[A Chinese Girl] The high-cold male god is a Buddhist female disciple

Su Liangmeng was extremely embarrassed. Although she belonged to Dongyan, she was not familiar with Dongyan City at all, and she relied on a certain map for the car.

She stumbled and stumbled all the way, and came to Baoping Mountain only on the spur of the moment, but in the end she didn't know what Qingqing's real name was, and she didn't even see her face, what the hell.

When she stood at the entrance of Baoping Nunnery with dazed eyes, she didn't intend to make any surprises, so she took out her mobile phone to send a message to Qingqing, but of course she didn't hear back, why call?Well, no one answered either.

After casually grabbing a little Qiuni for questioning and answering, that person brought her here and said that the only young generation in the nunnery is the disciple of the first Master Jingci.

Yes, what Su Liangmeng asked was the name of the game...

How should I put it, when Su Liangmeng saw the bald monk wearing a soap-colored monk's robe for the first time, his eyes lighted up.

The black eyebrows that towered like snow peaks seemed to have some kind of unstoppable power, splitting the darkness between the sky and the earth.A pair of red phoenix eyes under the black eyebrows, when staring, they are like a calm black sea, and when they flow, they are like shooting stars flying away in the sky.

His slightly rolling eyeballs revealed a layer of dreamlike brilliance, looking bright and radiant.

Even if she tried all the most beautiful words in the world, she couldn't think of a single word to express the shock that these eyes brought to her.

Anyway, a bald head is the standard for testing appearance. If the full score is 100 points, Su Liangmeng would like to give this person 110 points, and the 10 points will be given to this pair of familiar eyes.

If it wasn't for the gender difference, she would really have thought that this person was Qingqing.

"I'm not, I don't, I have nothing to do with her." Mo Qingjia's heart skipped a beat when she met Su Liangmeng's gaze, and she panicked, feeling like she was caught-rape on the spot, and quickly denied it three times.

Not long after receiving the news from Dongfang Heng, Su Liangmeng came to the door. The ups and downs were so exciting.

"Who are you...?" Su Liangmeng, who was panting for breath, finally answered the words in a daze.

Her eyes flicked between Mo Qingjia and Qiao Heyu, one brow was furrowed, and the other was raining with pear blossoms. Is there... are there any monks in the nunnery?Monks fall in love too?Judging by her posture, she was obviously disturbed by something.

"I am..." Who is she?where is sheHow should she introduce herself?Your love is Qingchi, or Yanshi Luoqingjia?

Mo Qingjia choked in her throat and couldn't utter a word, her face became more worried, when did she start being so timid?

The raised right foot froze in place, not knowing whether to put it down and continue walking forward, or to retreat.

"Oh, it's been two years, and she doesn't even know who you are. It seems that I still have a chance," Qiao Heyu simply got up from the ground, stopped pretending, patted the dust on his body, and was bleeding from the gravel. He clasped his hands and hid them behind his back, with a calm expression on his face, "I'm leaving, Qing Jia."

She thought that even if it was a piece of ice, it should be melted in the past two years, but seeing Mo Qingjia's cautious appearance, afraid of scaring people away, she realized that her efforts were just useless.

It's a lie to say that you're not sad, but are feelings really that important to her?

All she wanted was Mo Shi's help behind Mo Qingjia's back.

People like them are born involuntary, so why should they extravagantly seek love?

What's more, what she is to her does not involve love, but only concerns interests.

After thinking about it, Qiao Heyu nodded towards Su Liangmeng, smiled appropriately, and walked out of the small courtyard with his head held high. This is the posture that the eldest lady of the Qiao family and the future successor of the Qiao family should have.

"That... I..." Mo Qingjia didn't care about what Qiao Heyu said at this moment, she was at a loss when she was blocked by people who cared about her!

That's right, she doesn't even talk about whether her feet are going to drop or not, she doesn't even know where to put her hands, neither on the left nor on the right, and fiddles back and forth.It's like a boudoir lady meeting her lover, she looks extremely reserved, which makes people laugh.

