Tian Yuan

Chapter 2072 Shameless

The old monk's words "I miss you" directly broke through Liu Nansheng's cold defense.

The enemy's attack was fierce and our army was completely routed.

"Ah."

Liu Nansheng was in a state of confusion but remained indifferent on the surface.

"show you."

The old monk drank a cup of tea and took out a piece of paper from his arms.

"what?"

Liu Nansheng still looked indifferent.

The old monk gestured, "Let's take a look first."

call out!

The paper flew into Liu Nansheng's hands. She lowered her eyebrows and took a look. It seemed to be a rough house design. She was a little confused: "What does it mean?"

"I plan to improve the house. Let me know if you like the style. If you are not satisfied with anything, please let me know and I will try my best to improve it."

The old monk explained his purpose.

"What does it have to do with me?" Liu Nansheng threw the paper back into the old monk's hand, as if it had nothing to do with him.

"You are the hostess, so of course it is your business."

The old monk knows that he doesn't have many years left, so he should not be reserved but take the initiative to make up for his regrets.

Liu Nansheng was stunned and became even more confused.

This old bald donkey, how come... he seems like a different person.

Can't stand it.

I can't stand it at all.

"Who is the hostess? Don't be so self-indulgent."

Liu Nansheng's cheeks flushed a little. He pretended to be calm and said one thing but meant another.

"You used to like the color purple, loved desserts, and had more than a dozen loquat trees in your backyard..."

The old monk has known Liu Nansheng for a lifetime, so how could he not know her temper?

Although Liu Nansheng did not respond, her attention was completely attracted by the old monk. The corners of her mouth lifted involuntarily, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness.

In fact, the old monk could just live in Liu Mansion and there was no need to make such a fuss.

This move is to express to the best of one's ability the love that has been accumulated deep in one's heart for many years.

"After I finish my housework, I'll come and propose marriage, okay?"

After talking for a long time, the old monk mentioned the most important thing.

Liu Nansheng snorted coldly: "Ha."

Neither accept nor refuse.

"When you agree."

The old monk's face was filled with a big smile.

Most likely because of shyness, Liu Nansheng remained silent throughout.

It was late at night, but Lao He had no intention of leaving: "It's getting dark, it's not good to go back."

"I can take you back."

Liu Nansheng only needed a thought to send the old monk back home.

"Since you are in the mortal world, use less magic. Follow the rules of mortal life and experience them firsthand."

The old monk immediately rejected Liu Nansheng's proposal.

"What do you want?"

Liu Nansheng asked the question even though he knew the answer.

The old monk asked, "Are there any guest rooms?"

Liu Nansheng said coldly: "No."

The old monk said, "It's okay. I'll just find a place and stay for one night."

Liu Nansheng: "I don't welcome you."

The old monk said: "It's dark, and the road is hard to walk on. If you fall or meet a bad person, it will be troublesome."

Liu Nansheng: "Old bald donkey, why are you so shameless?"

The old monk said: "I have never been a monk in this life. Your name is inappropriate."

Liu Nansheng: "I just like to call you Old Baldy, is that not okay?"

Old monk: “…OK.”

In this way, at the insistence of the old monk, he lived in Liu Mansion.

Of course, he definitely wasn't living in the same room with Liu Nansheng, but in the guest room next door.

The distance between the two was further shortened thanks to the old monk's unremitting efforts.

In the dead of night, the old monk dragged his tired body and fell into a deep sleep. Liu Nansheng in the main house was very powerful and did not need to rest. He peered through the wooden wall all night.

Recalling what the old monk had just said, Liu Nansheng's fair cheeks flushed with shame, and he murmured, "Stinky monk."

In the next half month, the old monk worked during the day and went to Liu Mansion to rest at night.

He goes from point A to point B, and is very diligent.

One day, as night fell, it suddenly started to rain heavily.

On his way to Liu's house, the old monk was forced to hide under a roof on the street. The rain was so heavy that the old monk could hardly move.

I didn't bring an umbrella and there was nothing around to shelter from the rain.

There is nothing to do except wait for the rain to subside.

After waiting for a while, the old monk vaguely saw a figure in the rain, walking towards him.

As I got closer, I could see clearly who was coming.

A warm feeling surged in the old monk's heart.

"madness."

Liu Nansheng was wearing a purple dress with a classical flavor and holding an exquisite oil-paper umbrella in her hand. She walked slowly towards him and scolded him coldly.

The old monk was not angry at all, but was very happy: "I am indeed stupid."

Liu Nansheng could make the heavy rain disappear with just a thought. However, she didn't do that, and walked slowly with an umbrella.

Some rain splashed onto Liu Nansheng, leaving water stains on her clothes.

Perhaps, she followed the old monk's advice and decided to enjoy this simple and plain life while living in the world.

As to why there is only one oil-paper umbrella, there is no need to explain further.

"What are you standing there for? Come here quickly."

Looking at the old monk standing there motionless, Liu Nansheng said unhappily.

"Ok."

The old monk responded, took a big step forward, and moved closer to Liu Nansheng, receiving the protection of the oil-paper umbrella.

slam-la-

The heavy rain hit the ground with a loud noise, giving people a strong sense of urgency.

The two walked towards Liu Mansion side by side.

It was raining heavily, and they should have found a place to hide as soon as possible. However, the two of them took their time and strolled leisurely despite the wind and rain.

"Come here, your clothes are wet."

Liu Nansheng scolded.

"understood."

The old monk was very obedient and moved closer to Liu Nansheng. He could often smell an intoxicating fragrance at his nose, which touched his heart.

"I made you some changes of clothes. You can try them later."

On the way, the two chatted.

Old monk: “Thank you.”

Liu Nansheng: “Heh.”

The old monk said: "In a few days, the house will be repaired. Do you have any other requests?"

Liu Nansheng: “Humph.”

The old monk said: "There is a pastry shop on East Street. I heard that the food is delicious. I will buy some tomorrow and let you try it."

Liu Nansheng: “Oh.”

Old monk: "You were not so arrogant before."

Liu Nansheng: "You have never been so shameless before. You are so shameless."

Old monk: "I made the change for you."

Liu Nansheng: “…Get lost!”

The old monk said: "It's raining now, so it's hard to roll. I'll show you how to roll when we get home later, okay?"

Liu Nansheng: “…”

An oil-paper umbrella and two figures appear and disappear.

Every time the rain washes over, the figures on the ground become blurred, as if they have merged together, tightly connected and difficult to separate.

Somewhere in the void above, Chen Qingyuan had a clear view of everything in the town.

"Is the old monk releasing his true nature?"

Ask yourself, Chen Qingyuan is not that shameless. At least in terms of feelings, he is far inferior.