Mr. Fu Chased His Wife and Overturned Again

   Chapter 1158 Did you coax people like this?

   Raising his foot to catch up, Lu Wanchu was stopped by a young monk who did not know where he came from.

   "Donor, stop."

  The young monk folded his hands together and said softly.

  "Little Master, can you let me see that Master again?"

  "Donor, go back, our host will never see you again."

  After that, the young monk turned and left, and soon disappeared in front of Lu Wanchu.

Ye Yunshu chased him up and heard what the young monk had just said. He was surprised, "It turns out that the teacher's father is actually the host of the Ping'an Temple. I heard that the host is an eminent monk who lives in simplicity and never meets outsiders. You are so lucky. Not bad!"

  The host of Ping An Temple is a very legendary figure. Some people say that he has lived for a hundred years, some people say that he is half a fairy, and some say that he can know the past and the future. In short, the more he spreads, the more mysterious.

   Seeing today, it opened Ye Yun's eyes.

   "Late night, put on this string of Buddhist beads."

   Ye Yunshu thought of something, and immediately put the red sandalwood beads in his hand on Lu Wanchu’s wrist.

  The red sandalwood prayer beads that the old monk gave to Lu Wanchu are very small, and they will not look particularly awkward when worn.

  Lu Wanchu raised his hand and looked at the two strings of Buddhist beads on his right wrist. I don't know if it was an illusion. After wearing the red sandalwood beads, she felt a lot warmer.

  She didn’t know how the host saw it, but she knew that he must be capable.

  There are countless strange people and strange things in this world that she doesn't know, and this Ping An Temple host must be too.

  "Why don’t you tell me if you are unwell late?"

   Ye Yunshu whispered, stretched out his hand to hold Lu Wanchu's hand, and found that it seemed to be a lot warmer, which was a sigh of relief.

  Usually, Lu Wanchu's hands are colder, and Ye Yunshu only thinks that she is wearing less clothes, but she doesn't know that it is actually related to her soul body.

   "There is no discomfort, but it is usually a little cold, but it's okay."

   "How can it be okay, it's not good for you to hide it from me."

  Ye Yunshu was angry, his eyes were reddish.

   "Yes, yes, I'm wrong, I won't hide it from you in the future, okay?"

  Lu Wanchu shook his head and laughed, and quickly comforted Ye Yunshu, “Look, my hands are warmer now, and I would like to thank you more for letting me come to Ping’an Temple, otherwise how could I meet such a monk.”

   "Is there anyone who coaxes you like this?"

   Ye Yunshu snorted coldly, holding Lu Wanchu's hand, "I don't care, if you keep hiding from me in the future, I will definitely ignore you."

   "Okay, I won't hide it from you in the future, okay?"

   "You swear!"

  Ye Yunshu was finally satisfied. Lu Wanchu was about to swear, and Ye Yunshu grabbed her hand again, "Don’t swear, when I didn’t say it, you can’t hide it from me anyway."

   "I see, I want to donate more sesame oil money."

   "Hmm, let's go together."

  The two girlfriends smiled at each other and walked towards the place where the sesame oil was donated.

It was almost noon when he left Ping An Temple, Lu Wanchu and Ye Yunshu returned to the capital to find a restaurant for lunch at random.

   "Sister, why are you here?"

   A soft voice was heard in disbelief. Lu Wanchu frowned and looked up, only to see a gorgeous-looking girl in her early twenties approaching a few meters away.

   Ye Yunshu looked down subconsciously when he heard the girl’s voice.

   "Who is she?"

  Lu Wanchu did not recognize who the person was. He looked familiar, but he did not remember who it was in his memory.

   "Ye Yunni, my sister who just returned to China."

   Ye Yunshu didn't sneer in a good mood.

  (End of this chapter)