Chapter 290

Hearing the banter beyond his words, Tang Ning reached out to touch his head and said with disapproval: "benefactor, I'm a monk, bareheaded and so on. It's normal."

She also wanted to grow her hair. How could she get married with the Buddha? She stepped into the Buddha's gate with half her foot, and dressed as a little monk. Besides wearing a bald head, what could she do?

"Sit here for a while! I'll go and see what's in their store. " Said Downing, and went to the front.

When he sees it, he lets him go. He just drinks tea and thinks about things.

During this period, he always wanted to ignore one thing, but he found that he could not ignore it. Especially when he saw the little monk, the feeling was even stronger. He even doubted whether he was

Thinking of this, the hand holding the teacup tightened and the eyes closed down.

Tang Ning over there doesn't know Mo Ye's tangled mood. She is looking at some completed talismans placed in the counter. There are more first-order and second-order talismans, less third-order ones, and almost no more than four-level ones.

While walking slowly, she looked at the things in the counter. Suddenly, she felt a pair of eyes staring at her all the time. She could not help looking up and saw a little girl about ten years old inside the counter holding her cheeks, blinking a pair of beautiful eyes with novelty staring at her.

See is a lovely and delicate little girl, her eyebrows bent, raised a smile to her, but see the little girl widened a pair of curious eyes, pink face immediately become pretty red, originally holding a pair of cheek small hand because of shyness and instinctively covered the face and eyes, but because of the curiosity can not help but quietly open the finger seam, through the finger crack to look at the eyebrow bend Curved, delicate and elegant bald little monk.

The little girl's lovely and flexible appearance made Tang Ning laugh. She took out the fruit she picked in Yan Dao's palm from the space and asked with a smile, "do you eat fruit?"

The little girl blinked her beautiful eyes and stared at the beautiful little monk. Then she looked at the red fruit in his palm. After looking left and right, she pointed to her small nose and asked curiously, "can I have it?"

"Well, here you are. It's sweet." Tang Ning said with a smile.

"My mother said," you can't eat anything from strangers. " The little girl said seriously, soft and cute voice, just like a little rabbit, very cute.

Smell speech, Tang Ning Leng for a moment, and then agreed to nod, and said with a smile: "well, your mother is right." As soon as the voice fell, she snapped a bite of the fruit and said to the stunned little girl, "I'll eat it myself."

The little girl didn't think it would be like this. She had thought that if this beautiful little monk said one or two more words, she would take it over, but unexpectedly, he ate the fruit that was to be given to her.

Think of this, the heart with a little grievance, eyes can not help but slightly red.

After downing bit two fruit, see the little girl staring at her hand, the remaining half of the fruit actually red eyes, not from Leng for a while, way: "what's the matter with you?"

"You said you would give it to me." The little girl complained.

"But your mother said," you can't eat strangers' food casually. " Downing was helpless.

"You said you would give it to me." The little girl said obstinately.