The lazy cat master's secrets were revealed, and the male protagonist was thinking about him

Chapter 152 This Bald Donkey Deserves a Punishment

After three days of recuperation at Pei Yanlie's home, Zhou Zhou was finally able to go out. He crossed his legs and tilted his head to look at the lush trees outside the car window, occasionally opening his mouth to eat the food Pei Yanlie fed him.

"Where do you want to go for fun in the next few days?" Pei Yanlie carefully wiped the tomato juice from the corner of his mouth with a tissue.

"I want to stay at home and sleep." Just after saying that, Zhou Zhou yawned and turned back lazily.

Pei Yanlie pressed his shoulder and whispered, "I'll take you around the country."

Zhou Zhou swung his legs, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes. He had indeed not traveled in more than a month since he came to this world.

The car gradually slowed down and finally stopped in front of the temple.

Zhou Zhou opened the door and got out of the car first. He happened to see Master Mingjing sweeping the dust at the entrance of the temple with a broom.

"Master Mingjing, long time no see." Zhou Zhou called out in a raised voice.

Ming Jing was wearing a yellow and white cassock. Seeing two familiar men walking towards him side by side, he smiled kindly and said, "No one comes to visit you for no reason."

Pei Yanlie explained his purpose, but Master Mingjing just smiled and said nothing, with an unfathomable look on his face. After he finished sweeping the floor, he looked at Pei Yanlie and said, "It's been a while since we last met. The evil spirit in you has subsided a lot."

[Pfft... Pei Yanlie is a domineering CEO, so it's normal for him to have a fierce aura.]

Pei Yanlie pinched his palm where Master Mingjing couldn't see.

Master Mingjing's eyes wandered between the two of them, revealing a look of understanding, and said slowly: "Let's go in and talk."

Two minutes later, the three of them sat down on the stone bench under the big tree in the temple courtyard.

Mingjing made them some Longjing tea and said slowly, "I know what you want to ask."

Zhou Zhou raised his eyebrows, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. The strong bitter taste stimulated his taste buds. He frowned and almost vomited.

[This tea is more bitter than bitter gourd. How much tea leaves are in it?]

[This monk must have done it on purpose.]

Master Mingjing smiled and shook his head, "Although the tea is bitter, it is refreshing."

Zhou Zhou put down the teacup, his brows still knitted tightly, and asked directly: "What secrets does Pei Yanlie have?"

Master Mingjing took out his cell phone and started playing the scripture, and said mysteriously: "Listen to the scripture first, and then I will tell you."

[This bald donkey deserves a beating. ]

[Pei Yanlie, are you sure he's not pretending to know something? ]

[He doesn't look like a serious monk. This is the first time I've seen a monk using his cell phone to play Buddhist scriptures and follow the trend.]

[He also has a tattoo on his wrist! ]

Master Mingjing drank his tea leisurely and began to meditate in front of them.

Pei Yanlie listened to the chattering voice in his mind, his eyelids trembled slightly, and he lowered his voice and said: "Listen to the scriptures carefully and be quiet."

[I feel sleepy after listening to this. I am thinking about the important things in life. 】

Zhou Zhou supported his chin with one hand and glanced at Pei Yanlie's profile.

[You are not a robot, you look like a sculpture. ]

He didn't want to admit that Pei Yanlie was perfect and impeccable in appearance. Even the curve of his lips was damn attractive.

Pei Yanlie pursed his lips and coughed lightly.

Being able to make Zhou Xiaozhou look at him obsessively, he felt proud of his appearance for the first time.

After half an hour of silence, Master Mingjing opened his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him with their shoulders pressed tightly together and their hands clasped together, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Whether it was Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, or the butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou, everything will be revealed one day." Master Mingjing spoke to destroy the ambiguous atmosphere between them.

Zhou Zhou muttered quietly: "What you said is the same as saying nothing."

Pei Yanlie echoed.

Master Mingjing sighed and said, "True is true and false, false is false and true. When the true is false, the false is true. When the false is true, the true is false."

Zhou Zhou: …

[I feel like we came here for nothing.]

Pei Yanlie looked at Master Mingjing solemnly and said calmly, "I think Master Mingjing would really like to return to the secular world."

Master Mingjing took another sip of tea and said, "Once you enter the Buddhist monastery, it is as deep as the sea. The past of the world is gone with the wind. Your words are too kind."

"The temple is a bit dilapidated. Do you think it needs to be renovated?" Pei Yanlie asked Zhou Zhou beside him.

Zhou Zhou casually replied: "It is a bit broken and in danger of collapse. I think it is safer to demolish it."

"Ahem, you two donors are joking. It's just a small, run-down temple, not worth mentioning." Master Mingjing's hand holding the teacup trembled.

Zhou Zhou raised his hand and touched his chin, looking serious, "If it really collapses and hits someone, it will be bad."

"It won't collapse." Master Mingjing put down the teacup and responded with a smile.

Zhou Zhou smiled and said, "The weather on the top of the mountain is ever-changing. A heavy rainstorm could come at any time. It's hard to predict."

Master Mingjing looked him straight in the eye. "There is no one in the temple."

Zhou Zhou was surprised, "Aren't you a human?"

Master Mingjing's forehead throbbed, and he turned his gaze to Pei Yanlie and said firmly: "The secret cannot be revealed."

Pei Yanlie understood and stopped forcing him. He pulled Zhou Zhou up and was about to leave.

"Donor, the truth will come out one day." Master Mingjing said in a deep voice with a serious face.

[Listening to him talking, I felt uncomfortable all over, and my hands were clamoring to hit someone.] Zhou Zhou squeezed Pei Yanlie's hand tightly.

Pei Yanlie led him out of the temple and coaxed him softly: "If you really feel uncomfortable, just hit me."

Zhou Zhou glanced at him inexplicably, "To be honest, you don't have any M attributes, do you?"

Pei Yanlie paused, with an inexplicable emotion in his eyes, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Do I look like a masochist?"

Zhou Zhou let go of his hand, walked a few steps forward, turned around and stared at him, grinning wantonly, "Quite alike, I was afraid of hitting you, but you secretly felt great, haha, you're so perverted."

He stood there facing the morning sun, his red eyes slightly raised, and his fair face, with its distinct features softened in the sunlight, as if covered by a layer of filter, made him look radiant and even more handsome.

For a moment, Pei Yanlie vaguely saw his soul in the blurred light and shadow. He walked up to him unconsciously, raised his hand and gently stroked his face, saying meaningfully: "Xiao Zhou, I see you."

Zhou Zhou grabbed his hand and said speechlessly: "If you are not blind, you can see me, right?"

Pei Yanlie chuckled, and his slender hands moved down along his neck, finally stopping at his waist, clasping it tightly, and leading him forward.

He pinched Zhou Zhou's waist and said, "I see you with six-pack abs."

Zhou Zhou paused, not understanding what he meant, and rolled his eyes, "Are you disgusted by my lack of abdominal muscles?"

He tensed his abdomen and reached out to touch it, feeling thin muscles. Although they were not clearly muscular, they were not absent.

Pei Yanlie tightened his arms and gently stroked his waist, "It looks good whether you have abdominal muscles or not."

Zhou Zhou pulled his ear and asked suspiciously: "You didn't lie?"

Pei Yanlie raised his hand and held his hand, interlocking their fingers, "When have I ever lied to you?"

"Tsk, your mouth is the best at lying." Zhou Zhou complained.