We are not friends anymore!

They swallowed together.

"you..."

Yu Kai stirred the porridge in front of him with a spoon, a little hesitant to speak, he didn't need to threaten, but also showed a sensible smile.

The two were weeping secretly, and at the same time, a sentence swiped the screen in their minds - "Why did I meet this fat/skinny in the morning and eat dog food at the same time!"

On the other side of the table, Song Wenyin was coaxing Chuchu to eat breakfast routinely. The little girl was known for her temper, "It's too hot! No, don't eat!"

Song Wenyin touched the wall of the bowl, it was indeed a bit hot, but it was not too hot to eat, but she still took a good-tempered spoon to take a bite and demonstrated by herself: "Look, it's edible, come on, open your mouth, ah—— "

Chu Chu turned her head away from the spoon: "No! Don't eat! I don't know who made me sleepless at night and lose my appetite in the morning!"

Song Wenyin was helpless, and didn't care about the petrified pair of cousins ​​on the opposite side, and said, "My fault, but the baby can't punish himself for my fault, can he? If you don't eat, you won't grow taller, cough, and your chest won't grow too. "

This time it was a hornet's nest, and Chu Chu hugged her chest tightly: "I have a flat chest, why should it grow! You hate it! Go away! I will definitely not eat this morning!"

Song Wenyin secretly scolded herself for being presumptuous last night, and that the other party's health is poor. If she doesn't sleep well at night, she will feel chest tightness and shortness of breath the next morning, have a splitting headache, have no appetite, can't eat at all, and will be very irritable.

Yu Hao also knew this. He took a sympathetic look at Song Wenyin and continued to fight over his five steamed buns and two bowls of tofu nao. , it will be miserable if he gradually loses weight and becomes Yu Kai's mentally retarded appearance. Thinking about it like this is still a bit sad, as if he has already seen his sallow and emaciated appearance!

Yu Kai was still in the petrochemical industry, and felt that the whole world was fake after waking up this morning. First, he met Yu Hao, a dead fat man who was disgusted with him. Then Song Wenyin seemed to be a different person. The kindergarten teacher was still patient, and only when Yu Kai saw the impatient cold eyes of the other party looking at him did he suddenly realize that Song Wenyin was still the same Song Wenyin, and the abnormal object was definitely not him.

But seeing the undisguised interaction between Song Wenyin and Chu Chu, Yu Kai was startled by the other party's boldness, Song Wenyin hugged Chu Chu!Kiss Chuchu!He picked up the spoon again and tried to feed Chu Chu!Kiss again!God, kiss and feed a mouthful of rice!

While thinking deeply about the underlying reasons behind this, why did the other party dare to feed his same-sex girlfriend openly in the cafeteria?It must not be to believe in everyone's openness, but to have something to rely on so there is no fear, can it be said?Is it to silence? !Will all the people in this cafeteria have to come in vertically and go out horizontally today? !

Thinking of this, Yu Kai was so sad that he couldn't even eat the only small bowl of porridge in front of him.

"Are you unable to eat?" Chu Chu's eyes were sharp, seeing that Yu Kai was also unable to eat, she quickly asked her a comrade-in-arms: "Look, Wen Yin! He can't eat either! We got up too early! This time Who can eat? Go back to the dormitory and sleep for a while!"

Song Wenyin looked around the cafeteria. Although the cafeteria was open at six o'clock, there were not many people there, but she still shook her head: "You said that you have to get up early today and go to the student union to find out the situation."

Chu Chu was discouraged, and began to eat reluctantly.

Another morning full of vigor and vitality!

The author has something to say: replaced~

Then a little angel said that he wanted to see the follow-up of the anti-theft, which is actually a prequel, so I will post the rest in the author's words!

The extra short story is the fish that the author touched before, as a security guard, of course the author will definitely replace it!

The author Zhe is finally busy with the college entrance examination!

Then it's time to make an appointment with the hospital!

The author is going to pull out his wisdom teeth!

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Prajna × Yimulian

Part I

Nothing in this world is eternal. The immature ones are growing, and the unfortunate ones are changing. They have tried their best, but there is no way to criticize them.

