fake wine

Han Yi was stunned for a while, and after a few seconds, his brows and eyes stretched, and he smiled knowingly: "Then Teacher Han is naturally welcome at any time, and he will definitely receive him in person."

Yan Jiwen didn't react too much, he seemed to be listening casually, but quietly kept it in his heart, treating it as a promise.

The Yuelao Temple on the mountain is small in size, but it is full of fireworks all year round. Not only tourists from other places, but also many local residents come here to pray and pay homage.

Before going up the mountain, Yan Jiwen's roommates kept claiming that they were good young people in the new era who advocated science and rejected superstition. As a result, when they arrived at the temple, they all became devout believers of Lord Yue, kowtowing and burning incense. He muttered something, and begged Yue Lao to bless him to get out of the single as soon as possible.

Heh, Yan Jiwen stood aside and sneered, as if he had seen through this group of duplicity guys long ago.

Looking at it, I suddenly found that there seemed to be one person missing from the worshiping crowd.

By the way, where did Han Yi go?

Yan Jiwen scanned around the temple, but Han Yi was nowhere to be seen. Could it be that he went to another place?

Although he knew in his heart that Han Yi was not a three-year-old child, and it was impossible for him to run around and get lost because of mischief, but considering that Han Yi's legs and feet are currently inconvenient, it's better to be careful.

In fact, Han Yi didn't go far, Yan Jiwen finally found him by the lotus pond outside Yuelao Temple.

At that time, Han Yi was talking with a middle-aged man in a Taoist costume and with his hair tied up in a bun.

The distance was a bit far, and Yan Jiwen couldn't hear what the two were talking about. When he walked towards Han Yi, he saw the Taoist priest bowed to Han Yi hastily, turned and left in a hurry.

Looking at the back of the Taoist priest going away, Yan Jiwen asked Han Yi: "Why did you run out?"

Han Yi rubbed the corners of his eyes: "The fireworks in the temple are so big that I can't open my eyes a little, so I came out to get some air. By the way, I just met an old heavenly master!"

Master?

There seemed to be a few Taoist priests in the temple, but Yan Jiwen always felt that the man just now was a bit suspicious, and asked, "What did you two talk about just now?"

"He saw me sitting here alone, and said that I have a special destiny, and offered to help me with my fortune-telling. By the way, he asked me to donate some fireworks money to accumulate merit."

This sounds like the idiomatic words of the charlatan, okay...

"Then how much did you donate to him?"

"Not much, just 1000 yuan."

Yan Jiwen: "..."

If you catch up now, can you get the money back?

However, looking in the direction just now, the old swindler had already disappeared without a trace.

"You...wouldn't it be nice to spend 1000 yuan to buy milk tea?"

Han Yi waved his hand, signaling him to be calm: "Listen to me first, that old celestial master's words are really accurate, he told me the first time he saw me, I have experienced a bloody disaster before, it's really true It was hit by him."

Yan Jiwen: "..." Looking at your missing leg, people can guess it pretty well.

Han Yi: "He also said that I have been very lucky since I was a child."

Yan Jiwen: "..." Does he need to say that people with good looks are popular?

Han Yi: "He also said that in my previous life I was actually the emperor of the Qing Empire, with three thousand beauties in the harem—"

Yan Jiwen finally couldn't help interrupting him: "He died early in the morning, wake up, you can believe whatever other people say."

Han Yi was in a good mood, and was not affected by Yan Jiwen's words at all: "It's okay, I actually had a good chat with him, and the master just made a marriage fortune for me, I wrote it down, it's called' Mountain darkly, vista'."

Yan Jiwen suddenly felt a little curious: "How is this hexagram explained?"

"That is to say..." What are you talking about?Han Yi scratched his head and thought for a while, but he himself forgot.

"In short, Master said that my other half will appear soon."

The old liar has said so much, this sentence is a little bit pleasant.

However, it was a bit of a loss to just give 1000 yuan like this. Although it was not his own money, Yan Jiwen still felt worthless for Han Yi.

After everyone visited the temple, we took a few photos in front of the gate of Yuelao Temple, and the check-in was completed, and the afternoon itinerary came to an end.

On the first day of the journey, everyone was quite tired. After coming down from the mountain, we had an early dinner and went back to the hotel to rest.

When Yan Jiwen offered to share a room with Han Yi before, he didn't really think about many things. It wasn't until now when he returned to the hotel and looked at the two single beds that were less than half a meter apart, that he really realized the difference. I realized that I would be alone in the same room with Han Yi tonight.

The sound of splashing water came from the bathroom, and Han Yi was taking a bath in it.

Yan Jiwen weighed in his heart whether he should take the hot water bottle on the coffee table and perform a deliberate slip on his bed.

This premeditated plan was not put into action in the end, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped abruptly, and Han Yi came out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

"It's your turn to wash." Han Yi rubbed his wet hair with a towel, hopped on one foot and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Okay." Yan Jiwen responded.

His gaze inadvertently looked towards Han Yi, and he froze immediately.

Han Yi was wearing a set of minion pajamas, a thin T-shirt, and pants that were only as short as the thighs, showing off his straight long legs to the fullest.

Han Yi, who only cares about brushing his hair, didn't notice Yan Jiwen's burning gaze, he said to Yan Jiwen, "I'll go to bed after blowing my hair, do you want to leave a bedside lamp for you?"

Yan Jiwen is used to falling asleep in the dark, but when the lights are turned off, he can't feast his eyes.

"Let's keep one." After he finished speaking, he picked up his clothes and towels as if nothing had happened, and turned around to enter the bathroom.

In order to completely calm down his body and mind, Yan Jiwen soaked in the bathtub for a long time after taking a cold shower.

When he came out of the bathroom again, Han Yi had already fallen asleep on the bed.

Yan Jiwen was afraid that he would wake him up, so he walked very lightly, walked slowly to the bed, lifted the quilt and lay down quietly.

He stared at the ceiling above for a moment, then closed his eyes and began counting sheep.

one two three four......

From time to time, there was the sound of steady breathing, and Han Yi seemed to be sleeping quite peacefully.

When counting to 5 sheep, Yan Jiwen found sadly that he couldn't fall asleep at all.

He opened his sleepy eyelids, turned his head and glanced at the person on the next bed.

Teacher Han's sleeping appearance was not as elegant as he imagined. As he fell asleep, the quilt was kicked to the side at some point, and the hem of the T-shirt was unknowingly pulled up, revealing the entire smooth abdomen. The shorts were also tossing and turning, becoming a little bit out of place, the bottom of the trousers was pulled down a little, and fell between the crotch, which would be exposed, which was especially fatal.

Yan Jiwen was so stimulated by the scene in front of him that his scalp was a little numb, and the little drowsiness left disappeared in an instant, and the evil thoughts in his heart were hard to suppress, and his anger surged upwards.

He subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of dripping foam, sat up straight again as if resigned to his fate, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, taking advantage of the silence of the night and no one knowing the secret, he went to the bathroom with the first time in his life that he thought about the same sex .