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Chapter 380: Lure the Buddha into Hell 37(1/2)

"Yo ho!"

Chi Lin's fox eyes widened.

He swept Yingqian back and forth with the tip of his tail and said cheerfully:

"Yingqian, you've been poached!"

He couldn't be happier.

Even looking at the smoke and clouds is quite pleasing to the eye.

This girl has some skills!

Try harder.

Wouldn't it be nice to snatch Du Yan away and play a show of unethical love in the world of mortals to make Ying Qian give up?

Ying Qian frowned and said doubtfully:

"When did she become so familiar with Du Yan?"

"Perhaps, when you were in a coma, the two of them saw each other, and then they made a private commitment for the rest of their lives."

Chilin jumped on Yingqian's shoulders and chirped:

"Don't think that the monk is a good person. He can make a girl shout his name in her dreams. How can he be a decent person?"

"Really?" Yingqian raised her eyebrows, "Why do I feel like you are fooling around?"

"You don't believe me?!"

Chilin pushed her face with the pads of his paws and said angrily:

"If it wasn't because I was guarding you, how could I possibly not have known about the quarrel between the monk and this girl? The monk was fooling around behind your back, and I was always by your side. Do you, a woman, have any conscience?"

He puffed his mouth.

The fox's face was full of worry.

Chi Lin has never been so kind to anyone.

It's rare to see this happen.

Yingqian is ungrateful.

How could he not be annoyed?

"Don't be angry."

Yingqian rubbed Chilin's head and comforted him casually:

"I'm very grateful to you!"

Chilin snorted coldly.

He looked annoyed, but actually swung his tail secretly.

Perhaps his voice is not too small.

It was so noisy that even the drowsy Yan Yun slowly opened his eyes.

"Qian...Qianqian?"

"It's me."

Yingqian nodded and said caringly:

"How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? I'll call you right away..."

She hasn't finished speaking yet.

But was interrupted by Yan Yun's voice.

"Where's Master Duyan?"

She just woke up.

His consciousness may not have fully recovered yet.

But even so, Yan Yun's first reaction was Du Yan.

First came the babble in sleep.

Here comes the search again after waking up.

Yingqian just slept for a while.

Why does it seem like everything has changed since I woke up?

The top of the head looks green.

Her male protagonist is going to be poached?

Or is it that something happened to Yanyun again?

She has the physique of an unlucky person.

It's really possible.

"Du Yan? What are you doing with him?"

Ying Qian stretched out her hand wrapped in a rice dumpling and touched Yan Yun's forehead.

very good.

Because the package is too thick.

No body temperature could be detected.

"I..."

Yanyun lowered his eyes.

The long eyelashes trembled uneasily twice.

His pale and haggard face once again revealed a pitiable fragility.

She seemed not to know how to speak.

I hesitated for a while.

Just as he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Chi Lin didn't notice anyone approaching.

He was stunned at first.

Then he curled his lips and whispered softly:

"The smelly monk is back again?!"

Chilin gritted his teeth.

Don't know why.

The mood that was originally good fell to the bottom in an instant.

As soon as Du Yan comes back.

All of Yingqian's attention would fall back on him again.

But even though Chilin didn't want to.

He could still only watch Du Yan step into the door.

But see him.

The most excited person was not Yingqian.

But clouds of smoke.

She was still lying on the bed just now, looking half-dead.

But after seeing Du Yan.

The whole person seemed to have returned to the light.

Face glowing red.

Full of energy.

He even lifted up the quilt and ran towards Du Yan with weak but stubborn steps, calling out:

"Master Duyan, you are finally back! Yanyun... Yanyun has been waiting for you!"

"donor."

Du Yan took half a step back.

Avoiding the approach of the smoke and cloud.

He clasped his hands together, but his brows were still indifferent.

But if you look carefully.
To be continued...
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