We always walk with regret and remorse in this life, or choose indifference, or choose revenge, and we are all mortals confined to the world.

"Am I beautiful? Dad?"

The monster's voice is sweet and honey-coated, which makes the ears numb and the heart itchy.

He smiled frivolously, served beauty and acted fiercely, and behaved dissolutely, but it just made people want to hold this treasure in the palm of his hand and pamper him.

Isn't that right, his amber eyes can make you stop harsh words with just one glance, and if the corners of your eyes are a little red, it just makes you want to offer the whole world in exchange for his face, he is more delicate and fairer than a woman His thin skin seemed to be broken by blows and bullets, and his slender figure was only suitable for protecting him in his arms, preventing him from suffering the slightest bit of wind and rain in this world.

So Qingming can only let this little monster run amok in the dormitory

——The monster was summoned a few days ago, and in just a few days, it has already captured the hearts of men, women and children in the whole village.

"Mei, our Prajna is the most beautiful, can we eat Bodhidharma obediently now?" Qingming was helpless, except that Kung Fu Prajna maintained the form of a demon for a while when he was summoned, now he has already looked like a cub, snow jade pink and tender One dumpling.

Even so, it's uneasy, relying on that overly cute little face, blinking big eyes, coquettish in the arms of so many young ladies, grabbing Ibaraki's fireball to play with, stealing Jiu Tun's wine gourd to get drunk He was unconscious, and even ran to Yaohu's room in the middle of the night and hugged his tail so he couldn't let go. In the end, he insisted on sleeping like that all night. The angry big tengu almost made a killing move, but was finally told by Yaohu: "It's as naughty as a child. What~" let go of all temper.

But when it comes to the most troublesome thing for Qingming, it is definitely not the misfortune of these monsters, but the situation of another big monster, which can definitely be called the most miserable three words.

Thinking about it, even the front of the Fallen Demon was Fengshen, and the Queen of the Fallen Demon was also a resounding and tyrannical demon.But he was targeted by the little ancestors in the liao, and he focused on "caring".

For example, insisting on riding on someone’s head with two small paws pulling the big monster’s horns to ask the big monster to take him to the sky to play, but he shrugged his mouth full of grievances and disliked the wind, and wanted to hug him with a glance It took a long time to be coaxed before he agreed to it; another example was rolling all over the floor and crying, asking the dragon king behind the big demon to come behind him, and Yimulian had no choice but to walk for a day with Prajna on his back, so that the dragon king was also counted. Prajna is behind him; as for staying up in the middle of the night and staying in the big demon's room to watch the big demon dance, not combing hair well and having the big demon do it for him, and eating Dharma and losing his temper and asking the big demon to feed him spoon by spoon is not worth mentioning commonplace.

At this moment, the little ancestor became restless again. He raised his eyes, his amber eyes were clear to the bottom, filled with water vapor, and secretly rubbed his fair little face and nose, which were blushing from luck, and coquettishly softly: "Would you like me?" , keep feeding~”

Qingming couldn't bear this critical blow, and immediately emptied the blood tank, and a little paper man flew to Yimulian's side: "Come and coax us little Prajna!"

Yimulian sighed and put down the teacup in his hand, and got up resignedly.

The red dragon behind him moved twice, exhaling a scorching breath: "You indulge him too much." Lord Long frowned, "He is not a cub who really doesn't know the world."

The big demon slightly raised the corners of his eyes with a bit of evil spirit, but his tone was gentle: "That's why I can't refuse."

Lord Long shook his head behind him. Since the adult fell into a demon, he has rarely shown such a gentle expression.

"Lianlian, hug~" With tears in his eyes, the little guy asked Yimulian for a hug.

Yimulian couldn't help teleporting over, took Banruo from Qingming's hand politely and unquestionably, tapped Banruo's head lightly with his slender and well-defined fingers, and said in a tone of indulgence: "Naughty." Turning to Qingming, he said politely: "Abba, I took the prajna away."

