Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

He was comforted when he promised to give him two more steamed bread in the evening.

As soon as the little fat man left, Chen Yan stepped forward and stared at Li Muyan.

Who is Li Muyan? When he was alive, his parents doted on him. When he was a ghost, he had never been bullied, and he almost never softened up. Even if Chen Yan's face was not good, he didn't pay attention to it. He would return to his meditation room.

However, Chen Yan took the first step and put his whole person in his armpit. After all, this is not the body of Li Muyan, but he condensed it with his own cultivation. It can be seen and touched, but it has almost no weight when held up.

"Monk bald donkey! What are you doing? "

Li Muyan's legs were kicking in the air and his mouth was not idle. He bit Chen Yan's shoulder.

However, Chen Yan's shoulder is still very hard. He bit his teeth and felt a little bit gnawing.

Chen Yan put him on the bed, frowned and put the shoes on the ground to his feet. "Why don't you come out with your shoes on?" He almost took a sarcastic tone: "do you think you are a girl in boudoir, young and charming?"

In addition to being bigger, the foot is more beautiful than a woman's foot. The skin on the foot is white and delicate. I don't know if it is because of being a ghost. But he didn't care about that, he just got a little upset, he just let others see.

When Li Muyan saw Chen Yan picking up fallen flowers, he was so ridiculed. How could he have thought that he would be rejected by the same words one day.

He just sat on the bed with his chin up and his head tilted to see Chen Yan. Because he didn't open his mouth, he had a kind of unspeakable cleverness.

Li Muyan thought that the monk was really good.

That sword eyebrow star eye, the handsome face sinks down with unspeakable dignity, but most of the time his eyebrows and eyes are gentle, with compassion for all sentient beings. At the moment, his lips are tight and his eyes are focused on helping him wear shoes. If he is a woman, he must have been in love.

"Why don't you talk?" Chen Yan put on his shoes. Seeing that he had been quiet for a long time, he asked.

"I didn't wear shoes to go to your room. Who knows I was hit by the little monk. Look at him, he's so scared that he's hopeless." Li Muyan curled his lips.

"What are you doing in my room?"

"Of course it's to see if you've done something shady." What Li Muyan said is aboveboard. Chen Yan stares at him without blinking, which makes his attitude unnatural. "Man, which man can't do that in the morning, I don't believe you monks can't do that."

"What is that?" Chen Yan is already holding back a smile. He understands, but he doesn't say. He waits for Li Muyan, the little bastard, to say it.

"That's what." Li Muyan couldn't say that word.

"Why can't I understand?"

"Fart! You're still not a man! It's hard! Do you understand? " Li Muyan blew hair like, "I just want to see if you are hard, and then humiliate you in front of you. I'm worried that I don't even wear shoes. Are you satisfied?"

Li Muyan regretted entering the temple.

It's like he's been passive all the time.

Monk monk monk looks serious, but in fact, he is more serious than anyone else!

Chen Yan didn't tease him for a long time. After all, he still had an early class to do. He told Li Muyan not to play tricks on the people in the temple. Finally, Li Muyan said yes.

At noon, the sun was in full swing.

There are many ancient trees in the temple, which cover a lot of sunlight. Orioles are not afraid of the heat on this day. They are chirping in the trees, which adds some vitality to the solemnity of the ancient temple. The wind is warm. It's comfortable to blow on your face.

Although there are not many believers, they don't seem to be very few. After all, the temple is full of winding paths, and the fragrance of flowers and trees is elegant. If anyone finishes the incense and is tired of watching in the temple, he will sit under the ancient tree to avoid the sun. Occasionally, a few fearless squirrels come down from the tree to ask for food. Visitors often smile and look for snacks.

It's good to be alive.

Li Muyan stood behind an ancient tree that almost blocked his whole body. His figure was shadowy. If anyone saw him, he thought he was blindfolded.

His eyes are full of life. Only in the place where no one can see, he will not hide his desire.

Whether it's a person, a squirrel, or an ant on the ground, it's good. At least it's alive and alive. It's not like him. It's more withered than the old tree.

He laughed at himself. If he could die, he didn't have to wander around the world like this.

There is nothing good in the world.

There is nothing good in the world.