Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Does Chapter 2163 hurt? It hurts, let me see.

Because of Du Ruoyu, the relationship between King Qin Yong of Chujiang, who had always been low-key Buddhism and indisputable with the world, and Linggui suddenly became intimate.

After getting along, Linggui also discovered that Qin Yong was not as difficult to get along with in the rumors.

He just sometimes looks like a stuffy jar, and sometimes hesitantly like an old lady. Most of the time he doesn't like talking to unfamiliar people, and he doesn't like fighting. He is introverted and not exposed. He looks like a cold and indifferent king. In fact, it's just too long to meditate outside of the world, and I don't understand the messy world. To put it bluntly, this is sullen.

Ling Yu said that he let people go down to pick up Du Ruoyu. This person was Qin Yong who followed her back with her shadow clone.

Seeing Qin Yong leaving behind embarrassedly, Gong Siyu shook his head and questioned: "Are you sure you can let him go by himself?"

"Got to take the first step."

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In the central circle of the golden area of ​​the modern and developed imperial capital, Du Ruoyu is in the lobby on the first floor of the skyscraper where the Gong family lived.

But in the evening, it should be the rush hour after get off work, and there are indeed all kinds of beautiful people coming and going outside the building.

But Du Ruoyu felt that this unusually gorgeous mansion was a bit gloomy.

Because, apart from her in the hall, there are only the ten receptionists who are standing still behind the front desk in the hall.

The place that made Du Ruoyu scared was here. The ten reception staff looked at her blankly and sullenly, maintaining the same expression and posture throughout the entire process, like a scary sculpture in a horrible wax museum...

She finally knew why the building where the Gong family lived was a "ghost building" in the imperial capital.

Because it's really scary!

Du Ruoyu has always been strong, able to handle the big things, even if he is bullied and insulted, but he was born to be afraid of things like ghosts and monsters.

Therefore, Mrs. Gong said that she would find someone to pick her up...

Du Ruoyu has been standing at the door of the revolving door waiting.

Because the lobby is extremely quiet, when an elevator arrives on the first floor, the prompt sound is extremely clear.

Du Ruoyu leaned back and looked back. From a distance, he saw a "monk" wearing a silk brocade and embroidered pale blue ancient-style robe, Feng Ting handsomely strolling toward her.

And... monk?

Du Ruoyu was startled fiercely.

But why can that "monk" be so...

Du Ruoyu stunned in disbelief, blinked, and made sure that he was right, that he was really a monk with a fluttering blue robe and diamond beads on his neck!

However, the man with evil and pure eyebrows who smiled at her, was the most handsome monk she had ever seen...

She is there.

Standing quietly, docilely waiting for someone to pick him up.

Qin Yong imagined the scene of meeting countless times, but never thought that it would be such an occasion to meet the woman who has been living deep in his heart.

He was nervous, even secretly clutching the precious Buddha string in his hand, his fingers faintly hot.

The setting sun outside the glass door was so dazzling, she carried the light on her back, like an incompetent elf with long hair and waist, looking back at him.

While Qin Yong was still struggling with how to say hello, Du Ruoyu stepped forward generously and politely chuckled, "Hello, are you the one who called for me to pick me up?"

"..." Qin Yong stood in front of Du Ruoyu, lowered his eyebrows, speechless.

Du Ruoyu looked up, marveling at the size of the handsome monk in front of him. He only glanced at each other and hurriedly looked away, ignoring his beating heart, saying that people have no resistance to beautiful things or most people, but Du Ruoyu always felt that she did, because Huo Yiqiu was very handsome, but she couldn't appreciate it, but this one...

"You... hello?"

Du Ruoyu found that the handsome monk in front of him ignored him, just staring at his face blindly. Those eyes were strangely faint in the gloomy hall of the mansion, as if there was a kind of gravitational force that could inhale the soul of a person, causing indulge.

"Click"...

The Buddha in Qin Yong's hand was broken, and 108 extremely precious Buddha beads were scattered on the spotless white floor tiles.

Qin Yong returned to his senses, feeling that his palms were sweating, and because he was too nervous about expecting, he broke off the string of Buddha he had been playing with...

He squatted down in a hurry to pick it up.

But I didn't want the woman in front of me to have a tacit understanding with him, and actually squatted down with him at the same time, trying to help him.

"Ouch!" Du Ruoyu covered his forehead.

Because the distance was too close, her forehead knocked to the monk's perfectly curved jaw while squatting.

Qin Yong moved for a while, raised his eyes suddenly, without thinking about it, stretched out his slender and pale hand and lightly touched Du Ruoyu's forehead, his throat moved, and a trace of nervousness was dumb, and he asked carefully: "Does it hurt? Huh? Ben... let me see."

Du Ruoyu was stunned like a frightened little rabbit. The man's hand attached to his forehead was cold and wet with sweat.

"No... it's okay." Du Ruoyu leaned back a bit, feeling that men and women were not getting married. In fact, he was more embarrassed. Then he lay on the ground and quickly picked up the Buddhist beads scattered around the man for the man, "I'll help you pick it. "

Du Ruoyu felt that the Buddhist beads were definitely not cheap, perhaps they were of an antique level.

"No, I can do it myself."

Qin Yong was not in a hurry to pick up the Buddhist beads scattered on the ground, his focus was entirely on Du Ruoyu.

But even though he said no, he still saw the woman in front of him, lying on the ground, with her hair hanging down to the ground, carefully looking for the Buddhist beads scattered and rolling down the distance.

After a few minutes, Du Ruoyu half-kneeled on the ground and counted the collected prayer beads, "105...106...108! All together! There are no less." She simply smiled, holding 108 beads in her hands. The Buddha beads leaned in front of Qin Yong, "Yes."

Qin Yong knelt on one knee, his eyes were deep and dazzling, with his charming smiling lips half-opened that day, staring blankly at Du Ruoyu's fair and beautiful face, staring in awe.

"Ahem! You... can you hear me?" Du Ruoyu's cheeks were red when he was seen, and he did not dare to look at the handsome monk in front of him.

"Oh, hear." Qin Yong's voice was as cold as a spring in the forest, but it was extremely pleasant.

With his gentleman's hand, he held Du Ruoyu's elbows and stood up together, then took off the kit hanging on the jade belt around his waist, slowly put the beads in Du Ruoyu's palm, and then took the spirit to give His pass card, ignoring a bunch of weird puppets at the front desk, led Du Ruoyu into the elevator.

The silent metal elevator is rising rapidly.

Inside, it was silent.

But suddenly, Du Ruoyu, who was always outgoing and generous, opened the chatterbox, glanced at Qin Yong curiously, and boldly asked, "Excuse me, are you a monk? That kind of... a monk? But you are not wearing a monk robe. I have never seen a monk like you."

Such an evil, handsome and pure face is a pity to be a monk.

(End of this chapter)