Fall In Love with the Boss Every Day

Tao Yanxi stopped resisting and lay down on the table leisurely. She wanted to see what the monk would do if she stopped resisting.

Outside, the original radiant painting suddenly regained its calm.

There was no sadness or joy in his eyes, his hands clasped together, and he still recited the scriptures.

Time passed bit by bit, when the sun went down and the night began to occupy the whole world, all of them stopped chanting.

He put his hands together and bowed slightly towards the painting hanging on the wall.

"The world is in chaos, you shouldn't be born."

After saying this, he turned his hand and slapped the painting, and a golden light instantly disappeared into the painting.

The picture seemed to fluctuate a bit, but it returned to calm in an instant, but it no longer had the brilliance it had before.

In the painting, Tao Yanxi only felt that her body softened, but she couldn't raise any strength.

This is all empty, really cruel!

Tao Yanxi was lying on the table, her eyes fell on the falling peach blossoms.

In this space, peach blossoms are always falling, but they will never fall to the ground.

When the artist painted this picture, their end was already doomed.

Tao Yan moved her ears, and it seemed that there was no sound outside.

Xie Kong should have left, thinking about it, although everything is empty, he is a mortal and still has to eat and sleep.

She is different. As a spirit in the painting, she only needs to absorb the aura.

But the problem is that there is no spiritual energy that can be absorbed by her now.

Tao Yanxi's eyes flashed, she looked at the bottle in front of her, and licked her lips.

I don't know if the peach blossom wine in this jug can't be drunk. If so, her aura should be restored soon.

Tao Yanxi picked up the jug and shook it, but there was no sound. She poured it tentatively, but there was not a drop of wine.

Tao Yanxi frowned slightly, why is the wine in this jug gone?

She was lying on the table a little depressed, and she didn't know when there would be wine in the jug, but now it seems that she can only wait silently.

【Xiao Yao, I am so bored. 】 Tao Yanxi started harassing Xiao Yao again.

Xiaoyao: ...

[Then... let's watch TV shows together? 】 Xiao Yao asked tentatively.

【OK. 】 Tao Yanxi said with a smile, it was indeed correct to give Xiao Yao so many resources back then!

【Good! 】 After Xiaoyao finished speaking, a TV series played in Tao Yanxi's mind.

Tao Yanxi also watched happily, although some TV dramas are a little bit bloody, but it is better than none at all!

Time flies by in the process.

After an unknown amount of time, Tao Yanxi heard voices from the outside world.

"Are you really sure it's this painting?" a male voice said in a low voice.

"I'm sure, I watch Master Jiekong chanting sutras against this painting every day." Another slightly immature male voice said.

"Then what are you waiting for? Let's take this painting away while it's empty." The previous man started talking again.

Then Tao Yanxi only felt a sway, and the whiteness dissipated a lot. At the same time, she felt that her strength had increased.

Tao Yanxi's eyes lit up, this...

Before she could finish her surprise, it was only in the blink of an eye that the whiteness returned to its original state, and she slumped on the stone chair all of a sudden.

Tao Yanxi:  …

Outside, Jie Kong looked indifferently at the two little monks kneeling on the ground.