The breeze from the mountains blows slowly, bringing with it a lingering warmth and coolness.
Jiang Yue didn't pay much attention to the man beside her. As soon as she entered the temple, she smelled the strong scent of incense, and the incense chopsticks lit in front of the temple also set off small fireworks.
It's still a little cold in the mountains.
Jiang Yue wrapped her shawl around her body. She was so white that she seemed to be glowing under the sun. She had a slender figure. She stood here quietly and looked like a wealthy lady who came out of the Republic of China.
"Do you want to worship in the temple?"
"Um."
Zhou Ji seemed to be aware of the person in the dark, and quietly leaned towards her. He raised his arm slightly, put it weakly on her waist, led the person inside, and quietly blocked the outside. sight.
Jiang Yue felt the warmth on her waist, but it was fleeting and the man took his hand away again. Therefore, Her Royal Highness the Princess did not show any particular displeasure.
When he loves her so much, he wants to be with her at every opportunity.
However, in order to prevent Zhou Ji from taking advantage of her, she still couldn't hold back: "You accidentally touched me just now."
Zhou Ji raised an eyebrow, and her gentle and jade-like voice didn't sound like she had any temper at all: "Forgive me for being blind, I didn't pay attention."
Jiang Yue felt that his words had become more formal. She did not believe the words that came out of his mouth at all, "You should be more careful in front of the Buddha. Lest the Buddha think you are insincere."
Zhou Ji couldn't help laughing when he saw her saying this seriously.
The man pressed the corners of his lips, and his eyes seemed to be shining with gentle light under the sun. He hummed sincerely, as if he was a very humble and studious person.
Jiang Yue looked at his side face, a little distracted. She was always easily attracted by Zhou Ji's beauty, but it was human nature to be lustful.
"Buddha is kind-hearted and will definitely not blame me for being abrupt." Zhou Ji said lazily in a slow tone.
Jiang Yue had previously felt that Zhou Ji, like her, did not look like a person who believed in gods and worshiped Buddha.
If so, he also had a very loose attitude towards the gods.
Jiang Yue muttered in a low voice: "The crime of lying will be increased by one level."
Zhou Ji laughed softly when he heard this, and continued to talk shamelessly as if nothing had happened: "Are you trying to force a confession?"
Lazy tone.
With a bit of nonchalance.
Then he said in a seemingly truthful tone: "Well, then I did it on purpose."
Jiang Yue felt as if he was deliberately coaxing her by saying this, and her hand was suddenly caught in his palm again. The grip was so strong that it was difficult to break away.
"I still have to push further."
Jiang Yue was held tightly by his hand, and the hot temperature seemed to spread from his fingertips to his heart, which was numb and numb as if he had been electrocuted.
He was very close, and his cool breath was close at hand.
Jiang Yue looked up and saw that the man's skin was as fair as jade, free from blemishes, and his straight lip line added a bit of indifference and coldness.
The eyes were deep and dark.
Jiang Yue took out his hand and stopped talking to him.
No amount of sophistry can evade him.
Zhou Ji seemed to have always been emotionally stable, unfazed by any shock.
I've never seen him get angry because of anything, and I've never seen him get so angry and frustrated.
Always like a gentle breeze.
But can anyone really have such good emotional management skills? She really wanted to see what Zhou Ji looked like when his mask of gentleness was torn off.
The abbot of the temple was waiting in the main hall early.
There is a Buddha statue in the hall, which was specially invited from elsewhere in the past few months and is not open to the public.
Very few people know.
Even the main hall in Lianshan is always locked. The door is only opened when distinguished guests come.
It has never been known to anyone.
Only high-ranking officials have such an opportunity.
Zhou Ji took three sticks of incense for Jiang Yue and handed them to her.
She took the incense, and for a moment she didn't know what to ask for. She was even at a loss for a moment.
After a while, Jiang Yue knelt in front of the futon, raised his little face and stared blankly at the huge Buddha statue in front of him, his expression was dazed for a moment, even if he didn't believe in gods, he still had to be in awe in his heart.
Jiang Yue forced down the chaotic thoughts surging in her heart, thought about it seriously, and prayed for Zhou Ji's mother to be safe.
She doesn't believe this herself, so it's useless to beg.
What's more, when it comes to returning home, even eating fast and chanting Buddha's name in front of the Buddha is not as good as trying to think of a solution on your own.
Her Royal Highness still feels that as long as she survives to the end of the book, even if she completes the task, she will be rewarded with going home.
Zhou Ji looked at the Buddha statue, slowly closed his eyes, and then slowly opened them again after a while.
He turned his face and stared at the person beside him with his dark eyes. She put her hands together in front of her forehead and made a pious wish to the Buddha. She didn't know what she was praying for, but she was so serious.
The sunlight outside the door rushed to engulf the main hall.
A ray of slanting sunlight happened to fall on her snow-white side face, and the icy skin on her slender neck was slightly reddened by the sun.
Delicate as if exuding fragrance.
It makes people want to take a bite and pierce the thin skin with their sharp teeth to see if the fragrant and soft juice will flow out.
The man's eyes darkened, but he looked calm on the surface. He waited for her to kowtow and finish the incense, then slowly regained consciousness.
Jiang Yue straightened up from the futon. She didn't know if it was because she was now a "ghost upper body", but just now she felt like someone was staring at her with eyes that he couldn't shake away.
Like a thorn in the back.
Chills down the back.
Jiang Yue took a deep breath and became a little timid. She gently tugged on the cuffs of the man next to her: "Is this okay? I feel a little cold in here."
All right.
She actually felt like she was being stalked.
