Self-help Strategies for a Femme Fatale

1,

In the first year after she left, Shen Yan came to Jiangnan.

In the second year, perhaps it was because of my brain pumping that I became a monk in the temple.

In the third year, he saw a young girl who looked a lot like a princess. Only then did he realize that everything seemed to be wrong.

Who is she?

This seems to be an unsolvable mystery.

After another three years, all the pain, longing, and suspicion gradually faded.

Until the seventh year, he went to see peach blossoms by boat alone.

...

The laughter of the girls came from the river bank.

"The sound goes slowly."

Hearing that name, Shen Yan was shocked, and he looked over quickly.

I saw a pretty young girl standing in the rosy peach forest.

The completely different appearance, obviously not the same person, but let his eyes condense tightly on her body, no matter what.

"Yinyin, look at the monk on that boat so handsome!"

Liuyin was whispered by his companion holding hands.

She went to see it curiously.

At first glance, I felt that this monk was so familiar.

After a few more glances, he recognized the person.

How did he become a monk?

Liuyin was surprised, and it was even more uncomfortable to see him looking over here.

"Let's go back."

"Aren't we just coming out to play? Ah, Yinyin, you see, that monk seems to be coming to our side!"

When Shen Yan came, Liu Yin bowed his head.

She could feel his eyes lightly passing over her.

"This master, what's the matter?"

"The poor monk passed by here and saw that this female benefactor seemed to have some calamity that needs to be resolved, so she took the liberty to interrupt her.

Liuyin just wanted to roll his eyes.

Where did Shen Yan learn this skill in deception?

It's hard to say whether she has a calamity, if it is true, it should probably be on him.

"Causes? Yinyin, let the master see it!"

The companion was frightened by Shen Yan's words, and directly pushed Liu Yin in front of him.

Almost everyone in their place believes in Buddhism, and everyone is a devout believer. Correspondingly, these monks and monks are also very respected, and Shen Yan is well-born, with his eyes downcast wherever he stands, his whole body is bathed in the light of Buddha, holy and inviolable.

"Can the poor monk have a chat with this female benefactor alone?"

"This..." The companion hesitated, but when he saw Shen Yan's appearance of a gentleman, he immediately agreed.

Seeing her companion pushed her to Shen Yan with confidence, Liu Yin was stunned.

The spring breeze on the riverbank floats into the water with petals in it, floating away gently and softly with the flowing water.

"Ayin." Shen Yan faintly called out.

Liu Yin blinked: "Are you calling me?"

Shen Yan looked at her quietly.

He suddenly covered her whole body in his arms, and Liu Yin was taken aback, and immediately struggled in shame: "Let go of me, you disciple!"

"Don't make trouble, let me hug you."

His voice looked tired and content.

Liu Yin gradually calmed down.

She was a little puzzled, and didn't know how he recognized her?

After a while, Shen Yan released her.

Ask her: "Are you still running away this time? Or how do you plan to lie to me?"

Liuyin mumbled: "Where did I lie to you?"

Shen Yan squinted his eyes: "What do you think?"

Liuyin pretended to be innocent with his eyes wide open.

Shen Yan didn't care, took her hand and asked, "Where is your home?"

"What do you ask this for?"

"Come to propose marriage."

"What?" Liu Yin widened his eyes in surprise.

After a long while, he said: "This is too fast."

Shen Yan glanced at her lightly: "I have been waiting for seven years."

"But you are still a monk."

"This is a problem."

Shen Yan's work efficiency is surprisingly high. After returning to the vulgarity, he came to propose a marriage. He didn't know how he held the bald head to get her parents to agree.

On the night of the wedding, Liu Yin couldn't help laughing looking at the smooth top of his head.

Shen Yan looked at her and smiled, "Is it so funny?"

Liuyin looked at him with a smile.

She asked: "Why are you a monk?"

"The temple is clean and comfortable."

Liuyin doesn't believe it.

"Then why don't you find your purity and comfort now?"

