incense.

"Let's go, it's our turn."

The little cute thing was dragged into the Buddhist hall by the fourth master, unconsciously kneeling on the futon, clasping his hands together, not knowing why he came here, his spirit had already soared into the sky...

The corners of Fourth Master's lips curved slightly, he shook the lottery tube, picked up the bamboo stick that fell out, and glanced at the words on it, his eyes were extraordinarily calm, his temperament was still as stable as before, and his temperament was gentle and peaceful.

He put the bamboo stick in again, and did not ask the master to release the stick.

Fourth Master handed the lottery to Xiaomengwu and asked her to shake it.

The little cute thing shook casually, and a lottery was drawn.

He picked it up and looked at it, but didn't understand it, so he gave it to Fourth Master: "What do you mean?"

[Sunflowers wither and bloom again, those who are far away go and start again;

Let him be dangerous or not, let disasters not see disasters. 】

After seeing it, fourth master frowned slightly.

It's not a good sign.

especially children...

But it's accurate.

"Grandfather? Isn't it good?"

Gu Youran looked at Fourth Master suspiciously.

Fourth Master pondered for a while, then said lightly: "Let's draw another lot."

"okay."

So Gu Youran cast another lottery, but this lottery was not for a child, but for marriage.

(End of this chapter)