"She? Will she be the daughter of destiny?" Ruan Qing took a breath: "Aunt, your evaluation of her... is so high?"

"So I want to see if this is God's will. If she can get December, then..." Master Mei couldn't help but clench his hand: "Qing'er, she is probably the one who chose!"

"But what if not?"

"That proves that our previous guesses are all wrong! And... we have to continue looking for that woman!"

“…”

"The leader..."

A little Taoist nun ran into the tent, panting.

"There is someone outside who insists on breaking in, he said..."

"Oh my god, I'm so tired..." Feng Chenglin rushed in in a mess.

The little Taoist nun hurriedly stopped him: "Why are you here? Didn't you ask you to wait outside?"

She looked at Master Mei with a embarrassed look on her face.

Master Mei went and waved his hand and signaled the Taoist nun to go down.

She knew who Feng Chenglin was.

He suddenly appeared at this time, but I'm afraid there is another story.

Feng Chenglin fell into the chair and poured half a cup of cold boiled water on his mouth. Then he wiped his mouth with his sleeves vulgarly.

"Master Mei, I..."

Who knew that when he waved his hand, a black rubbing floated out and fell slowly in front of Master Mei.

Feng Chenglin's movements suddenly froze, and his eyes were staring at the rubbing.

As for Master Mei, she didn't care about the dirty rubbings at first, but Feng Chenglin's movements and eyes made her heart tremble inexplicably and she subconsciously looked at the rubbings.

"What's this?"

"Nothing..." Feng Chenglin seemed to wake up from a dream, lazily stretched his waist, followed the movement, rubbed in front of Master Mei, and raised his hand to grab the rubbing: "I picked up by chance.

Handkerchiefs are used to rub your nose..."

Who knew that Master Mei suddenly raised his hand and pressed the rubbing: "Mr. Feng, such a dirty piece of cloth is used to rub his nose... Isn't it a bit too dirty? Qing'er, give your handkerchief to Mr. Feng!"

Ruan Qing couldn't help but widen her eyes: "Aunt..."

What to do?

Can girls’ handkerchiefs be given to people at will?

Even if you want to give it to someone, you can't be Feng Chenglin!

But Master Mei looked at it again: "Mr. Feng needs a handkerchief!"

"oh……"

Ruan Qing was confused and hesitantly handed over the handkerchief.

"No, right?" Feng Chenglin didn't mean to take over the handkerchief at all, but grabbed the rubbing of the other half with one hand and smiled: "Master Mei, this daughter's handkerchief is for her lover, and I'm not suitable to use it...

...Why me, it would be more appropriate to use this rag!"

His fingers increased their strength and wanted to retract the rubbings.

But Master Mei suddenly changed his hand and grabbed the other half of the rubbing: "Mr. Feng, you are so nervous about this...this thing is not as simple as rubbing your nose, right?"

"I just used it for rubbing my nose... If you don't believe it, you can see, there is still the snot I used on it!"

"..." Master Mei frowned in disgust and subconsciously lowered his head and glanced at the rubbing.

Feng Chenglin smirked even deeper: "Master Mei, I am a little nostalgic and poor, so I am always reluctant to throw away the things I have used, and the more I use them, the more I feel... Therefore,

, I appreciate the kindness of Master Mei. I also asked Master Mei to give up this handkerchief so that he would not take away anyone’s love, and return it to me..."
Chapter completed!