Chapter 535: Pure and witty and handsome monk 10

Azhao shook his head: "The monk, how many are not laity?"
It passed quickly overnight.
Zhan Ming got up early in the morning, and found that the mysterious Azhao Shizhu had disappeared.
On the table, the delicate tea set and a can of snow are still there.
Zhan Ming carefully arranged it and waited for the donor to come over next time...
Wenyuan Gongfu, Azhao also woke up.
A night of wandering, for her to be like a long dream, it does not feel tired.
She got up, used her rice, and went to see her parents.
The day of Miss Gong Hou, it is very easy and comfortable, and it is very boring.
If it is better to have a solicitation party, at least go out and breathe, see a friend of the same age.
If you are at home, what you can do is read a book, draw and draw a piano, and then you can do embroidery by yourself and take a walk in the garden.
Azhao is now full of eyes, how to make Zhan Ming move the dust, no thought of embroidery and no heart to visit the garden.
Seeing her sitting on the couch with a lot of thoughts, the coral is worried: it seems that although the young lady said that she put it down, she still remembers the young master. Otherwise, how could it be so depressed?
At this time, A Zhao asked another question: "Coral, you said, this monk, what would you like?"
Monk?
Corals are confused about the sudden problems of their own lady.
Miss does not believe in Buddhism. If there is no interest in these things, how can it suddenly...
what!
Coral shocked and smothered his mouth: Miss will not be, suffered the blow of Qi Shaoye, can not figure out for a moment, want to break into the empty door?
She quickly said: "Miss, what is good about this family? It's a day of rough tea, not eating, it's very hard."
Azhao gave her a look: "I asked what you liked by your family?"
Coral "Oh" said: "I am a monk, I also like money? You see the elders of the Buddhist temple, the lady gave me a golden body last time, and the elders laughed into a Maitreya. Every time Mrs. When you go to the Buddha, you have to give a lot of incense money. The elders of the good church can look at our Wenyuan Government and see it as a of wealth."
Azhao: "..."
If Zhan Ming likes money so much, then you don't have to worry about it.
However, if Zhan Ming is really so convinced, she does not need her to do the task.
Azhao thought about feeling a little depressed and waved his hand to let the coral go down.
Coral was scared to ask for the wife of Azhao’s mother, Wen Yuangong, and said that she was afraid of being a monk.
Naturally, I was scared enough by Mrs. Wen Yuangong, and hurriedly rushed over to the courtyard where A Zhao lived.
Azhao heard that this physical mother arrived and quickly went out to meet.
As soon as I saw it, I saw that the beautiful woman had not spoken yet, but a tearful tear rolled down.
Azhao: "..."
She really didn't understand how the lady's lacrimal gland was so developed.
The woman is made of water, and this is a perfect interpretation of her.
The headache sighed, Azhao went forward, and took the pip to wipe her tears: "Who is the mother who is not happy?"
Mrs. Wen Yuangong grabbed her hand: "Zhao Er, you should never think of it!"
Azhao: "???"
I can't figure out anything?
Mrs. Wen Yuangong has begun to cry: "If you are sad, then you can't give birth to the idea of ​​being a monk! Do you have the heart to watch me and you suffer the pain of separation?"
Azhao: "???"