What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

An Chen turned his head and glanced at Jiu Ge, his expression meaningful.

"Wh...what's wrong?" Jiuge noticed An Chen's strange behavior and swallowed hard.

"Although I really want to, we can't hold hands or hug right now, in case Old Huang or Jingjing accidentally sees us..." Her voice trailed off.

“That’s not what I meant,” An Chen said calmly.

"What is that?" Jiuge was stunned.

"I'm here to answer your question about what you wished for." An Chen chuckled lightly, staring intently at Jiu Ge.

"Oh, what should we wish for?" Jiuge pondered her earlier question.

"Speaking of which, you seem to care a lot about your dear Uncle Knight?"

The group moved forward a bit, and An Chen also took two steps forward.

Upon hearing this, Jiuge remained motionless, stunned on the spot.

"No, I didn't. He was just like an uncle to me in the past. If I'm concerned about anything, it's why he came in during the illusion."

She took a few hurried steps toward An Chen, her eyes seeming very anxious.

“I know.” An Chen turned around again.

"Huh?" Jiuge blinked.

“I mean, we can make a wish and try to restore your Uncle Knight to his previous personality,” An Chen suggested seriously.

“Even if there is a problem, the problem will fall on Uncle Knight, who definitely has something going on.” He deliberately emphasized the word “Uncle” when he said “Uncle Knight.”

It wasn't intentional, nor was it because he didn't trust Jiu Ge; An Chen simply genuinely found teasing Jiu Ge quite amusing.

"..." Jiuge pursed her lips and nodded.

A moment later, she tugged at An Chen's sleeve and looked at him pitifully, "He's really just an uncle, and a former uncle at that."

"I know."

"..."

……

The queue lasted for twenty minutes.

When it was An Chen and Jiu Ge's turn, they paid two separate fees but only drew one fortune stick.

This extravagant move left even the young monk stunned. He knew that drawing lots was expensive, and there was no guarantee of winning even with a 60% chance of success.

After silently repeating "Let the knight return to his fifth or sixth grade appearance" three times, the two of them shook the lottery box together.

After a while, the sign that read "60%" fell down.

An Chen and Jiu Ge stared wide-eyed.

Even the little monk's pupils dilated in shock.

"Congratulations to you both. Please, you will surely have a successful marriage."

The young monk believed that An Chen and Jiu Ge, this young couple, were definitely destined for marriage.

He wrote two notes and handed them to the two men, indicating that they could go in.

As they entered, An Chen and Jiu Ge scanned the QR code on the ground at the door and gave each other 200 yuan as a token of their goodwill.

Incense smoke rose from inside the temple.

There was a spiritual scent inside the temple, but not a single spirit could be seen.

Putting that aside, the two of them didn't even see any ordinary passersby or spirits in the entire temple.

Although they found it strange, An Chen and Jiu Ge didn't investigate further.

If the Rider can really be turned back, then considering the potential future gains, this journey would be worthwhile.

I bought two sticks of incense and some offerings, and also spent a little money on incense oil.

Offerings were laid out, incense sticks were lit, and a basin of water was placed next to the incense burner. An Chen and Jiu Ge silently recited their wishes and bowed three times to the Buddha statue in front of them.

Just as I stood up, the older abbot came over with a QR code.

"Meeting is fate, sincere wishes will be granted, let's form a good connection, if you don't want to, we won't force it, may Buddha have mercy, I pray to Amitabha." He clasped his hands together and chanted.

"..."

"Let's go back to the hotel..."

An Chen and Jiu Ge suddenly felt that this place was unreliable.

Chapter 118 Men all use...

July 17th, 8:00 AM.

At five o'clock in the morning, Jiu Ge, with dark circles under her eyes, knocked on An Chen's door next door again.

"Good morning, let's run away." She was dressed neatly, as if she had made up her mind, and a relieved smile appeared on her face.

