Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

The kite that Shi Yucheng gave was given to the little monk by Yan He.

Others may not know the twists and turns involved, but those who are interested will know.

Yan He didn't need Emperor Hui to do anything, he just wanted to know what Shi Yucheng was thinking.

With Emperor Hui keeping an eye on things, they can always be at peace for a few days.

As for the rest, she was about to leave Kyoto anyway, so it had nothing to do with her.

On the last day of prayer, the young monk finished his homework and finally got some free time, so he ran to find Wu Si to fly kites together.

The kite given to him was really too big.

A few days ago, Yan He specially made a small one for him using the remaining bamboo strips.

He can also do it alone in the yard.

As for why he suddenly became so kind.

Yan He held the small porcelain bottle in his hand and called over the little monk who was sitting down to rest after playing.

"Master Buwang, who did you say this little porcelain bottle belong to last time?"

"It belongs to Senior Brother Jia Xuan."

Standing by the stone table, his round eyes never left the pastries.

But I still held back and only reached out after getting consent.

No wonder he is so chubby, this mouth doesn’t even stop when flying a kite.

A handful of candy was eaten up.

Yan He pushed a plate of various pastries in front of him.

"How do you know this is Master Jiaxuan's thing?"

"Well...I have seen it."

"Oh~"

Wu Si was waiting on the side with the kite in his hand, and then he realized why the princess allowed the little fat boy to run wild in the yard.

It turned out that I was waiting here.

The psychology is extremely complicated.

How could a monk like Master Jiaxuan fall in love?

When they return to the grassland, their princess will be left alone with her unrequited love.

Isn't it very pitiful.

I can even imagine future scenes in my mind.

After enduring for a while, knowing that he had overstepped the bounds, he still chose to speak: "Master Jiaxuan is indeed a disciple of Buddhism, with a kind heart, saving all living beings."

It doesn't matter whether what is said is right or not.

It pushed people to a new level in an instant.

The two, one adult and one child, who were originally talking, turned to look at her at the same time, with puzzled expressions.

"..."

Wu Si kept smiling and blinked: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

In fact, I have no idea in my heart. I feel a little insecure.

The little monk chewed and chewed, not understanding what she meant: "Senior Brother Jiaxuan didn't give it to anyone else."

"..."

Yan He found Wu Si's speechless expression somewhat amusing and put the small porcelain bottle back.

Did not participate in their conversation.

The two young monks kept asking and answering each other, but their hands never stopped moving, taking a piece of cake at each end, for fear that it would be snatched away by others.

Even the fingers are fleshy.

Yan He propped up his head and watched, just to pass the time.

But soon, someone came over.

The person in charge of taking care of him today happened to be Qing'an.

The man who was extremely energetic just now immediately became listless, with his shoulders drooping.

Obviously he doesn't want to leave.

Even at this time, he didn't forget to take a piece of cake.

Wu Sigang wiped his mouth and said, "Xiao Buwang, are you eating too much?"

"Well...I'm growing."

His cheeks bulged, and Yan He couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch his face.

"Wu Si, bring the things over here."

"Yes."

The little monk had a very sensitive nose. He looked at the food box in front of him and leaned over to take a sniff.

“It smells so good~”

Yan He smiled with his lips curled: "Master Buwang, do you want to eat?"

"miss you!"

"Then can you help me deliver this to Master Jia Xuan?"

"..."

The little monk looked surprised: "Didn't you ask me if I wanted to eat?"

"I'll ask Sister Wu Si to deliver it to you later."

"That's fine."

The two, one big and one small, walked out, and Wu Si handed the food box directly to Qing'an.

Just went back.

The little monk was smart, and even though he wasn't told anything, he knew what to do.

After leaving the courtyard, he ran towards the west wing.

I didn't dare to go in without getting permission at the door.

Without Qing An asking, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Senior Brother Jia Xuan! Senior Brother Jia Xuan!"

Qing'an was startled and was about to cover his mouth.

"Come in."

"Hehe~"

The little monk, like a loach, snatched the food box from his hand, turned around and ran away.

It's just a pity that he is too small and has too much flesh.

Run and move like a turtle.

It's cute, but also a little funny.

The idea just came to me.

Qing An put his hands together and said: "Amitabha."

The Buddhist disciple had a calm expression as he watched him kick his short legs and carry the food box over with difficulty.

Then he lifted it onto the table with difficulty.

He had no intention of helping at all.

The little monk opened the lid and looked at the various cakes inside: "Wow!"

Just want to take action.

But thinking that he would get more by completing the task entrusted by the princess, he forced himself to endure it.

Carefully bring out the dishes.

Some of them fell out because he was running, and he picked them up again.

"Brother Jiaxuan, you eat."

The Buddhist disciple did not move, but glanced at it casually: "Where did this come from?"

"It was given by the donor, Princess Sister."

The hand twisting the Buddhist beads paused slightly, then continued as if nothing had happened.

The little monk saw that he had no intention of eating.

He swallowed and said, "Brother Jiaxuan, the princess sister benefactor said that we should eat together."

"You and me?"

"Uh-huh."

The Buddhist then opened his eyes again and tilted his head to look at the small and exquisite pastries.

A light aroma mixed together, sweet.

Smells particularly good.

But it's not what he likes.

But I still reached out and pinched a piece and tasted it. It was not too sweet, and the skin was crispy and the filling was full.

The little monk was lying on the table, his eyes almost popping out: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

"good to eat."

"Does Senior Brother Jia Xuan like it?"

"Ah."

"No~"

The little monk stretched out his chubby hand and took a large piece: "Then give these to my brother. I came back full."

Say so.

But judging from the posture, he doesn't look like he is full at all.

"No need, since she gave it to you, just take it back and eat it."

"Ah? I heard that it was made by Princess Sister, the donor. It's really delicious."

"..."

Qing'an was originally going to take him back to do his homework.

I couldn't help but lean over to take a look, and saw that he was eating again, so I hurried in to urge him to eat.

The little monk then took another piece with disappointment.

Climb down from the stone bench.

Qing'an didn't hear what they just said and was still preparing to put it back together for him.

He shook his head.

He looked at it eagerly: "No, I don't want to eat it. Give it to Senior Brother Jia Xuan. Senior Brother, do you want to eat it?"

Delicious.

If the senior brother still doesn’t want it, then he can eat for a long time.

"..."

Senior Brother Jiaxuan doesn’t like it either.

Qing'an looked up, but had no time to ask.

"Let it go first."

"okay."

The little monk’s hopes were dashed, but he thought that the mission was successfully completed.

In a blink of an eye, he became happy again.

Left happily.