It's a pity that the only audience who witnessed it at this moment couldn't care less to laugh at her.

Qiao Heyu's last title exploded in Su Liangmeng's mind, Qingjia?Luoqingjia, is it a great god? !Isn't this a monk or a nun?Is it female, female? !Why does she keep mistaking the gender of the great god? ? _(:3」∠)_

It's no wonder the eyes are so familiar. That being said, she really looked for the right place. The Great God is Qingqing's sister, so she must be with Qingqing.

"Sister..." The word "sister" came out, and Su Liangmeng was stunned in front of Mo Qingjia's shiny bald head. She thought it was a monk just now, no, with this image, should she call her brother now? ?

The two of you looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't even know how to speak.The small courtyard after Qiao Heyu left was very quiet, so quiet that an awkward atmosphere surrounded the two of them, and no one dared to go any further.

"Well... do you want your feet to land first?" Su Liangmeng tried to find something to say, trying to divert his attention and ease the atmosphere.

It's just that "you" succeeded in making Mo Qingjia's face darken, and Su Liangmeng was terrified, not knowing how to offend the great god and her old man.

"People, people, I'm here." Just like the Feng Lazi in the red building, the voice came first before the people arrived.

With a bang, the courtyard door was kicked open, and three people visited in succession. Today was the most lively day in Mo Qingjia's small courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, a man with wheat skin carelessly walked in the door. He was not too hot in the hot weather. He put on a dark gray suit that was ironed without a trace of creases. With his handsome hairstyle now.

I saw that he was holding a bouquet of blue enchantresses in his arms, which were so gorgeous, with sporadic golden lights shining on the petals, one could tell at a glance that they were worth a lot.

Tiger eyes and sword eyebrows, whoever it is, is it not Wang Yuyu.

"Let's go." The arrival of Wang Yuyu meant to save the two of them from the fire and water, and Mo Qingjia finally stepped on the ground.

"It's so early today?" Wang Yuyu looked at the time in disbelief. It was 19 o'clock, and it was still dark. "Forget it, I'm leaving too. I won't be a light bulb for you two. I'll send you flowers."

When Wang Yuyu entered the door, he only saw Mo Qingjia's who was facing the door. When he turned to leave, he saw Su Liangmeng, put Huashun into her arms, and left in a hurry.

With a flick of my sleeve, I don't take a single cloud...and leave a bouquet of flowers...

Su Liangmeng took a bouquet of flowers inexplicably, neither hugging nor throwing them away, subconsciously looked at Mo Qingjia, as if asking for her opinion.

Mo Qingjia helped her forehead helplessly: "Take it, he is Wang Yuyu, prince of Fenghuo Opera, you have seen him before."

Wang Yuyu's arrival, in addition to leaving a bouquet of flowers and breaking the silence, also indirectly confirmed for Su Liangmeng that the bald head in front of him was undoubtedly the Great God Qingjia.

Mo Qingjia opened her mouth, but didn't say anything in the end, she only called Su Liangmeng into the room: "Come in and sit down."

"Yeah," Su Liangmeng followed closely behind, asking as he walked, "Isn't Qingqing here?"

Hearing this, Mo Qingjia was tripped by herself. For two years, she had been waiting for Su Liangmeng to find out her size and identity until she became bald.

"I have something to confess to you."

Despite the large yard outside, the space inside the house is surprisingly small, probably separated deliberately, leaving only a single bed and a computer desk here.

At the end of the bed are piles of large and small courier boxes, all sent from Neixiang City.

Bamboo wallpaper, exactly the same as the photos of that year.

"What?" Su Liangmeng looked around the room, and her eyes fell on Mo Qingjia's computer. There were two Qiannv clients opened on it. The Dashen account was in front, and the name of the other one was just blocked. Looking at the skills, it was Su Liang Meng's familiar character doctor.

