Lin Mo didn't sleep well all night.

The bones all over his body seemed to be disbanded.

Although she was weak when she was in the Lin family before, she didn't get sick often, but she suddenly became aggressive when she got sick.

Xue Huanhuan took care of her all night. In the morning, she saw Lin Mo sleeping for a while and couldn't bear to wake her up.

As for what to watch the sunrise...

That can be seen anytime.

She didn't want to torture Mo Mo to death.

Lin Mo curled up in the quilt, holding the string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and sprayed the warm breathing on the tip of his nose.

Xue Huanhuan was about to wipe her hands, but she couldn't break her hands, so she let her go.

Xue Huanhuan touched her forehead: "Fortunately it's not hot anymore. If Mo Mo's little head is burned, I will become an eternal sinner."

She took the hot water out and poured it out.

I saw a man standing at the door, standing under the eaves with his back to her, wearing a blue shirt and a sleek back. His tall back was very thin, and his soft clothes covered the boy's bones, as if he was about to go with the wind.

Immortal style and Taoist bone.

"Donor, you're awake." A little meat dumpling said, "Has that donor sister subsided?"

Xue Huanhuan was stunned and saw Ji Ran, "Are you talking about Mo Mo? She has subsided her fever, but it is still not good. She should have to rest and replenish her spirit."

Jiran glanced at the man beside him: "Uncle Master..."

"It's time to rest." Wuxiang didn't say much, "It's cold and silent on the mountain. I'll send them a new quilt later."

When Xue Huanhuan heard this beautiful sound, she couldn't help but look at it. She only saw half of her face with a clear outline and extremely clear contour.

His figure was proud, and he hung on his hands beside him and wrapped two long circles of Buddhist beads. The long string was hidden in his big sleeves.

Behind me is a mountain temple with a slightly green color, with clouds coming out of the mountains, which is simply incomparable.

After Wuxiang said that, he left with a strode sideways.

Xue Huanhuan couldn't help looking at his back. He was thin but not weak, his big steps were not messy, but calm and natural, and his clothes swayed gently with his feet.

She exclaimed in surprise: "This is the monk I saw yesterday..."

After all, the little monk Jiran was young and had a straightforward legs. He quickly went to get a new quilt.

He was short and looked cute and cute while holding a thick quilt.

Lin Mo was a little cold when he fell asleep, and felt a heavy quilt covering her.

She opened her eyes, not realizing the time, "Huanhuan, where did you get the quilt?"

"It's what time is it now, should I go and see the sunrise?"

"Stop looking." Xue Huanhuan shook her head: "You, take good care of your body first."

"Be good, if you don't take care of your health quickly, your brothers will definitely cause trouble for me."

Xue Huanhuan tucked the corners of her quilt, and was also worried, "The temperature here is indeed too low, but you should keep it here well now. You are in a bad condition when you go down the mountain."

"After all, even if you take the cable car down the mountain, you have to walk for a while before you get to the other side of the cable car."

She touched her chin: "It will take another half an hour to go to the main road when you go down the cableway. It will take half an hour to get to the nearest city."

Xue Huanhuan shook her head: "I think you are still not suitable for such bumps." ωωw..net

Lin Mo shrank his neck into the quilt: "Yeah..."

Jiran poked his head out: "Sister Donor, stay well. Anyway, Uncle Qian from the guest room has handed you all, just stay well."

"And your fever has subsided now, and it should be possible to recover in a few days."

Lin Mo was a little surprised when he saw Ji Ran: "It's your uncle? Why did he pay me for money? I had already troubled him yesterday."

"It's okay, I've said everything. You have a destiny to be with Buddhism." Ji Ran smiled and said, "My uncle is very busy today. If you want to preach, you can sleep with peace of mind."

"Tonight, if my uncle has time, he may come to give you medicine."

Lin Mo quickly said, "Then thank you uncle, please help me convey your gratitude."

Jiran scratched his head: "Okay, then I'll sweep the floor too."

The little monk jumped away.

Xue Huanhuan sat beside the bed and then said, "His uncle is the handsome monk I saw yesterday."

"Oh my God, not only is he handsome, but his heart is so beautiful."

"It is a huge loss of resources for such people to return to secular life."

Lin Mo couldn't help but shake his head: "Here they can shine and heat up here."

"Not everyone likes to pursue fame and fortune."

Lin Mo was already a little weak, "I won't say anything, I'm going to sleep for a while."

"No, you are just awake now, I'll get you hot porridge." Xue Huanhuan took her cell phone and looked at it. "There may be a lot of people here. You can fall asleep first. I'll ask you to get up when I pack it up."

Lin Mo nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."

"There's no way, I have to call you here, I'll cause you to suffer." Xue Huanhuan touched her cheek, "Hehe, I'll take good care of you."

Lin Mo heard the sound of footsteps and left, closed his eyes, feeling drowsy.

She vaguely heard the door being pushed open, and then the footsteps walked to her bed.

Her eyelashes trembled. She opened a few gaps and saw a long string of Buddhist beads and a large sleeve, a hot and breathy bowl, and the branches of some plum blossoms.

Someone touched her forehead.

The movement is light and slow.

Lin Mo was really sleepy and couldn't tell whether he was dreaming.

I thought it was a scene in my sleep.

She didn't care, and fell asleep again.

When I woke up by being shaken, it was already fifteen minutes later.

"Mo Mo, get up quickly." Xue Huanhuan forced Lin Mo to wake up with hot porridge.

"There are so many people today. It seems that it is the college entrance examination in June, and many parents come to worship Buddha with their children at this time."

"You said, these parents are still very attentive. After a while, they will be busy studying and there is still time to come here."

Xue Huanhuan fed Lin Mo the hot porridge. When she saw the soup at the head of the bed, a bamboo vase and a large bouquet of romantic plum blossoms, she couldn't help but wonder, "Is this sent by the little monk Jiran?"

"This little guy is really enthusiastic, he is pretty good."

Lin Mo then glanced at the bedside table. The bouquet of apricot blossoms was very beautiful and seemed to have been picked. They were extremely delicate, with rose and pink mixed with smudges.

Just looking at it, I feel that I am in a gloomy mood.

She stretched out her hand and touched the petals: "It's so beautiful, the plum blossoms in this mountain..."

Lin Mo couldn't help but think of the plum blossoms he saw under Master Wuxiang's window last night, and smiled haggardly: "It seems that there are many plum blossoms in this mountain."

"No, I only saw this bouquet from yesterday to today." Xue Huanhuan touched his chin: "The temperature in the temple may be a little higher, and the plum blossoms have already bloomed and faded. It's March and April, and the plum blossoms are out of season."

Lin Mo thought about it and it seemed to be the same.

However, Xue Huanhuan urged her to drink porridge, so she didn't think much about it.
Chapter completed!