Chapter 120 Qing Leng Buddha falls in love with me 15

Chi Yao felt Su Ziqing pick her up. The seemingly thin body, but the muscles when he picked her up made her feel the power in it.

She leaned on his arm, and his strong arms held her firmly in his arms.

He gently put her on the bed and coaxed her with a doting tone: "Get some sleep."

Chi Yao opened her big round eyes and acted mischievously, "No! I want you to coax me like you did at Baolan Temple."

Su Ziqing did not speak, but gently touched her head with his hand. His lowered eyes could not see the thoughts behind his eyes.

Then, a softly hummed lullaby sounded in her ears.

It's still that familiar song, with a soft voice, coaxing people to sleep on the bed.

Even though Su Ziqing hadn't sung for a long time, he still remembered the rhythm and melody of the song.

Chi Yao followed his humming and soon fell asleep. His long and steady breath sprayed out, demonstrating the quality of his master's sleep.

He stopped humming the song and looked at the person on the bed with dark eyes. He gently touched her wrist with his fingertips. The delicate skin was in sharp contrast with the slightly rough palm. He only scratched it lightly with his hand. It can leave traces on this delicate hand.

"What a pampered little princess..."

Su Ziqing chuckled, touched the red mark soothingly, and said in a teasing yet serious tone.

After all, she is a real little princess.

The two of them spent a few days peacefully like this.

Every time when Chi Yao closed the door to see no guests, Su Ziqing would always come in over the wall and stay with her quietly.

Except for a little lust on the first day, Su Ziqing was very calm and stayed with Chi Yao quietly the next few times.

Play chess with her, chat, or read Buddhist scriptures.

Although Chi Yao frowned at Su Ziqing's recitation every time, she would not stop him and let him do what he wanted.

Tomorrow Su Ziqing will leave the palace and return to Baolan Temple.

Su Ziqing climbed over the wall again and played chess with Chi Yao.

The slender hand with clear joints held a white chess piece. The white chess piece made of white jade instantly made it stand out. It was not clear whether it was the warmth of the chess piece or the whiteness of the fingers.

I saw him placing a white chess piece with his fingertips, then looking at the person in front of him calmly, calmly sipping the tea in his hand, waiting for the black chess piece.

When Chi Yao saw him putting down the chess piece without hesitation, his whole little face almost wrinkled together, his eyes were filled with moisture, and his tone was anxious.

"Oh, why did you lose again!"

She threw the black chess piece in her hand into the chess box as if frustrated and muttered.

"No more playing, it's boring, I always lose!"

As she spoke, she packed up the chess game angrily and was about to separate the black and white chess pieces.

Su Ziqing grabbed her hand, put it aside, and said patiently: "The poor monk will do it, the princess should sit down."

Chi Yao didn't show any politeness to him. She clapped her hands and sat aside to watch Su Ziqing clean up the mess.

She bit the pastry on the plate as hard as if she was biting someone.

After eating the cakes on both sides, they piled up on both sides of his cheeks. The bulging appearance made Su Ziqing, who was cleaning up, look back and see that his cheeks were bulging like the little squirrel he had seen before in the forest.

Su Ziqing couldn't help but smile, looking at her with a smile in his eyes.