Young Master Yan's beautiful peach blossom eyes shine brightly and smiling.

Xiaoqi: The master can even use children now.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Better to show off!

Yan Tao: The system of fish lips, this young master is called cutting off the firewood from the bottom of the pot.

Xiaoqi...it's better to call him a face.

Thank you for the first time, I am a system.

Being a human being is really hard.

Qingling glanced at the chess piece in Young Master Yan's hand, and frowned slightly.

Well, for the sake of giving me candy, I can barely save your life.

Qingling ran over with his short legs, and his fleshy little hands pushed the chessboard twice. After messing up all the black and white chess pieces, he nodded with satisfaction: It should be OK now.

Qin Zong was still holding a chess piece in his hand. The man raised his eyebrows, his dark eyes were deep and dull, and he looked at the boy.

Yan Tao had a serious face: "Qingling, you are so naughty."

Qingling... these adults.

He scratched his head, his big eyes glared, and he looked a little cute and cute: I obviously just wanted to help you.

"You adults," Qingling's little hand was on his back, and he stepped on his short legs with a very Taoist look, "It's really hypocritical."

"I won't play with you anymore."

Qingling hummed softly.

Turning his head and running.

Wuchen: "...I did underestimate your shamelessness."

Even kids cheated on them.

"Wuchen, this place seems to be a Taoist temple." When Master Yan heard Wuchen's accusation, his face did not blush or beating, and he also had a casual smile on his face, "Did you... go to the wrong place?"

"A few days ago, my senior brother in the temple accidentally encountered something strange. The abbot told me to come to Qingyang Temple and find the help of the Qingyang Temple."

Young Master Yan held his chin with his hands and smiled, "This is a small matter...why, come and beg me."

Wu Chen had no expression on his handsome face, "How can I be embarrassed to bother Mr. Yan in such a thing?"

Yan Tao smiled: "No trouble."

Wuchen: "Thank you, I really don't need it."

Yan Tao: "Don't you believe in my ability?"

Wuchen... shook his head.

Yan Tao: "Then you are just dissatisfied with me."

Wuchen's mouth twitched.

The hand hanging beside her was ready to pull it out at any time.

Seeing Yan Tao's handsome little monk laughing so brightly, he felt inexplicably cautious.

He has never encountered any situation where he is forced to help others.

Wuchen's heart was full of red lights: Yan Tao might have hidden some plans.

Keep it tight!

Keep it tight!

Young Master Yan raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled softly. His thin red lips were raised as if he was smiling. Just as he was about to speak, Wuchen suddenly put his hands together and performed a Buddhist ritual.

"Amitabha, the donor of Yan Tao, Wuchen grew up in the temple since he was young and has entered the Buddhist sect. The four elements of the Buddha were empty, and everything he saw was clouds and smoke."

The handsome little monk raised his eyes slightly, with a pious and compassionate expression, "I only wish to save others' sufferings in this life, and to become a Buddha."

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows slightly: "So what?"

"So I won't change jobs!"

You will die!

Don't think about fooling me!

Yan Tao looked at Wuchen's slightly lowered eyebrows and twitched slightly.

Young Master Yan raised his eyebrows as if he was smiling, "So you regard my kindness and helping others as ulterior motives?"

Xiaoqi: It’s obvious that he has ulterior motives.

The duck is still stubborn.
Chapter completed!