Cui Weizhen concentrated on painting, and Ye Zhenzhen did not disturb him until he had completed all the details of the Buddha's becoming a Buddha. Just as he was about to go back exhausted, he heard Hong Zhiyuan remind him, "Lang Jun, Madam is here."
Cui Weizhen looked back, and among the group of believers who were kneeling and chanting sutras, Ye Zhenzhen, who was standing at the end, stood out from the crowd and was eye-catching. His eyes lit up, and he immediately crossed the red line and the crowd and walked towards her.
For the first time, he ignored the fact that there was a large audience and stretched out his hands to hold her tightly in his arms, inhaling deeply the unique sweet fragrance of her body. His voice was filled with obvious longing and surprise, "Zhen Zhen, why are you here?"
The clear cold fragrance mixed with the pungent smell of paint poured into the nose together with the cold wind. The smell was not pleasant at all, but it was the breath that Ye Zhenzhen had been waiting for for a long time. She buried herself deeply in his arms, her whole body
They all relaxed, "I miss you."
Not shy, bold and passionate.
Cui Weizhen's throat moved, and his blood seemed to be ignited on fire. It suddenly burned, giving him the urge to rub the person in his arms into his bones and blood, but the increasingly noisy sounds around him reminded him that now was not the right time.
He reluctantly let go of his embrace, his eyes lingering on Ye Zhenzhen's face, "Go to the Zen room where I rest first."
The believers had all gotten up and were watching the two people like monkeys, pointing and talking. Ye Zhenzhen blushed a little, but she was more proud and proud——
The painting they looked up to was painted by her man!
Then Cui Weizhen saw that Ye Zhenzhen was like a victorious rooster, with her head raised and chest raised, and she was passing through the crowd with great pride. With this proud look, those who didn't know thought it was her title on the gold medal list and her hairpin.
Flower parade.
He couldn't help shaking his head and laughing. No matter what time, she was always so lively.
So fine.
Cui Weizhen remembered what King Wei had asked him not long ago, what did he like about Ye Zhenzhen? He couldn't tell the answer, maybe it was her unique mystery and freshness.
He saw countless beauties, but she left a trace in his heart.
Ye Zhenzhen was very sensitive to Cui Weizhen's intense gaze. She was so proud that she raised her head and asked him, "Do you think I'm getting prettier?"
Cui Weizhen laughed, "What do you think?"
"Hate!"
Ye Zhenzhen acted very coquettishly and naturally, "Can't you praise me?"
Cui Weizhen was silent for a long time, staring at Ye Zhenzhen's expectant eyes, and finally revealed his heart, "One day without seeing her is like three autumns."
Ye Zhenzhen's eyes suddenly lit up. Wasn't this an admission that he missed her?
She immediately hit the snake and put on the stick, holding his arm and shaking it constantly, "I don't want to listen to this, you have to praise me and say that I look as beautiful as a fairy today."
Cui Weizhen's mouth twitched, and he happened to arrive at the Zen monastery where he lived. He immediately found an excuse to leave, "I'm going to wash up. You sit down for a while."
He sat Ye Zhenzhen on the round stool and without waiting for anyone to react, he immediately ran to the clean room. Ye Zhenzhen became angry and sat alone in the room sulking.
About a quarter of an hour later, Cui Weizhen walked in with moist moisture. He was holding a food box in his hand. He looked into Ye Zhenzhen's round almond eyes and immediately smiled attentively, "You haven't eaten Xiangguo Temple's food yet."
Go vegetarian, I asked the chef in the dining room to make a special dish for you, you can try it to see if it tastes good."
Ye Zhenzhen likes to study cooking skills, and even more so, she likes to eat. When Cui Weizhen took out the delicious and fragrant vegetarian food from the food box, most of her resentment dissipated without realizing it.
The smoke disappeared.
As a foodie, when she tastes fresh dishes, she instinctively begins to analyze what seasonings are used in the dishes, what are the preparation procedures? What kind of heat is required...
Cui Weizhen, who was on the side, breathed a sigh of relief. It was worth it that he snatched the lunch from the host as an emergency. Otherwise, with Ye Zhenzhen's temper, he would have to finish it - it only took a quarter of an hour, and he had no time to give orders to the kitchen.
Zen Master Xuyun, who was robbed of his lunch: "..."
Not to mention what happened to Zen Master Xuyun, Cui Weizhen coaxed everyone with delicious food, and then chatted with Ye Zhenzhen about their daily life, "Why did you come to Xiangguo Temple suddenly? Did something happen at home?"
"No."
Ye Zhenzhen shook her head, "The day after tomorrow is the day when I will take the exam. I want to ask you, when will you go home? Or will you continue to live in Xiangguo Temple?"
Cui Weizhen looked suddenly enlightened for a moment. He was so absorbed in painting these days that he forgot about the days.
His eyes darkened slightly and he nodded, "It's okay. I can go back with you today to see the murals in Xiangguo Temple. Just come back when you have time. You rest for a while, and I'll go say goodbye to the abbot."
Ye Zhenzhen nodded. Although she had been standing all morning, she was not tired at all. She simply started to pack Cui Weizhen's luggage. He had lived here for almost a month and had a lot of things.