Mo Shao's little ancestor is quite arrogant

"The place you chose doesn't seem to work. I can't hold on to it myself."

Although Qingfeng Temple is at the foot of the mountain, there is a long distance from entering the mountain to the temple. The hillside fluctuates from high to low, and the stone steps seem to be endless. There are no other means of transportation, and all walks are on feet. It's really tiring.

Supporting her back with one hand, Su Menglai tried to straighten her back, "I come every year, I'm sure I can."

So, she strode forward to prove her strength.

Zhuo Han smiled and followed her pace.

When passing by her side, he took the bag in her hand and walked in front of her without saying a word.

Su Menglai stared at his back slightly startled, what is he doing?

Could it be that he helped her carry things because he was afraid that she would be tired?

After going through the long stone steps, and finally came to Qingfeng Temple, Su Menglai felt that his legs were weak.

At the gate of the temple, Su Menglai asked him, "Are you going in?"

"I can't go in?"

Su Menglai didn't say a word. Normally speaking, it's not good to go in to pray to Buddha without bringing incense paper, but there's no reason why you can't get in if you come here.

"I'll go in with you, anyway, the things are in my hands." Zhuo Han gestured to the bag he was carrying.

The corner of Su Menglai's mouth twitched, "I bought that."

"What you buy is not what I buy. I am the master and you are the servant. We do not distinguish between each other."

Such a brazen guy, Su Menglai muttered unhappily: "It's really stinky and shameless."

"What did you say?"

Her voice was very low, Zhuo Han didn't hear the muttering, so she asked again.

Su Menglai pursed her lips, "I said, let's go in together!"

There are also many people in the temple, and everyone lined up to worship Buddha in an orderly manner.

Zhuo Han didn't quite understand why it took such a long time to do such a thing, but seeing Su Menglai's seriousness, he cooperated accordingly.

It wasn't until I saw Su Menglai lit a stick of incense, knelt on the futon, closed her eyes and folded her hands together to pray, that I felt her piety and seriousness.

Su Menglai patted him, "You come too, don't be dazed."

There were still many people queuing up behind him, and it seemed a bit uncomfortable for him to just stand like this, so he followed Su Menglai's example and knelt down on the futon next to him.

Worshiping Buddha requires a very pious heart. In fact, he has no wish to pray for. If you believe in this kind of thing, you will have it, and if you don't believe it, you will not have it.

After Su Menglai stopped, Zhuo Han also stopped.

The two went out from the temple, next door was the lottery place, Su Menglai sat down and drew one.

She gave the drawn lottery to the old man. After reading it, the old man asked Su Menglai, "What is the girl asking for?"

Su Menglai lowered her eyes, hiding the gloom in her eyes, "I beg for the fruit of my marriage."

The old man stroked his beard, "The result cannot be obtained, especially the marriage. Girl, you have love in your heart, but you can't stay together at the moment. As for the result, everything has its own destiny. Just remember, there is no time to force it." You can live in peace forever.”

"There is no time in life to force..."

Su Menglai chanted the old man's words, as if she understood something in her heart, the corners of her mouth curled up bitterly.

"Okay, thank you Master, I see."

It turned out that she was really too pushy.

Until he left the temple and lottery hall, Su Menglai was in a daze, his mood seemed to be very low, Zhuo Han squinted his eyes.

Thinking about what the old man said just now, he said with a sneer: "It turns out that Miss Qianjin can still be trapped by love!"

Su Menglai ignored him, lowered her head and stepped on the cobblestones under her feet, full of thoughts.

Fuck him because he is trapped by love, I don't know why, seeing Su Menglai like this, Zhuo Han feels very uncomfortable.

He raised his hand and pushed her shoulder, and said displeasedly: "You took me out for a stroll today. I didn't expect you to come here for yourself. Pray to Buddha and ask for a lottery. It's ok. Am I serving you?"

Su Menglai frowned, she was really speechless for his rude and even hands-on behavior.

"What do you want? Hit me?"

"Who is going to hit you!"

Zhuo Han's face darkened, no matter how bad he was, he would still fight with women.

Even if he always regards women as superfluous, it doesn't mean that he can beat a woman, and she looks down on him too much. The more he thinks about it, the colder Zhuo Han's face becomes.

Su Menglai looked at him, "Then what do you want?"

"I want you to be more conscious. You are my maid now, and you are here to serve me, not just yourself."

Zhuo Han folded his arms, stood in front of her, and really preached to her like a master, "I'm warning you, you'd better figure out who you are, and don't think about others when you're with me."

Su Menglai: "..."

Why does this sentence sound a bit weird?So, she looked at him inexplicably.

And after Zhuo Han finished speaking, he was also taken aback for a while, and after realizing it, he realized that something was wrong.

But he couldn't figure out what was wrong, so he pursed his lips in a daze, and ordered to her with a snort: "Let's go, I asked just now, they have interesting things on the top of the mountain, let's go up and have a look."

From the foot of the mountain to the top, it is more difficult than when we entered the mountain just now.

It can only go uphill. Although the stone steps are not as long as the mileage into the mountain, the slope is very steep, and it takes a lot of physical effort to walk straight up.

Su Menglai was already very tired, "I can't go up, it's too high."

"Because I'm tall, I want to challenge, let's go, follow me."

What Zhuo Han has already decided will not allow Su Menglai to escape.

He insisted on grabbing her wrist and started to climb the stone steps.

Compared with when I entered the mountain just now, there are fewer and fewer people climbing to the top, only some young people are left, and there are more men.Others went out of the mountain after praying, and those who are willing to climb to the top are some young people with better physical strength.

Su Menglai really didn't want to go, but was dragged by Zhuo Han and had to follow.

Zhuo Han's physical strength was not comparable to hers, she couldn't continue after walking a few steps, holding on to the railing next to the stone steps, "I really can't do it!"

"No way!"

Zhuo Han was tough.

Moreover, he changed the posture of holding her wrist to holding her hand.

Su Menglai bit her lip, feeling disgusted by such contact, she shook off his hand, wiped the sweat from her brow, and said, "You don't need to pull it, I will do it myself."

After saying that, without looking at Zhuo Han's face, he walked in front of him.

Zhuo Han's expression changed again and again, but he never liked to have any intimate contact with women.

How dare this damned woman refuse him?
I really have no eyesight to see, how many women dream of such an outstanding and handsome man like him, yet she dares to show disdain in front of him?
Simply ignorant and stupid! !