A delicate green plum dressed as a traitor

Chapter 150 Her Hands Are Warm
Now, how should I put it, the little girl just won't open the door and won't get up.

Ye Zhi curled up in the warm quilt, rubbed her bright little face against the quilt with satisfaction, um, it was so soft, and yelled towards the door: "Mingyan, tell my mother that I won't go out Yes, I won't go. It's too cold, anyway, I just won't go, I want to have a good rest."

The quilt wrapped around her small body even more tightly, as if she was robbed by someone.

And afraid that Mingyan will not give up on Master Zhichen!
She told her tenderly: "By the way, I wish I had A Tao to serve me today, Mingyan, you follow my mother to Longhua Temple, pray for me, and ask me for a talisman to come back."

Let Master Zhichen reject her a few more times, maybe she can break her thoughts!
The woman outside was stunned for a moment.

Are you going to Longhua Temple again today?An imperceptible wry smile flashed across the corner of her mouth, she hadn't spoken to Master Zhichen since she was rejected last time.

So as not to increase the number of jokes.

Ming Yan shook her head: "Miss, madam asked me to call you, if you don't go, she will come in person."

Ye Zhi refused without even thinking about it: "It's useless for my mother to come, just wait an hour later and you can bring me breakfast. You are my maid in Qingyi Garden, so you don't have to listen to my mother, okay, You don't have to disturb me, I'm going to sleep under the quilt and I can't hear anything."

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The knock on the door rang again!
The little girl sleeping under the quilt looked at the pink apron on the top of the bed, and lazily said: "Mingyan, stop knocking, it's freezing cold, don't your hands hurt? It will be deducted from your salary. You can go to Longhua Temple with my mother, and you can take a look at how Master Zhichen is doing, and you will let your sister go, and if you disturb my sleep again, you will be deducted a month's salary."

Unexpectedly, it was not Ming Yan who spoke out this time.

"it's me."

The two words are simple, it is a little traitor!
It was so cold outside, but the fire inside the house was warming up, so I put on embroidered shoes and went to open the door to let him in.

By the way, I also brought Ming Yan along.

Once back in the house, the little girl immediately closed the door to avoid the cold outside, took off her shoes and hid under the blanket, only her head was exposed, she asked in confusion: "Xiaochen, why are you here?"

The little treacherous minister stepped to her bed, and said in a straight voice: "Aunt Ye asked me to call you, and I will go to Longhua Temple together."

This time, the little girl did not immediately refuse.

Mingyan next to her felt sad. She had been calling at the door for so long just now, but the little girl immediately refused.

Now, the attitude of another person is completely different.

After a while, Ye Zhi still rejected the little treacherous minister: "I don't want to go, I want to sleep, and I don't want to go out because it's cold."

After speaking, stick your head into the bed, and be a turtle with a shrunken head!
Shen Chen looked at her little head, not in a hurry, and said slowly: "I heard that Qinglian and the national teacher will also go."

Ye Zhi, who was under the blanket, jumped out all of a sudden, took the boy's hand and said excitedly, "What are the little fairy and the national teacher doing there?"

Those moist and clear eyes looked at her without blinking: "Yuanxiao, worship Buddha."

Ah Zhi pulled his hand, Shen Chen was excited, his cheeks were slightly red, but he pretended to be calm, nothing happened.

Shen Chen, who just came in from the outside, had very cold hands, and the little girl didn't dislike it, so she just pulled.

The soft catkin touched the bare skin on her hands, her hands were warm, white and tender, thin and long, the small nails had crescent moon marks, pink, very cute.

Being held in such a way, even in the icy and snowy world, I can't feel a trace of chill.

(End of this chapter)