Quick wear: the host is so flirtatious, the substitute is Bai Yueguang

Chapter 214 Becoming a Rebel Secret Guard (14)

Rong Qing was stunned by the girl's eyes.

Thinking that she cared about her body being looked at by him, her knuckles curled up unconsciously.

"donor……"

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Rao interrupted him, she raised her eyebrows lightly, "No matter who, Master is called a 'donor', right?"

The line of Rong Qing's lips was straightened, and when he was about to speak, he heard the girl continue to speak.

"My name is Jiang Rao, Master can call you whatever you like."

He paused when he heard the girl's words, and said, "Girl Jiang." The voice was gentle and polite.

Jiang Rao was not surprised when he heard this.

She deliberately lowered her head to glance at the body covered by the thin film, and when she raised her eyes, she happened to bump into the dark eyes of the man looking at her.

Immediately, Jiang Rao twitched the corner of her mouth, "Thank you Master for saving your life, although men and women can't kiss each other..." Sensing the man's eyes trembling, Jiang Rao continued to spit out unfinished words.

"But I believe that Master Yinbai has broken through the world of mortals, and he has no distracting thoughts in his mind, so don't worry about it."

Hearing this, Rong Qing's eyes changed almost imperceptibly, and he paused for a while before saying: "It's so...very good."

Sensing the man's pause, Jiang Rao narrowed his eyes lightly, the narrowness in the depths of his eyes looming, and the corners of his mouth curled unconsciously.

"The master thinks 'very good'... just fine."

Hearing the girl's soft words, Rong Qing lowered his eyes, and the thick and long eyelashes under the two thick eyebrows drooped slightly, casting a shadow on the lower eyelid, making it difficult for people to see his emotions clearly.

But Jiang Rao didn't care, she could sense a thing or two from the man's previous pause.

But she pretended not to know.

Jiang Rao shifted her gaze, and unhurriedly landed on the candlelight in the room, "Master, what time is it?"

The girl's voice brought Rong Qing back to his senses, and he replied: "About midnight."

Jiang Rao nodded slightly, and was about to say something when the man spoke again, "My name is Rong Qing."

"Forehead……"

Jiang Rao was a little surprised. He didn't expect him to say his name directly, but what did he mean?She raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at him calmly.

Rong Qing spoke softly, and looked at her calmly, "Others also call me a master."

Jiang Rao paused, and instantly understood what he meant, and the corners of his mouth raised an arc unconsciously.

She said: "Oh, the master's original name is really nice."

Rong Qing: "..."

His brows were slightly wrinkled, and his lips pursed a few times. Seeing the girl's innocent expression, he didn't speak again.

The two were silent for a moment.

The room was a little too quiet for a while, and you could hear the rustling of insects outside and the rustling of leaves blown by the night wind.

Jiang Rao was disturbed by drowsiness, and yawned involuntarily, her eyes filled with moisture.

The voice was softer than before, "Master, do you have a place to sleep?"

Looking at the girl's appearance, he knew that she wanted to sleep, so he nodded, "Ms. Jiang just sleep."

Jiang Rao lay down unceremoniously, seemingly unprepared.

The faint scent of pine and bamboo on the bed lingers in the nostrils, like the rustling of the branches in a rainy night, which makes people feel peaceful and peaceful.

Seeing the girl's shallow breathing, Rong Qing was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect her to fall asleep so quickly.

After putting down the bed curtain for her, he walked away.

Hearing the movement beside the bed, the eyelashes of the person on the bed trembled and regained their composure.

Rong Qing continued to sit cross-legged on the cattail mat, the jade-colored Buddhist beads on his right hand were slowly turning between his fingers, quite rhythmically.

He suddenly remembered a divination given to him by the abbot when he first entered Pujue Temple.

"The six relatives are weak, and there is no need to ask for things; blessings come from the sky, but the world of mortals has no results."

Rong Qing didn't believe it before, thinking that he would always live for revenge, but he turned his head and looked in the direction of the bed, his eyes deepened a little.

So, is she her own blessing?

　It's closed, it's broken.

　　I haven't thought about the outline of this interface yet, so I don't know how to code words. I will think about it carefully today, and try not to update it frequently in the future.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)