An Xuetang approached him and muttered in a low voice, "Let you laugh, please wait for me, I will teach you a good lesson tonight."

After saying that, she turned around and saw a small dumpling.

Xiao Tuanzi was wearing a monk's Taoist robe, her two fleshy little hands were covering her eyes, and her little mouth was still muttering.

When An Xuetang saw such a cute little dumpling, her shyness disappeared.

This little dumpling looks only four or five years old, very small, and is even more cute than her Ziling, making people want to pinch his chubby little face.

Thinking of this, An Xuetang walked towards him with interest. Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes slightly and watched An Xuetang walk to Xiaotuanzi, then reached out to pinch Xiaotuanzi's face directly.

Xiao Tuanzi screamed "ah" suddenly, as if frightened, and quickly took two steps back.

He had put down his fleshy little hands at this moment and looked at An Xuetang with alert eyes, "Female donor, don't touch your hands, men and women will not kiss you."

His voice was soft and glutinous, and it sounded very nice. This made An Xuetang want to bully him even more.

Thinking of this, An Xuetang suddenly reached out and pinched his little face before he could react.

After the little monk Ankang was pinched by her, he felt that his emotions were complicated, he was a little expectant, and a little shy. He obviously should have rejected An Xuetang.

But now he didn't want to move, he didn't retreat, nor did he slapped An Xuetang's hand off.

At this moment, Ankang looked at An Xuetang blankly. An Xuetang felt very comfortable and made him want to rely on her.

Ankang stopped struggling, and Mo Yunjing was not happy at this time. He narrowed his eyes and saw that An Xuetang was still pinching the little monk's face, he couldn't help but walk over.

Mo Yunjing had just walked to An Xuetang. When An Xuetang heard the movement, she turned her head and said happily to Mo Yunjing, "Ajing, you can pinch it too, this little ball is so fun

.”

Her voice was a little excited, as if the little dumpling was really fun.

“…”

The little monk Ankang looked speechless at this moment, and he looked at An Xuetang and Mo Yunjing helplessly.

He looked at Mo Yunjing with great vigilance, fearing that he would really take action to pinch his little face like An Xuetang.

Is he a toy? Why do you have to play with him? He is not fun!!

However, without saying a word, Mo Yunjing directly pulled An Xuetang back without saying a word, which was still holding the little dumpling face, and then held it tightly.

His sudden action made An Xuetang blink in a daze, "A Jing, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Yunjing glanced at Ankang on the side and said, "Tangtang, you scared Master Ankang."

Ankang: "…"

The female donor scared him? Why didn’t he know?!

Ankang is short, and as soon as he looks straight at his big round eyes, he just happens to see the hands of Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang.

Seeing this scene, his face turned red at a young age. He quickly closed his eyes, shook his head and sighed, and he listened to the tone of an adult, and said leisurely:

"Two donors, this is the Buddhist pure land. Some things need to be restrained, you must restrain them!"

His words were obviously alluding to An Xuetang's neck just now and going down...

Seeing that the little monk was even more shy than the person involved, An Xuetang's shyness disappeared in an instant!

Looking at the little monk's appearance, An Xuetang subconsciously looked at Mo Yunjing, and the corners of their mouths unconsciously smiled.

But what the little monk said was quite right. After all, this place is a Buddhist pure land, so she should indeed be more restrained.

Thinking that this was a temple, An Xuetang reluctantly let go of Mo Yunjing's hand, then she reached out and patted the little monk's head, "Okay, okay, little dumpling, we won't hold hands anymore, you can
Chapter completed!