"I've figured it out. Let's put Old Huang and all that aside," Jiu Ge said, speaking in a riddle-like manner.

"?" Upon hearing this, An Chen froze on the spot.

“Last night I went to the Red Mandarin Duck Temple to remove the red ribbon that Huang Jingjing had hung up. I will also investigate the matter of your missing colleague as soon as possible…” He paused for a moment, and after a long while, he blurted out these two sentences.

After much thought, An Chen could only come up with these two reasons.

"I know." Jiuge maintained her stiff smile.

"Anyway, come in first, I'll wash up." An Chen grasped Jiu Ge's soft fingers and gently pulled her into the room.

close the door.

An Chen went into the bathroom, and Jiu Ge immediately collapsed onto An Chen's bed.

Smelling An Chen's scent, she suddenly felt a little more at ease.

Three minutes later, An Chen came out of the bathroom, and Jiu Ge was still lying on An Chen's bed.

Having learned from his previous experience, An Chen was much calmer this time when faced with the situation.

"Hmm... what happened again?" He sat sideways on the edge of the bed and glanced at Jiu Ge, trying to make his voice sound gentler.

After visiting the Red Mandarin Duck Temple and making a wish yesterday, An Chen and Jiu Ge made up an excuse to say goodbye to Old Huang and returned home.

After that, the two ate together as they had in the morning. After the meal, An Chen went to the Red Mandarin Duck Temple to remove the strips of cloth, and then went to sleep after returning.

During this period, Jiuge seemed to be quite normal.

Upon hearing An Chen's question, Jiu Ge pulled the blanket up over her face with both hands and burrowed into the blanket without moving.

"..."

And then, that was it.

“Jiuge?” An Chen called out softly.

Was he still half asleep?

He suddenly felt a little confused.

"Do you like me?" Jiuge asked from under the covers.

"I like it," An Chen replied instantly.

They're already in a relationship, how could they not like it?

"Really?" Jiuge asked weakly.

Although she has started dating An Chen, they haven't actually known each other for very long, and their current situation can't be described as... or rather, they don't really know each other very well.

Jiuge felt uneasy because of what happened to Jingjing yesterday.

"Really." An Chen answered instantly again.

"How much do you like it?" Jiuge persisted, grabbing the top of the blanket with both hands and pulling it down a little to reveal half of her face.

“I like it very much.” An Chen reached out and touched Jiu Ge’s face, smiling gently.

"How much do you mean by 'really like it'?" Jiuge's eyes lit up.

She reached out and grabbed An Chen's hand, which he was about to pull back, and nuzzled her face against his palm.

She shrank back and rubbed her face hard against An Chen's hand.

"Is it like, 'I'll only part from you when the mountains crumble and the heavens and earth unite'?" An Chen teased, looking at Jiu Ge's soft and adorable appearance.

Jiuge's face was soft, and strands of her hair fell onto his palm, making his hand itch.

"That's amazing? Mountains will crumble and the heavens and earth will unite?" Jiuge suddenly sat up in bed.

In such a short time, An Chen really likes her this much, and has even become so artistic?

"...This is a joke, and it seems to be lyrics too." An Chen sighed helplessly.

Aunt Qiong's masterpiece is probably only one that Jiu Ge didn't see when she was a child.

"..." Jiuge fell silent, her face darkening.

"My affection for you is more exaggerated than mountains crumbling and the heavens and earth uniting," An Chen added seriously, without batting an eye.

"Really?" Jiuge was shocked.

“Really.” An Chen nodded calmly.

"Then... then between me and Milk Candy, who do you like more?" Jiuge touched her index fingers together and looked shyly at the bed sheet.

“…” An Chen remained silent.

"..." Jiuge's expression turned serious.

"I like you." An Chen said, yawning.

"So what happened?" he asked, puzzled.

"Oh, oh." Jiuge nodded in satisfaction, without answering An Chen.

She jumped off the bed, unlocked her phone, and handed it to An Chen.