Qingming waved his hand, "I don't want to stay here, one or two are like this, he's already used to staying behind as an onmyoji?"_>`.

"Then how can I eat obediently?" Yimulian protected Banruo's waist, preventing the little baby in his arms from falling, he was helpless.

Hannya was holding on to Yimulian's front, sitting on Yimulian's lap with short arms and short legs, her little face was flushed because of the fuss earlier, and there was a little water vapor at the end of her eyes, and the golden curly short hair naturally raised two dull hairs, Xiaozui pouted Lao Gao: "Lian Lian doesn't like Prajna anymore!"

Look, it's like this again.

Long Jun rolled his eyes lightly, spewed out two wisps of hot air, and decided to close his eyes to be pure.

Yimulian helplessly put Bodhidharma aside, put one hand through Banruo's armpit, and raised his buttocks with the other, in a standard and familiar posture for holding a child.

Hannya subconsciously stretched out her short arms to wrap around Yimulian's neck.

The soft milk fragrance that belongs to children mixed with the sweet smell like honey lingers on the tip of the nose for a while, and I can't help but squint my eyes in joy, and the voice is softer: "How come, dear, you are my most precious baby."

You are my most precious treasure, the sweet dream I have lost for many years.

How could it be, how could I have the heart to miss you again.

A crying little monster.

Banruo smiled, with a cute and cute face, with white teeth and sharp canine teeth on both sides.

He sneered in his heart: It's just that he didn't know that he was that ugly monster back then, and now he regards this skin as a treasure, or in other words, who can hate it?But, monsters are always more believable than humans.

The reason why Prajna haunts Yimulian is very simple, that is, if he thinks, he will act without any scruples.

In the past, he was worried about that, hesitated about this, he never retaliated against the atrocities committed by humans on him, and he never pursued those who used him.

He's not stupid, he understands everyone's thoughts, he just thought, give them another chance, what if, what if they don't treat me so badly next time?They would also smile at me, invite me to temple fairs, and drag me to play in the forest...

Opportunities were given again and again, and the only answer was firm and full of sarcasm and malice.

So, in the end, he came to sanction again, those ugly people, died of the sins they committed.

Hannya frowned, suppressing this past memory.In short, no matter what happened at the time, the current him is just so reckless.

Yimulian looked at the little guy who was quiet and frowned again, as if he was facing a big enemy, thinking that Hannya was going to lose his temper again and refused to eat Bodhidharma.

Hannya glanced at the big demon's stiff arm inexplicably, stretched out his little hand dissatisfiedly and pulled the big demon's hand over, and then "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" ate the Dharma paste on the spoon, today is my favorite lychee flavor, Can't be wasted.

After lunch, basking in the sun, the autumn afternoon, the sun is the most pleasant, lukewarm and lazy, only makes people crisp the bones of the whole body, and yawns softly.

Yimulian hugged Banruo, and Banruo had already fallen asleep comfortably, her cheeks were pink, obviously she slept very sweetly.

Yimulian gently wrapped up Banruo with his large coat.

There is also a sleeping demon fox on the side of the big tengu. The big tengu gently strokes the fox's tail hair, and there is a pool of spring water in his eyes.

"Be sure to be patient, you will grow up." Big Tengu said abruptly with a blank expression on his face. Everyone in the room knew that Yaohu was brought up by him.

"Don't bother to worry about it." Yimulian was also expressionless, and he didn't see the gentle look he usually treated Prajna.

"...Oh ▼_▼" Ootengu can use his toes to figure out that the other party doesn't want to spy on his treasure by himself.

Yimulian then lowered his head again, staring at Prajna in a daze.

Whether it is beautiful or ugly, what kind of posture you choose, what kind of temperament you are, my baby, I only want you to be well, live more easily, laugh more freely, be rich and healthy, be happy and smooth.

That night, there was a faint fishy smell in the wind, and even though he had already degenerated into a demon, Yimulian still felt uneasy and went to check.

"Let, let me go! Youkai-sama!"

