Scrap Wife

Chapter 150
Jun Qingyi's ten fingers were like spring onions, slender, fair, and when his index finger fell, with a clang, Bei Xinglan felt his spirit and soul shake, and he was in a trance for a while!
"I don't like to repeat myself a second time..."

When Bei Xinglan heard this, he became angry, "Smelly monk, this place is not owned by your family, why did you let me go!?"

"What are you calling me?" Jun Qingyi's eyes didn't blink for a moment.

Bei Xinglan's eyes flickered, "Smelly monk, stinky monk, so what if I call you stinky monk!? At night, playing the piano by the lake, why don't you say you love it?"

Jun Qingyi narrowed his eyes slightly, "So you wanted to tell me about love, monks, the six senses are quiet, form is emptiness, form is form, and things in the world of mortals are all illusory..."

Bei Xinglan choked up and almost choked on his own saliva. This smelly monk is here again!
After a while, the corner of Bei Xinglan's mouth curled up.

Her smile was wicked and unrestrained, her eyes were filled with a combination of purity and charm, she stepped slowly towards Jun Qingyi, walked to his side and squatted down, holding her chin with one hand, blinking her big eyes, revealing With a wave of spirit, he even teased and said: "Yeah, it's late at night, I'm very lonely, I want to say love to you, you play the piano, I say love, how nice, don't you think?"

She moved closer on purpose.

Jun Qingyi tilted his head slightly, looked into her eyes, and met her eyes, Bei Xinglan was taken aback for a moment.

After watching it for a while, she felt a little embarrassed.

"Form is emptiness and emptiness is form, everything is illusion..."

"I also know that color is emptiness and color, but what should I do, this night, the moon is dark and the wind is high, under the willows by the lake, lonely men and widows..." Bei Xinglan blinked her beautiful eyes brazenly.

Jun Qingyi finally smiled, but no matter how you look at it, this smile looks a little... black-bellied...

"Smelly! Too smelly!"

Bei Xinglan's mouth twitched!
Said she stinks?Obviously cleaned up, okay? ! !

She finally couldn't bear it any longer, and stood up abruptly, "Smelly monk, I won't leave, I just won't leave, I'll see what you can do!"

Jun Qingyi played the piano with ten fingers, "I can't do anything to you, but it's okay to prevent you from entering the Eight Hundred Mountains..."

Bei Xinglan is really going crazy!

Now she can't wait to become the Tathagata Buddha and accept this monstrous monk, or become the Monkey King and beat up this stinky monk! ! !
Bei Xinglan was mad with anger, but this monk laughed, and his laughter overwhelmed the country and the city, turning all living beings upside down, bringing disaster to the country and the people!

When he laughed, the mole on the tip of his nose was shining brightly. Compared with the indifference before, his facial features are very vivid at this moment. In Bei Xinglan's eyes, they are simply very good-looking. It is unreasonable for a monk to be so good-looking !
"You! I won't go, even if I'm killed! I protest, protest, protest!!!"

"Protest is ineffective."

"you--"

Bei Xinglan calmed down, made himself calm, let himself smile, two arcs were drawn on the corners of his mouth, trying to be amiable but stiff, "I said, can we talk?"

"Talking about the piano?"

"No, let's have a good talk, Qingqing, let's have a serious talk, shall we!?"

"Qingqing?" Jun Qingyi was stunned.

Bei Xinglan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Qingqing, can we have a good talk?"

Jun Qingyi was silent.

"Qingqing?" Bei Xinglan was observing his expression.

Jun Qingyi suddenly met her eyes, "Do I know you?"

(End of this chapter)