In the fast crossing, she relies on beauty and commits murder

Chapter 440 The Legend of the Charming Demon (34)

When he said this, Ayou's eyes still rolled, looking like a little fox thinking about some crooked ideas.

The passerby she pointed at seemed to be in his early 20s.Wearing a blue gown, with one hand behind his back, the other hand is holding a folding fan and shaking slightly.Her black hair was tied up with a turban, and she looked like a scholar.

Although the appearance is not too stunning, there is also a kind of gentle and refined temperament.

It has to be said that her casual gestures all depend on her face.

Chong Yuan glanced over there, and after finding out that it was a young man, the original smile on his face was subtly subtly reduced, and there were some traces of wrinkling between his brows.

It's just that the change was too small, and some signs were smoothed out soon.

He calmly replied: "Your eyes are clear, you should be an upright gentleman."

But I thought in my heart: With such an appearance, many nephews in the master's school are better-looking than him.

But what he most wanted to use for comparison, he didn't dare to let that thought float up.

But Ayou didn't seem to notice his thoughts at all, instead he looked at him a few more times, and then he approached Chongyuan and said, "Then look...how is his hair?"

She fixed her eyes on Chong Yuan, as if she was expecting an answer.

It didn't look like he was attracted by the passing person.

Chong Yuan always felt a little weird, seeing that she didn't seem to care about that person, and her tone of voice was a little more relaxed: "It's as black as ink, it should be properly maintained."

Ayou's eyes lit up: "His hair looks good with a headscarf, right?"

Chong Yuan originally had some delicate and careful thoughts, but now he was shrouded in confusion. He didn't understand what this girl wanted to do, so he just nodded.

He just agreed casually, but Ayou clapped his hands happily, and then his eyes drifted to his head involuntarily: "Ahem, in this case... Monk, do you want to try?"

try?what to try
Monk Chongyuan's eyes were blank for a moment.

Ayou raised his hand: "I bought this for you, so why don't you try to grow your hair and tie it up? I think you will look much better than him if you grow your hair!"

Fortunately, the passer-by had gone far away at this time.

This is the real shot.

Chong Yuan was taken aback.

He was taken to the teacher's school since he was a child.

At the beginning, he was just a young monk, but because he was accepted as a disciple by the master, his seniority was higher;
Later, he became the heir favored by Shimen;
Become the well-deserved No.1 again.

The top of his hair is always the same.

Even the lanugo hair on the top of the hair when I was a child was shaved off as early as when I entered the division.

Chong Yuan has gotten used to his identity as a Buddhist cultivator, and he is also used to the image that remains unchanged today.

But he never thought, now suddenly someone wants to ask him to grow his hair, and said that he will look better than others.

He couldn't help but want to laugh, and it was a little unbelievable.

It was like asking him to step over his old life and turn something upside down.

Chong Yuan knew that he should actually reject it straight away.

He is a Buddhist.

A Buddhist monk who is more devout than ordinary worldly monks.

The golden knife shaves off the mother's hair, and removes the dust and labor.

As early as he was ordained and entered the teacher's school as a child, he had already let go of all dusty desires.

How can I pick up those three thousand threads of trouble?
Ke Chongyuan looked down at Ayou.

She was a little shorter than him, and she just stood in front of him, looking up at him, the skin on her face was so delicate that it would shatter if touched, and her eyes seemed to be filled with various emotions, Joyful, anxious, funny, angry...

Looking at him eagerly at this moment makes people's hearts almost melt.

What she held in her raised hand was a men's headscarf, light blue in color, somewhat similar to the one worn by the scholar just now.

Being held by her fingers like this seems to be more beautiful than wearing it on the head.

It was clearly on the verge of rejection, but he couldn't say anything.

Monk Chongyuan seemed to have lost control of his body at this moment, and stretched out his hand unconsciously.

He felt that his fingers had touched the headband, and heard his own voice ringing at the door of the house: "Okay, I'll try."

"Really?" A look of surprise bloomed in Ayou's eyes instantly.

Monk Chongyuan opened and closed his lips. When he was sober, he wanted to regret it, but he still smiled helplessly: "Monks don't tell lies."

"The monks still have to shave their heads!" Ayou barged back without thinking.

Chong Yuan couldn't help but bent his fingers and tapped on her forehead: "Do you still want me to agree?"

Ayou covered his forehead, and stared at Chongyuan with wide eyes.

This is the first time he made such an action!
Ayou, a fledgling goblin, was a little surprised at the moment.

Monk Chongyuan was caught by her beautiful eyes, and then he realized what he did just now, quickly retracted his fingers, coughed twice, passed Ayou, and walked up the steps on his own He opened the door and walked into the yard: "Okay, it's getting late, hurry up and get in the house, it's time to prepare dinner."

From an angle that Ayou couldn't see, a reddish color had already appeared on his dusty handsome face.

But Ayou stood at the door without moving.

She clasped her forehead tightly with her two hands, and just tilted her head to watch Chong Yuan walk into the yard full of things, her eyes were confused and she didn't know it.

Just now it was...

Her hand was put down, but pressed to another place.

thump……

thump……

thump……

There is the rhythm of the beating heart under the palm.

Just now, why did I suddenly have a feeling of palpitations?
Is this the thrill of getting close to your lover as the tribesmen say?

Even if it is a Charm Monster who is born with charm, it still needs to accumulate experience.

It's not long since she left the clan, and the little charmer who doesn't have a lover obviously still doesn't understand the difference between this feeling and what the clansmen said.

To be more precise, even if there are a few more lovers, the charmer who mainly focuses on charm and only talks about love but not love may not really understand what this feeling means.

She just stood at the gate, watched the monk's back gradually enter the yard, heard the sound of the neighbors' aunts starting to cook, and quietly seemed to be thinking about something terrible.

"You haven't come in yet, what are you thinking when you stand there?"

The person in sight suddenly stopped, turned sideways and waved at her.

The sky is not too bright, but Ayou's eyes are still good.

Seeing his slightly flushed side face and the way he looked at her, the feeling of heart beating just now reappeared.

However, this time she didn't stop, but ran forward cheerfully, and said nonchalantly, "Isn't this coming? Monk, you are really nagging!"

(End of this chapter)