He slowly approached her: "Reading the Buddhist scriptures and thinking of you, the Buddha should blame it."

The candlelight flickered.

When Liu Yin was at a loss, he pressed her ear and said, "Call me brother."

She turned her head to look at him.

Seeing that he smiled at the corner of his mouth and said: "Don't you have to be my sister?"

Liuyin thought.

It turned out he was holding a grudge, so stingy.

Shen Yan didn't tell her the truth.

As a monk, he just wanted to cultivate an afterlife.

But now, he does not look for the past, does not ask about cause and effect, but only wants a perfection.

2.

Huo Jue believes that people can't get overwhelmed, and she is more than just overwhelmed, what she is best at is putting her nose on her face.

"Huo Xiaoyu, I want to eat apples and cut them into small pieces."

"Huo Xiaoyu, you are so slow."

Huo Jue was cold, peeled the apple for her, cut it into small pieces, put a fork in front of her, and almost fed it into her mouth!

Liuyin looked at him with his cheeks supported.

Exclaimed: "Huo Xiaoyu, you must have loved me miserably."

Huo Jue slipped her white tender feet off his legs, and said disgustingly: "Why are you thicker than the walls?"

"Is it thick? Is it thick?" Liu Yin leaned in front of him and took his hand to touch her face. "You touch it, it's not thick."

The skin under his hands was extremely smooth, Huo Jue squeezed unceremoniously.

Liu Yin smiled and rubbed his palm.

Huo Jue asked suspiciously: "Are you hiding something from me?"

Liuyin looked at him innocently: "The two of us are so good, how can I hide something from you?"

Huo Jue was dubious.

When I went to bed at night, I went back to the bedroom and found that the room was full of photos of her.

Huo Jue grinds his teeth.

Three steps and two steps out the door, knocked on the opposite door.

"Miss me so soon?" Liu Yin stood by the door and smiled at him.

"What is this?" Huo Jue showed her the photo with a cold face.

"Well, it's for you to consider yourself three times a day to see if you miss me, if you make me angry, and if you love me more."

"Is that used like this?"

"Don't be serious." Liuyin flipped through the photos. "I'm pretty photogenic. You see this photo is really beautiful! But no matter how beautiful the photo is, it's not as cute as a real person, isn't it?

Liu Yin stood on tiptoe, put his arms around his neck, and kissed him on the lips.

Huo Jue pursed his lips, and she was fainted.

I said I didn't like it, but I really liked it in my heart.

Liuyin said that his mouth was stiff, and when he saw her, his eyes seemed to flicker and he had to hold on.

Liuyin once complained to him. He neither confessed nor chased her. It was so easy to get such a perfect girlfriend.

Huo Jue had no response after hearing this.

Until his birthday.

The two of them prepared cakes together and made a hearty meal together.

Before taking a break, he took her hand and stopped talking.

"I...you..."

Liu Yin gave him a strange look.

"you're uncomfortable?"

Huo Jue gritted his teeth and said to her eyes: "I like you."

It seems to have started, and the following words are not so difficult: "I like it very much, I like it at first sight."

Huo Jue's face blushed for the first time speaking so bluntly.

Liu Yin smiled brilliantly: "I know."

He might not know, she could hear the pounding heartbeat every time he approached.

That is the best love word in the world.

She can play tricks on him, she can act coquettishly to him, she can be cheeky to him.

Because she knows that he likes her.

"Huo Xiaoyu, do you know? I really like you too."

Liu Yin asked: "Are you a confession?"

Huo Jue groaned uncomfortably.

Liuyin buried his head on his chest and snickered.

Huo Jue became angry and threatened with a vicious voice, "I will throw you out if I laugh again!"

Liuyin looked up at him confidently, "Throw it! Why not throw it?"

Huo Jue looked down at her.

Forget it, this is my own.

It hurts badly.

The author has something to say:

I realized a major problem only after I wrote it, I seem to have written everyone to death.