God also plays with milk?still……

She was taken aback, and suddenly remembered that in this small space, there was only one bed, one swivel chair, and one computer...

A terrifying thought rose and magnified from Su Liangmeng's mind, right?Impossible?

She moved her fingers back and forth between the computer and Mo Qingjia, stuttering and unable to speak.

"See?" Mo Qingjia, who had calmed down, was much calmer than her, and she didn't feel the slightest panic about being stripped of her vest.Instead, she was relieved that the day had finally come.

"You are Qingchi?" Su Liangmeng asked uncertainly, her soft and cute little apprentice instantly turned into a tall man of 1.7 meters, forgive her for being a little incapable of accepting it.

"Drink water." She sat on the swivel chair. Mo Qingjia took a paper cup and stood by the bed and handed it to her. The distance between the two was less than half a meter. Her slightly surprised face.

Under the impact of the great god Shengshi Meiyan, Su Liangmeng only heard a "boom", something exploded in her mind, and her face blushed helplessly.

"I'm Qingchi, and I'm also Luoqingjia. My real name is Mo Qingjia," Mo Qingjia smiled, fearing that Su Liangmeng didn't know what her real name was, so she added, "'Gentlemen grow old together, vice-president Liujia 'Dejia."

"Great God, hello, I'm Su Liangmeng, the yellow beam of a dream of yellow beams, ah, no, it's Su Liang..." Su Liangmeng was completely dumbfounded, only listening to the great god introducing herself, she followed suit, who After talking for a long time, her tongue got stuck, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

If Qingqing has something to hide from her, she will be very angry with Qingqing, but this person in front of her is the great god Qingjia, his status is different, which means that the way of getting along will also change.

"Second Master, you can call me Qingqing." Mo Qingjia said the words when they first met, her eyes were so gentle that water dripped from her eyes.

"No, no, no," Su Liangmeng quickly waved his hands, secretly thinking that he can't be offended, and was about to get up tremblingly, but he didn't forget to mutter a few words, "It's getting late, my god, I'm leaving first, and I'll come to visit another day. "

Mo Qingjia raised her hand and grabbed her wrist, feeling a little nervous, then withdrew her hand like lightning, as if she was scalded, afraid of being abrupt: "Don't go." The water in the glass splashed on her because of the action just now. On her arm, she didn't bother to wipe it.

Su Liangmeng saw the great god standing aside pitifully, like an abandoned little animal, rolled his eyes unconsciously, and began to complain wildly in his heart: Is this still the legendary male god who is the most cold-tempered in a thousand years?The doormat's expression was about to make such a fuss.Ah hey, don't act like I've messed with you and is irresponsible, it's scary... By the way, is she really a girl?

Su Liangmeng was thinking wildly in his mind, and his eyes wandered to Mo Qingjia's chest. This is too smooth, and a sentence suddenly popped up in his mind: Yes, I'm sorry.

"Pfft," Su Liangmeng shrugged her shoulders, amused by her own thoughts, and asked what was in her mind without going through her brain, "Are you really a girl?" After she finished asking, she realized that the atmosphere was not quite right. .

I am most afraid of the sudden quietness of the air.

Mo Qingjia's head is full of black lines, how many times does she have to explain before Su Liangmeng believes that she is a woman: "It's real, why don't you try it?" Mo Qingjia lowered her head and glanced at her chest, which was comparable to a door panel. , took Su Liangmeng's hand in frustration, and touched it to an indescribable place.

"Damn it—uh..." The rest of the words were swallowed in his mouth.

The author has something to say:

Another favorite, happy

The two heroines finally met face to face, and kissed as soon as they met, it felt a little exciting (suck)

It was too difficult for me. I wanted to come back tonight to make up for today's work, but when I got off work, another customer called, and I was puzzled. How dare Ning tell me the price of tens of dollars and return it to me. Let me add two and a half hours to your drawing class? ? ?I'm so meow, I have such a temper