The man's voice trembled, and he couldn't make any more sound at random, only the extremely weird and penetrating broken tone, as well as the sound of bones breaking and skin and flesh separating, made people shudder.

At this moment, the honey-like sweet and gentle voice is extremely abrupt and weird, "Aha, Quan, don't you recognize me? How about it, have you seen my tricks? Be happy! I am Very happy! Hahaha!"

Then there was no more sound, the whole village was eerily quiet, and the smell of blood became even stronger.

"How many people did you kill?" The big demon's voice was calmer than he expected.

The sudden voice also surprised Banruo, and at random, he glanced behind him.

Even though he has degenerated into a demon, this man is still too elegant and calm. His horns that symbolize demon power have a beautiful transition from white to black at the top, long silver hair hangs down, covering one side of the eyes, and the other side The golden pupils are strange and deterrent, the long coat is dotted with down feathers, the bare feet, and the long black and pointed nails show that this man is no longer the god of the past.

Banruo raised the corner of her mouth, her amber vertical pupils were full of sarcasm, it was an extremely provocative smile: "What does it have to do with you?"

Immediately, he replied to himself: "Oh, that's right, I heard that Lord Fengshen sympathizes with these bastards the most, but why, are you trying to stop me?"

"But... now you, why do you interfere with me? Huh? Master Yimulian?" The tone was higher than before, and it seemed even more sharp and rude.

"They bullied me and humiliated me. They deserve what they deserve. You'd better not ask for trouble."

After saying that, regardless of Yimulian's reaction, he turned around and left.

Leaving Yi Mu Lian alone in place, silent for a long time, in the end, he just summoned the wind to gently cover up all the evils.

Yimulian didn't know what he was thinking, sometimes he thought that this evil spirit had to be eliminated, and more often he thought that he would never remember such a voice wrongly, but what was it that caused the The little monster who cried secretly became like this?

So he simply followed Prajna silently, neither far nor near, as long as the big demon was willing, no one would be able to detect his aura.

Banruo's favorite thing to do is to look in the mirror, the calm water surface, the blurred bronze mirror, and even in the eyes of others, he will stare at his own image, sometimes muttering to himself, sometimes not saying a word, even sometimes, just like that like tears.

Every time at this time, Yimulian felt that the tears were dripping in his heart, "呵呵" eroding his heart with a dull pain.

They didn't kill people anymore, they just did some... pranks, throwing caterpillars on the clothes to dry, quietly attracting the husband's wife who was having an affair, or taking away the cooking rice in the pot, leaving those people to suspect each other and blame each other.

He would still steal honey from wild bees, take a nap by himself in the reeds full of fireflies, and while the mother rabbit was not paying attention, he took out two little rabbits that had just opened their eyes, rubbed them in his arms, and put them back secretly.

In fact, Yimulian knows that Mother Rabbit has always known the behavior of this little monster and just indulged him, and the bunnies also like him very much.

how about you?

The dragon behind him twisted his body,

Don't adults like him?

Yimulian is still silent,

But a demon and a dragon all know that the answer is yes.

"Lianlian is in a daze again, Lianlian is stupid! Prajna wants to eat honey!"

Immediately returning to his senses at a glance, he looked at the small group of Hannya who was arrogant and bossy, and loved it in his heart. He hugged her and kissed her on the soft cheek

"Hey, I'll find everything you want, huh? What else do you want?"

Prajna's big amber eyes rolled around: "Then you need youth groups, candied haws, buns and buns, and you don't want to walk by yourself (??? `?)"

The gears of the clock turn lightly, the so-called wrong and right are gathered on the same chain, some people don't care, some people distinguish too clearly, but in the end, haven't they all been like that?

Part II

People don't grow up when they want to grow up the most, and grow up quickly when they don't want to grow up the most, often very helpless.

Qingming, a monster in the dormitory, doesn't have to suffer from this trouble. If he wants to grow into a monster overnight, he can sleep in the barrier for a few nights, where safety is taken care of, and he can be reborn in a dream. If he doesn't want to, then Seimei or the big monster next to him will bring him up little by little, and he has experienced the joy of growing up.

