Me and the male lead group CP

Chapter 236 Little Monk, Hurry Up 29
"Then I'll go talk to Weiwei? But Weiwei doesn't seem to wake up, you have to wait, little girl."

Hearing what the village head's wife said, Zhao Xiaoling's face was very stinky!
Sleeping with that woman?
How can it be!

Seeing that woman, she wished she could strangle that woman to death.

But when she learned that Mu Weiwei and the little monk lived in the inner and outer rooms, Zhao Xiaoling immediately agreed.

"Actually, it doesn't matter. Sister Weiwei is injured and needs good news. I can't disturb her, so I'll just make a bed on the floor."

"Otherwise, the female benefactor sleeps in the house of the poor monk? The poor monk can just meditate."

Zhao Xiaoling was very happy, in this case, she would be in the same room as the little monk/.

"Thank you, little master Huijing."

"Huijing, in this case, you just go to take care of Weiwei, maybe her condition will recur at night, you have to watch her all the time."

The village head's wife looked at the little monk and said.

She didn't know what level this woman named Zhao Xiaoling was, but she knew it wasn't a good thing when she saw it.

The wife of the village chief can still feel this point after living half of her life.

This Zhao Xiaoling has an impure purpose.

She has plans for the little monk!

"What the benefactor said is that I just need to take care of the benefactor, Weiwei."

Zhao Xiaoling gritted her teeth, watching her plan fail, she really hated these people in her heart.

"In that case, I will trouble little Master Huijing."

But on the face, Zhao Xiaoling smiled harmlessly to humans and animals, very innocent.

Zhao Xiaoling was lying on the position where the little monk had slept before, and the little monk was sitting beside Mu Weiwei's bed.

Seeing Mu Weiwei's pale, bloodless appearance, she couldn't help but feel distressed.

However, within half an hour, Mu Weiwei suddenly opened her eyes.

"Little monk, where is that woman? Does she live in the inner room?"

The little monk nodded silently.

"Little monk, do you know that you killed a life today?"

The little monk remained silent, wasn't this to save Mu Weiwei?
"You did this because of me, right?"

The tips of the little monk's ears turned red quickly.

"Little monk, you have a crush on me, you like me, right?"

"No need to deny it, I can feel it, for example, if I die here now, will you be sad?"

The little monk thought about it seriously.

It seems that it is not only sad, but also grief. This feeling is completely different from how he feels about He Shi in Puring Temple.

Could it be that this feeling is like liking?

However, as a Buddhist, the little monk absolutely does not allow himself to break the precepts.

"Little monk, I want to drink."

As a result, Mu Weiwei turned over and took out a few cans of beer from under the bed.

"Alcohol is not intoxicating, everyone is intoxicated."

Mu Weiwei sighed while drinking.

"Weiwei... They all said that you can't drink if your hand is hurt..."

The little monk's persuasion skills are extremely poor, but Mu Weiwei really listened to it.

"Or, would you like to drink with me?"

Like a ghost, the little monk didn't know what was going on, so he suddenly picked up a can of beer and drank it down!

"Little monk, have you broken the precept?"

Mu Weiwei asked in surprise.

The little monk threw away the beer can in his hand, didn't speak, just looked at Mu Weiwei, and didn't continue to drink.

Not even confession and chanting.

His heart was in a mess.

"It's said to be telling the truth after drinking, little monk, since you've been drinking, let me ask you, Zhao Xiaoling or I, who is the prettiest?"

"You...are pretty"

"Fart, this lady is obviously a hundred times prettier than her, Jian Xing, please say it again!"

(End of this chapter)