Chapter 105 Buddha, please protect your little fox (17)
The Buddhist beads floating in the air felt the strong Buddhist aura from Jingchen, and instantly retracted their dazzling golden light and returned to the hands of the fat uncle.
Shen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief instantly, but the burning sensation on her arm made her frown in pain, and her face turned pale instantly.
She glanced sideways, and Jingchen's tall and extraordinary figure appeared in her sight. Against the light, his sharp and distinct face was like a painting, as bright as moonlight.
Shen Yuan's petite and frail body trembled, and then she fell to the ground uncontrollably.
As expected, he did not touch the cold floor, but was enveloped by a faint scent of Buddhist sandalwood. Behind him was a hot and soft body.
"Buddha Jingchen...it hurts so much..."
Shen Yuan nestled in his arms, her voice soft and choked with unbearable pain.
Jingchen's eyes suddenly shrank, and a feeling of suffocation surged in his heart, as if he was being pricked by thousands of tiny needles.
Shen Yuan pulled the corners of his lips, his smile dark and bleak.
"Thank goodness...you're here..."
A second before losing consciousness, Chen Yuan saw a pair of narrow eyes filled with heartache and panic.
The "torture of one's own flesh" trick is quite useful for ascetic Buddhists...
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A faint medicinal fragrance penetrates the tip of the nose, which is cool and pleasant, like nectar.
Chen Yuan twitched his nose and opened his eyes reluctantly.
"woke up?"
A cold, hoarse, familiar voice came to my ears.
It’s Jingchen.
"Buddha's son..."
Chen Yuan called him softly, but he did not look up. Instead, he focused on applying medicine to her.
His movements were very gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting her.
Jingchen's delicate eyebrows were lowered, and she looked very serious.
Even though he had never done this before and was a little unfamiliar with it, he was still incredibly elegant.
Shen Yuan struggled and tried to sit up.
"Don't move."
Jingchen's face was slightly cold, his lips were pressed into a straight line, and he held her hand.
In order to better treat the wound, Jingchen cut off the cloth on Chen Yuan's slender arm. As soon as he touched it, he felt a soft feeling in his palm.
He withdrew his hand suddenly as if he had been electrocuted, and there seemed to be residual warmth on his fingertips.
Jingchen coughed uncomfortably, wrapped the gauze, and said calmly
"You should have a good rest."
Watching him leave, Shen Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.
In the eyes of everyone, the ascetic and cold Buddhist Jingchen looks so cute when he becomes shy.
In fact, the wound on Shen Yuan's arm was not as serious as it looked.
When the beads attacked, Wangzai blocked her sense of pain very quickly.
However, remembering the bloody routines in those previous domineering CEO novels, Chen Yuan decided to use a self-torture trick.
It turns out that it is quite effective.
Less than half an hour after Jingchen left, the fat uncle came in stealthily with Wuan.
When Chen Yuan looked at the two of them, he thought of the string of Buddhist beads that were full of murderous aura.
She snorted coldly, turned her head away, and buried herself in the quilt to sleep.
Behind him, there came the sound of Wuan buzzing like a mosquito.
"Little fox? Are you...are you asleep?"
He and Uncle Pangpang came to apologize.
When the Buddhist beads hurt the little fox, the expression on Jingchen Buddhist's face was frighteningly cold.
Wu An had never seen him like this before. He was not as heartless and desireless, cold and aloof as people said. His narrow eyes could not hide his worry and fear.
Wuan suspected that if he did not obtain the little fox's forgiveness, Buddhist disciple Jingchen would directly expel him from the temple.
What's more, Master Uncle Pangpang was also implicated by himself. It was he who made the mistake, so naturally he needs to apologize.
With a strong sense of guilt weighing on him, Wuan still mustered up the courage to come over, despite being very afraid of the little fox that had transformed into a human form.
Shen Yuan ignored him, and Wu An knew that she was angry with him, and the expression on his face became more helpless.
"Master Fatty and I brought you some cakes and candied haws. Would you like to try some?"
The little ball curled up in the quilt was still motionless. Wuan and his fat uncle looked at each other, feeling like crying but unable to.
It’s over, it’s over, she is really angry, even pastries can’t tempt her.
"Put the cakes here. You guys go out. I'm going to sleep."
The little fox's muffled voice came from under the quilt.
Wu An was flattered, his eyes lit up instantly, and he nodded quickly
"Okay, okay, have a good rest."
After saying that, he hurriedly tugged at the sleeve of his fat uncle.
When the two left, they carefully closed the door of the meditation room.
When Shen Yuan heard the noise, his furry fox ears shrank and he poked his head out from under the quilt.
Wuan and Master Pangpang were no longer in the Zen room. It seemed that they had really left.
She breathed a sigh of relief, climbed out of the quilt, and walked stealthily to the table.
The pastries that Wuan brought were the crispy cakes made from the red peaches he bought when he went down the mountain before. Chen Yuan had been craving for them for a long time.
[Host, you are obviously not angry with Wuan, so why are you ignoring him?]
Wangzai flapped his little wings, flew out of the space in his mind, and landed on the table.
Shen Yuan handed him a shortbread and said, "Humph, I also have a temper. I won't forgive him so quickly."
Although this matter cannot be blamed on Wuan, who can blame him for making delicious pastries?
If she hadn't pretended to be angry, she wouldn't have been able to eat the peach pastry made by Wuan first. It would have been eaten by the fat uncle-in-law first.
After hearing this, Wangzi couldn't help but give her a thumbs up.
[Host, why are you so greedy? If this were in "The Legend of Zhen Huan", it would have been poisoned to death in the first episode.]
After saying that, Wangzai ate the red peach pastry in one bite and squinted his eyes in comfort.
A fox and a cat, both of them have extremely big appetites.
But in just over ten minutes, the whole basket of biscuits and candied haws was eaten up.
Wangzai touched his bulging belly and burped while lying on the table.
Suddenly, there were soft and powerful footsteps outside the door.
Wangzai was startled and quickly disappeared from the spot.
"Squeak."
The bamboo door was opened, and Jingchen had probably just finished chanting scriptures. He was still wrapped in a golden monk's robe and holding a pure white dress in his hands.
"Has Wuan been here?"
Jingchen put the clothes aside, saw the bamboo basket on the table, and asked softly.
Chen Yuan nodded and said "hmm" obediently.
"He came to you to apologize?"
"Yeah, I don't want to forgive him so quickly."
Shen Yuan folded her arms and humphed softly, turning her head away proudly.
"You still hold a grudge."
Jingchen curled the corners of his mouth, his voice was as cold as usual, but mixed with a hint of joy.
He looked at the plain robe on Shen Yuan, and his eyes dimmed.
Chen Yuan was still wearing the dress with the sleeves cut off during the day, her arms exposed to the air, her shoulders round and plump.
Jingchen calmly looked away and handed the clothes over.
"Your wound has been bandaged. It's not appropriate to be naked. Please change into this."
Shen Yuan took the clothes and looked at them carefully.
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