The former, such as Bodhidharma, who serves as a nutritious meal, or Ibaraki and Yan Mo, who urgently need to go to the arena, all came here in this way. The wind and rain slowly grow up.

It's easy to see, then, that no kid wants to grow up overnight if they can.Fortunately, Gu Huo Niao likes children the most, and most of the little monsters in the dormitory are brought up by her.

Once the days are flat, it is always easy to give people the illusion of eternity.

Everyone thought that Prajna would grow up under Quan Liao's love and Yi Mu Lian's heart little by little, just like Yaohu did back then.

But Banruo is always the one who plays the most unreasonable cards. On a most unusual evening, Yimu lost the indifference and elegance of the past. He was so anxious that he searched all over the world for a whole night but couldn't find it. That little figure.

Everyone was overwhelmed, Qingming even planned to ask the eight hundred bhikkhunis in the next door, and Yimulian seemed to be the same as everyone else.

It's just that when it was time for dinner, Qingming watched helplessly as he took away the red bean-flavored Bodhidharma with a calm expression, and ate it all in one gulp with grace.

The other demons were all stunned, until Qingming coughed lowly, and then everyone started eating as if nothing had happened.

And Yimulian finally realized something was wrong, the red bean flavored Dharma paste, because it was too sweet and greasy, Yimulian never ate it on weekdays, on the contrary, Hannya likes various flavors of Dharma paste, lychee and red bean Sweet is also his favorite.

Lord Long wisely chose not to say a word. He knew that this big monster was about to collapse.

If the lost and recovered treasure is lost again due to your carelessness, what kind of regret, self-blame and deep helplessness and despair it will be.

"The Prajna is different." Qingming said with a sigh, shaking his fan.They still decided to ask Eight Hundred Bhikkuni for help.

"What's the difference, that adults are so impressed." Big Tengu was puzzled.

In his opinion, little Prajna is undoubtedly very similar to his cubs, except that Prajna is more noisy, and if he is brought up well, he will become an upright monster. (Crowd: excuseme?! Which eye do you see that the demon fox grows up to be very upright?!)

"It's not the same, that child, those eyes have seen too much misfortune, and that heart has also encountered too many disasters. He has long since ceased to obey any secular world."

"...What you said is." Da Tengu half-understands this mysterious conclusion, after all, it's not something he should worry about.

Qingming closed the paper fan covered with dark patterns with a "snap," shook his head, and sighed again as if laughing at himself: "Bad boy, calling you Dad is just to avoid blame. You are so good at acting like a baby, completely I lost to Prajna."

All the monsters in the liao call him "Master Qingming", but this little guy calls him "Abba" sweetly, crisply, and it hits people's hearts.

Two days.

Prajna hasn't come back yet, neither has Yimulian.

Manipulating the wind, Yimulian seemed to be tireless, looking for every corner he could find, to see if there was a bit of sugar residue left by the bad boy.

He asked himself: Must it not be interesting enough?It made Banruo feel bored, it must be that he didn't buy the mask he wanted for Banruo, the little guy was angry, right?Or because he secretly hid a few lychee-flavored pastes because he was afraid of his tooth decay, the baby simply went to the town to find candy for himself?

"You know, it won't be such a naive reason."

Long Jun snarled his nose, and the scorching breath made the birds on the side far away. He smashed his mouth, but he still couldn't hold back his mouth.

"I told you he wasn't really a cub. Did you forget?"

"The shikigami summoned by Lord Qingming should be cubs at first, even you. Only Hannya, who became a demon right after being summoned, suddenly turned into a cub after a day."

It's like a joke, it's completely predictable how perverse and vicious this monster is.

Long Jun silently cursed.

Yimulian was silent for a long time, just when Long Jun thought that Yimulian was going to remain silent like this.He said lightly: "A long time ago, no one gave him a guardian who could feel at ease as a cub."

"I am originally a wind god, and I cherish human beings. I am willing to give everything for them, and I am willing to bear the consequences whether I can bear them or not."

"Even though they've always been so forgetful, I've never regretted it."

