Di Shao chased his wife after the divorce

The child named Xiao Lingdang stuffed the three Ping An Fu into Tang Mucha's hands.

"Hey!" Tang Mucha felt something was stuffed in his hand, and wanted to call him to stop.

But the child ran away, bouncing away, and waved at Tang Mucha.

"Miss, you have to be good ~ we will see you again."

Tang Mucha held three blessings of different colors in his hand.

My heart is like a stormy sea.

So much so that she was in a trance for the next few seconds.

"Xia Xia, what's wrong with you, why do you have so many blessings?"

The old lady and the others walked in front of Tang Mucha, and Tang Mucha came back to her senses.

"A kid gave it to me just now, saying it was safe or something." In Tang Muxia's white and tender palm, there were three different colors.

She turned to vomit and looked in the direction where the child was running away.

I can't see him anymore, it's like a dream.

But the three blessings in the palm told her that those just now were true.

"Since it was given by a destined person, Xia Xia will keep it and let's go in."

"Oh... good." Tang Mucha put the three blessings into the bag and packed them.

Get up and follow Di Tingye.

A group of people walked in and was personally received by a host master.

The old monk and the old lady were old acquaintances. Today is the fifteenth day. Many people came to the temple to offer incense and pray for blessings. The old lady and her party went to the side hall, and there was no other preferential treatment.

It's just that Tang Mucha was still so worried that he didn't see the front when he was walking, and bumped into Di Tingye directly.

"Feel sorry."

Tang Mucha bowed her head in apology, and walked forward with a wooden face.

Di Tingye reached out and grabbed her: "Wandering Soul."

"Ah?" Tang Mucha was pulled back.

Then he took a quick look and found that he was standing in front of him because there was an incense burner in front of him.

As soon as it got close, it was on fire.

Tang Mucha was so smoked that she kept crying and was choked twice.

"Well……"

Tang Mucha covered her mouth.

She looks like she's going to throw up!

Tang Mucha covered her mouth, then looked around.

In such a crowded temple, it was smoky, and everyone held three burning incense sticks in their hands, praying to God and worshiping Buddha.

Tang Mucha is retrograde, accidents are prone to happen.

But she couldn't help it anymore, the physique of a pregnant woman is so unreasonable.

You must eat immediately when you are hungry, and stay away immediately if the environment is not good.

Tang Mucha is an independent and tough girl, but after she became pregnant, she was extremely hypocritical.

He looked at the stranger who was walking towards him, holding three incense sticks in his hand.

Tang Mucha curled up and wanted to get out from the side, but everyone was scrambling to move forward, and the burning incense candles basically brushed against Tang Mucha's ears and sides.

Tang Mucha's eyes were filled with smoke, and she felt a pain.

Di Ting Ye was tall, standing in the crowd, seeing Tang Mucha in such danger, his calm black eyes were full of nervousness and worry.

He stretched out his long arms to protect Tang Mucha in his arms.

Tang Mucha was caught off guard and was pressed into his broad and strong arms.

The clear scent of heavy wood on his body slowly penetrated into his nostrils, replacing the scent of different kinds of incense candles.

The whole person is relieved.

"Sorry, let's make room, my wife is pregnant and is not feeling well."

As soon as Di Tingye's steady voice came out, everyone looked up at this handsome man who protected his wife.

Tang Mucha quietly raised her eyes in his arms, only seeing his sexy Adam's apple.

In the crowd, he held her tightly in his arms, walked out of the crowd, and walked to a pool.

Tang Mucha stood up straight from his arms, tears streaming down her face.

"No, I really can't stand this smell, it's better for you to smell better."

Tang Mucha suddenly felt wronged, and buried her face in his chest again.

Never knew that the cool woody aroma also has the effect of calming and antiemetic?

Too strong!

Di Tingye's body trembled: "..."

He had no choice but to stand still and let her suck himself like a cat.

"Huh..." Tang Mucha slowed down for several minutes, feeling that she finally came alive.

She looked up at Di Tingye again.

Seeing his expressionless face, she looked away again.

"are you done?"

"Ahem, okay." Tang Mucha was able to stand by herself this time.

She stood up straight, and then Di Tingye walked past her, walked to the sink, turned on the faucet and directed it at the back of her hand that had been scalded with blisters.

Tang Mucha walked over to look, and was shocked.

The situation was a little chaotic just now, and she felt so uncomfortable that her legs and feet would go weak. The little guy in her stomach was too much toss.

His injury may have been scalded when he was protecting himself just now.

A red spot on the back of the hand was blistered.

The veins on the back of the man's hand are more obvious, and he happened to be burned right next to the blood vessel.

It's creepy to look at.

"I'm sorry, I was a little smoked just now, by the way, you just said I was pregnant..."

It's not suitable for her to lie in this kind of place, but she still feels a little palpitating after being told about the little boy she just met.

"It's okay to be as weak as a pregnant woman." Di Tingye let the water wash away the blisters on the back of his hand.

His face was always cold and indifferent, even with this appearance, there was no unnecessary second expression.

Tang Mucha stood beside him, feeling a little guilty, and kept looking at the back of his glowing red hand.

After all, she was injured because of her, so she should stay with him.

If there was no topic, she just lowered her head and picked her fingers.

One tall and one short, standing by the pool, the picture is quiet and harmonious.

Looking around, there is noise everywhere, only the two of them, another scene.

Di Ting Ye Shui flushed for a while, then turned off the tap.

"It needs to be flushed under the water for 5 minutes!" Tang Mucha carefully reminded him when he withdrew his hand.

Di Tingye ignored it and just shook off the water droplets on his hands, feeling extremely cold.

"You've got blisters, you're going to wash it, what if it gets worse later." Tang Mucha took a step forward, persuading her.

But Di Tingye looked indifferent.

Even if it was his own hand injury.

Seeing that he didn't listen, Tang Mucha stretched out both hands and pulled his hands towards the faucet.

His palm was so big that she couldn't hold it with her two small hands.

But that hand has elegant bones, clean and slender fingers, such beautiful hands, with scars, how bad it is.

"After a while, go home and apply medicine. If the blister breaks, it will be very painful. Don't you feel pain?" Tang Mucha raised her eyes and asked him.

She was curious if this man had no pain, no emotions.

"I'm not you, I'm as weak as a bastard." Di Tingye dismissed it.

It's just that she held him with both hands, and he didn't withdraw his hand, allowing her to hold it with her little hand, and continued to flush.

Tang Mucha: "..."

"For the sake of your injury because of me, I will let you go."

"Heh - you have a conscience." Di Tingye sneered.

"My conscience is alive and well."

"Yes, indeed." Di Tingye nodded in agreement.