Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

Wu Fuqian glanced at Yan Qiaotian who was about to enter the garden, immediately got up, grabbed Xia Qingyan's arm, looked down at her and said ambiguously: "Actually, your brother Yan doesn't understand style at all, why didn't you follow me? Brother will also love you very much."

Xia Qingyan looked at him suspiciously, and after a while her face turned red, she broke free from his arm and said, "You...you must be sick." As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately turned around and ran out of the pavilion.

When she saw Yan Qiaotian's figure, she grabbed his arm and said aggrievedly, "Brother Yan, your friend...friend..."

Yan Qiaotian patted the back of her hand and said with a smile: "I see, now I'll help you get justice, okay?"

Xia Qingyan shrugged off Yan Qiaotian's arm and said, "Brother Yan, you can go and help Qingyan get it back, I... I won't go, he...he's so annoying."

"Okay, you go to the room and wait, I will definitely let him take the initiative to find you to apologize for the theft." Yan Qiaotian patted Xia Qingyan's head and said dotingly.

"Okay." After Xia Qingyan finished speaking, she turned her head and stuck out her tongue at Wu Fugan, and then ran away without looking back.

Wu Fuqian looked helplessly at Yan Qiaotian walking towards him step by step, until the other party had already walked in front of him, he stood up with an aggrieved expression, "I just teased her, I didn't expect her to be so involuntary."

Yan Qiaotian sat down at the table, staring at the pairs of mandarin ducks in the pond and said, "Did you do it for her, or for me?"

Wu Fuqian shrugged his shoulders and continued to sit until he said: "I can't hide anything from you, no wonder I like you so much." After speaking, he turned his head and looked straight at Yan Qiaotian's side face, looking like a nympho.

After Yan Qiaotian glanced at him, he said, "If I had known that you were so shameless, I might as well have let you lie down all the time, so as not to say something annoying."

"Why are you upset?" Wu Fuqian grabbed Yan Qiaotian's arm across the table and said excitedly, "You don't know how much I wish I could tell you."

Yan Qiaotian stared at the hand that was holding her, and said coldly, "You also said that to the dust?"

Wu Fuqian let go of his arms, sighed softly and said, "Can we stop talking about the hustle and bustle? The past is over, so we don't need to be obsessed with it anymore, right?"

"Okay, let's not talk about the hustle and bustle, then tell me, how did you escape Qin Xiong's eyeliner? Also, you were injured, how did you escape the clutches of your enemies along the way?" Yan Qiaotian asked.

Wu Fuqian spread his palms and said with a smile, "Haha, I'm so smart, how can those people catch me?"

"What about the Qing Xiang Sect before, how did they catch you?" Yan Qiaotian asked.

Wu Fuqian's complexion changed, he stared at Yan Qiaotian and said, "Because I don't want to live without Xiaolang."

Yan Qiaotian avoided his gaze, continued to stare at the pond and said, "Now there is no Xiaolang either."

"No, now I have you, you are Xiao Lang, and Xiao Lang is you." Wu Fuqian replied quickly.

Yan Qiaotian seemed a little impatient, he turned his head to look at Wu Fu and said, "When can you talk to me normally, let's continue the topic." After speaking, he got up and prepared to leave.

Wu Fuqian got up quickly, grabbed Yan Qiaotian's figure who was about to leave, and said, "Okay, okay, I'm normal, don't go, okay?" After speaking, he held his chest and took a deep breath.

Seeing this, Yan Qiaotian couldn't help but soften, he stared at the other person's chest and said, "It hurts again? I'll help you go back and rest."

Hearing Yan Qiaotian's words, Wu Fuqian immediately gasped and said, "It hurts, it hurts so much. I...I think I'm going to die."

Yan Qiaotian took his arm, and then said helplessly: "Whenever you can talk less, your body will recover faster."

Wu Fuqian leaned his whole body on Yan Qiaotian's body, and said, "No, I just want to be supported by you like this. It's best that I never get better."

Yan Qiaotian sighed, then shook her head while walking towards Wu Fugan's room.

After returning to the house, Yan Qiaotian asked with concern: "How is your wound?"

"It hurts, it hurts to death, if I don't change the medicine, I will definitely die." Wu Fuqian lay on the bed, clutching his chest, howling in a low voice.

Yan Qiaotian rolled his eyes at him, then turned around to open the door and leave.

Wu Fuqian sat up immediately when he saw it, and shouted at Yan Qiaotian's back: "It's so difficult to change my medicine, every time I have to ask someone to do it, don't you want to see my broad chest, maybe Will you fall in love with me?"

Yan Qiaotian stopped in front of the door, shook her head slightly and said, "I don't want to, I don't want to look." After speaking, he opened the door and went out without looking back.

The corners of Wu Fugan's mouth rose slightly, and he said to himself naturally: "Oh, why do I like his shy appearance so much?"

A few days later, Xia Qingyan suggested that she was bored at home and wanted to go for a walk, hoping that Yan Qiaotian could accompany her.

These days the Xia Mansion was really too quiet. In Yan Qiaotian's view, it was like the darkness before dawn, making people puzzled, so he agreed.

I thought that Xia Qingyan's so-called going out for a walk was just a stroll in the market, and at most she just went to see the scenery somewhere, but she didn't expect that she would bring Yan Qiaotian to a ruined temple outside the city to pray for blessings.

If the temple is broken, it means a strong wind blows, and those who are not careful will be crushed to death by the falling tiles.

Yan Qiaotian stood in front of the temple, looked suspiciously at the precarious temple, and said, "Why did you come here? Isn't there a better temple in the west of the city? Is there any eminent monk hidden here in such a dilapidated place?"

Xia Qingyan grabbed Yan Qiaotian's arm and said happily: "The vegetarian food here is delicious. My father often brought me here to eat vegetarian food when he was alive. I missed the taste here again a few days ago."

Yan Qiaotian couldn't resist her, so he had no choice but to go in with her.

The environment in the temple is also not good, the surrounding walls are covered with mottled traces, and the thousand-handed Avalokitesvara seems to have not been cleaned for a long time, it is covered in dust, even the desk enshrined in front of the Buddha looks dirty. Shaky appearance.

Yan Qiaotian smiled slightly, how could there be any delicious fasting banquet in such an environment?

I was thinking of a man dressed as a monk coming out of the back room. Although he also had ring scars and was wearing a monk's uniform, his eyes were always dirty, which was very different from a real monk.

"Miss Xia hasn't been here for a long time, I'm afraid the poor monk's temple can no longer be maintained." The monk joined hands and said.

"It's true that I haven't been here for some time, I didn't expect it to be so dilapidated." Xia Qingyan walked to the side of the monk, looked around curiously and said, "But it doesn't matter, I will send some incense money in a few days, and the master will repair it. That's it."

"Well, there is only one poor monk left in the entire temple, so it doesn't make much sense to repair it or not." After the monk finished speaking, he looked at Yan Qiao and asked, "Who is this?"

"My friend, I brought him here for lunch, but I see here..." Xia Qingyan said embarrassingly.