"Later, I degenerated into a demon, and I wished to protect them all the time. It's just... thinking about it... they don't need it."

"Later, I thought, my people had hurt him so profoundly, so let me atone for them."

"So I witnessed him killing so many people with my own eyes, and I didn't stop him."

Speaking of this, Yimulian let out a low laugh, the tails of his long and narrow eyes were lifted up, and his golden pupils were stained with a strange evil spirit, even the Dragon Lord was made terrified by the laughter.

"He shattered my faith, and then he sat in that position unreasonably. Now it's like this again, he's going to ignore me, it's too naughty." Yimulian's tone is very strange, half smiling It was crying, with a distorted and depressed look.

Too dangerous breath,

Long Jun shrank himself back and stopped saying anything, for fear of offending this collapsed monster again.

At a critical juncture, a familiar little paper figurine "slapped" to Yimulian's forehead.

Staring at each other, he quickly took off the little paper figurine at random, and finally saw the news that made him think about it day and night——

"Found it, come back."

Ah, saved.

However, before Long Jun could draw a breath in the future, he was dragged by Yi Mu Lian and rushed all the way back to the courtyard with ten times the wind force.

His long silver hair, which was soft and smooth in the past, was blown into a mess by the wind at this moment. Under the wide feathers, there was only an undergarment, and his belt was tied in a random way. His eyes were bloodshot, and his indifference in the past The color is completely gone.

Qingming felt more alive after thinking about it this way: "Panruo is still sleeping..."

Yimulian only had time to nod at him, then hurriedly teleported into the Prajna room.

"My aunt gave him a bath and didn't wear clothes when she was too small..." Qingming silently swallowed the second half of the sentence.

So as soon as Yimulian entered the room, his eyes were full of spring lights, and he was so excited that Yimulian, who hadn't slept well for the past two days, almost exploded to death.

The Creator probably put all his love and affection on this skin.

Nowhere is not exquisite, nowhere is not seductive.

The young monster is sleeping soundly at the moment, the eyes that are most mischievous on weekdays are closed, and the already thick and curled eyelashes are like a small fan, the tip of the small nose moves slightly, and the cherry-colored The lips were slightly opened, and a suspicious transparent liquid flowed from the corners of the lips. The sleeping position was not stable. Most of the quilt was kicked to the side, and only one corner barely covered the bottom of the legs, but he couldn't bear the joy.Large areas of fair and delicate skin were exposed outside, and the afternoon sunlight poured into the room through the window panes, like flowing amber, caressing the young man gently, coating the young man with a light and warm radiance, making his skin even more radiant. White as jade.

The fine dust floats slowly in the air, and the occasional chirping of birds can be heard outside the window, making this place extraordinarily quiet and beautiful.

Yimulian bent down, all the restlessness, anger, and panic, at this moment, all turned into those thousands of nostalgic soft kisses.

Kissing his god like the most devout believer.

"It's too much~ Stealing a kiss or something, it looks like a pervert!"

The slender and fair arms were exchanged for Yimulian's neck, and his voice was a bit hoarse, matched with the original sweetness of the boy's voice, it was obviously the most charming and mellow wine at this moment, and Yimulian felt that he was about to get drunk.

He subconsciously grabbed Banruo's waist, wanting to hug Banruo, but the tentacles were soft and slippery, and he was stunned for a while, but before he could react, Banruo was already hanging on him, with his arms hooking him His neck and his legs tightly wrapped around his waist, but Prajna's whole body was naked at this time.

The only barrier between the two is Yimulian's thin undergarment.Yimulian sniffed the faint smell of alcohol and sweetness from the tip of his nose, and his body could feel the warmth and softness. He even couldn't control himself and pictured the picture of pressing the young man under him hard, yes, the young man at this moment The most delicate part is closely attached to Yimulian through a thin layer of fabric, and Yimulian can even feel the perfect and delicate shape and imagine the light pink color.

"Lianlian, it's hard~" Prajna never thinks it's a big deal, "Do you want Prajna to help?" It was as bad as ever.He even moved maliciously, making the friction even more unbearable.

"Don't do that, baby."

Yimulian hugged Hannya tightly, the deep color in his eyes was like a giant beast with its mouth open, waiting to devour delicious prey.

After all, he is no longer the God who desires nothing.

"You should know, you don't have to try this way. No matter what, you are my treasure." It is worth being careful, restraining the evil beast in my heart, restraining again and again, not daring to be presumptuous.

Hannya's hand was stiff, and finally, he smiled softly, and his soft blond hair rubbed against Yimulian's neck, and Renmulian tore off the haori to wrap him up, just like when Hannya was young, and then wrapped Hannya She took the whole thing into her arms and went to pick up clothes from Gu Huo Niao.

"This brat! I stayed in the enchantment for two days! After I came out, I sneaked into my uncle's wine cellar without saying a word! When I found it, I was drunk like mud! Those pots of fine wine that my uncle treasured, give me all of them." Drink it clean!"

Jiu Tun was so childish that he fell on his back, the most hateful thing!The jug of wine that Hong Ye gave him was not let go!

Banruo nestled in Yimulian's arms, playing with Yimulian's hair with one hand, spreading the corner of his mouth with the other, rolling his eyes, and made a grimace at Shuten Doji.

"You! I will teach you a good lesson today!" Jiu Tun said as he was about to snatch Prajna from Yi Mu Lian's arms, wishing he could throw this brat out of the Yin Yang world!The one who protects the calf puts a wind talisman on Prajna, holding Prajna as motionless as a mountain.

Qingming hurriedly grabbed him, and winked at Hongye, Hongye was admiring her own Danko, when she heard this impatiently, a ghost doll threw Jiu Tun's face: "Stop the drunkards, I didn't see that little Prajna was just trying to get into human affairs, and now he's on the road Are you unable to leave?" He looked up and down Yimulian in an extremely ambiguous way: "I can't tell, Mr. Yimulian, tsk tsk tsk..."

Qingming coughed again in embarrassment, hugging Banruo at a glance, blushing rose slowly from the base of her ears: "No..." Banruo asked Qingming with a smile, "Is Dad not having a good voice recently?"

Qingming picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Father is fine, but it's Prajna, why did you go to the barrier suddenly? Everyone is very worried about you."

Prajna is stunned

Are you... all worried...?

"Everyone looked for you all over the world, and then asked the eight hundred bhikkhunis, especially Yimulian, who was going crazy. Promise Dad, you can't do this next time."

Qingming lightly said a few words, but Banruo's heart was like a lake of stones thrown into it, and there were circles of unsettled ripples.

After getting the clothes, Yimulian left with Prajna in his arms.

Drowsy and puzzled, he followed behind Qingming: "What are you talking about with that brat?"

Qingming narrowed his eyes and smiled like a fox: "If you want him to know everyone's love, that little guy is too insecure."

Hong Ye also laughed at the side: "My lord is always so wise."

Jiu Tun leaned forward: "What about Master Ben?"

Without exception, Jiu Tun's face was greeted by the ghost doll again, "Drunkard who can't make a fortune, stay away from me."

Obviously I'm already the King of Ghosts, isn't it?

Jiu Tun looked at Hong Ye's graceful back, but he still didn't ask.

"No, you have to help me put it on~" Banruo hugged Yimulian's neck and did not let go, her soft blond hair rubbed against Yimulian's chest.

Helpless, the other party's ability to act like a baby is increasing day by day, but my own immunity is declining day by day, and I have no choice but to do what this little villain wants.

After a lot of tossing, he put on his new clothes for Prajna.

The night was brightly lit, and the little monster kept asking the big monster if he looked good, but the big monster never got bored and always said "good looking".

In the world of yin and yang, the temple fair is lively and full of people's voices, and the goldfish swim to the distance along the quiet stream.

Evening mist is everywhere, and the mist is lingering. Whether you are a monster or a human, you are all enjoying yourself in the mist.

Do you believe your eyes?Do you trust your heart?

Maybe never believed, just learned to start trusting him.

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