Chapter 1181: Looking Forward to His Kiss

Xia Yanran knocked on the door, and when she got the answer from inside, she opened the door and prepared to go in.

At this time, there was a steady and powerful sound of footsteps in the yard, and Xia Yanran subconsciously turned around.

Xiao Yi is here.

Xia Yanran became more and more confused when she saw him.

Xiao Yi walked to Xia Yanran, glanced at her, and stepped into the room first.

Xia Yanran wanted to stop him, but it was already too late.

Xiao Yi is tall and has long legs. With a few strides, he arrived in front of Juechen who was chanting sutras and meditating.

Juechen's back was turned to them, so he couldn't see her face clearly. He could only see her thin back.

She was really thin. She was wearing a nun's uniform, which looked empty on her body, as if a gust of wind could blow away her thin body.

"Donor, please stop."

When Xiao Yi was almost behind her, she spoke, her voice was hoarse and hoarse, and it sounded like she had been seriously injured.

Xiao Yi stopped expressionlessly.

Xia Yanran walked in slowly and spoke softly, "Master Juechen, we don't mean to disturb you, we just have some things that we would like to ask you to answer."

Juechen stopped beating the wooden fish. She held a string of Buddhist beads and turned around slowly.

Seeing her face that was destroyed by the fire, Xia Yanran's pupils shrank slightly.

I can no longer see clearly what her original appearance looked like, which is enough to imagine how ferocious the fire was.

Seeing that Xia Yanran and Xiao Yi were not frightened by her appearance, Juechen raised her hand and said in a hoarse voice, "Sit down!"

Xiao Yi and Xia Yanran sat opposite her.

After a few brief greetings, Juechen said, "You can ask whatever you want!"

Xia Yanran took out the portraits she drew of Yiran and Xiao Xi, "Master Juechen, do you know these two people?"

Juechen glanced at the portrait and shook his head, "I don't recognize him."

Xia Yanran kept staring at her and found that she only glanced at her and didn't take a closer look at it. She just said she didn't know him, which was really suspicious.

Xia Yanran wanted to say something, but Xiao Yi held down Xia Yanran's arm.

Xiao Yi took out some pieces of paper from his jacket pocket and handed them to Juechen, "Master, look at these paintings."

Juechen glanced at the pictures Yiran drew in prison that Xiao Yi handed over, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Donor, I'm sorry, I can't help you with what you want to know."

Xiao Yi looked at Juechen's ruined face and said in a cold voice, "Then do you know that the lady next to me was drugged to the point where she can no longer be pregnant?"

Juechen glanced at Xia Yanran. After a moment of silence, she said, "I don't know."

Xiao Yi sneered, "A person who doesn't even dare to tell the truth is still called a master? If you shave your head and enter the temple, will the past disappear into thin air?"

Juechen closed his eyes and said in a hoarse and calm voice, "Donor, the nun is tired, please come back!"

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The rooms for tourists in the temple must be reserved in advance. Xia Yanran and Xiao Yi had no place to stay, so they had to go down the mountain.

Xia Yanran had countless doubts swirling in her mind.

Not only Master Juechen, but also Xiao Yi!

Xia Yanran looked at the silent man walking in front of her and couldn't help but break the silence, "Mr. Xiao, where is Miss Zhen?"

Xiao Yi didn't answer her.

Xia Yanran was a little embarrassed when she encountered something cold.

It gets dark late here in Tibet, but the road down the mountain is not easy to walk. The two of them can't walk fast, and the sky gradually gets dark.

Xia Yanran's cell phone was about to run out of battery. She looked at the man who had not spoken to her since coming out of the temple and spoke again, "Xiao Yi, you don't even want to talk to me anymore. I don't know if I'm pregnant or not." What does it have to do with you? Why did you come here to see Juechen?"

The man in front stopped suddenly.

Xia Yanran was unprepared and was going downhill again. He stopped suddenly and she bumped into his back unexpectedly.

"So hard!" She gasped in pain.

The man turned back and looked at Xia Yanran, "Have you ever seen anyone with a soft back?"

When Xia Yanran saw that he finally spoke to her, she frowned and said, "So you can hear my voice. I thought there was something wrong with your ears!"

Xiao Yi snorted coldly, ignored her and continued walking forward.

Xia Yanran saw that he had quickened his pace, and she shouted to him, "Xiao Yi, even if we have nothing to do with each other now, you should still be a gentleman. It's so late at night, can't we go together?"

"You came here alone, why didn't you say you were scared? Are you scared now?"

There was a hint of coldness and sarcasm in the man's indifferent voice.

Xia Yanran wanted to say something back to him, but suddenly a blood-curdling scream sounded.

It sounded like it was coming from a temple on the mountain.

Xia Yanran was so frightened that she lost her balance and fell forward uncontrollably.

"ah--"

Xia Yanran's beauty turned pale. If she rolled down the mountain, she might lose her life tonight.

Just when she was about to fall, her waist suddenly tightened, and an iron chain-like arm tightened around her waist, and she fell defenselessly into a strong and broad chest.

Xia Yanran's nose was hit hard again.

She was so painful that tears fell down.

Why is her nose so unlucky tonight?

"Fall into my arms, don't you need to cry happily, right?" A man's faint taunting voice came from above his head.

Xia Yanran wanted to beat him to death.

She raised her little face, eyes filled with water mist, and glared at him angrily, "You are so beautiful, I am in such pain."

Xiao Yi curled his lips, "It hurts? Where does it hurt?"

Xia Yanran saw a hint of evil in his eyebrows, and her heart beat uncontrollably, "It's none of your business if it hurts!"

Xiao Yi's eyes darkened.

He lowered his head and moved closer to her.

The two people's faces were very close in an instant.

The two people's breaths intertwined.

Xia Yanran's eyelashes trembled. She was so close that she could clearly feel the hot breath exhaled by Xiao Yi, spraying deep and shallow on her face, intertwined with her own breath.

The bright moonlight fell on the two of them like silver, reflecting their intimacy like a dream.

Xiao Yi looked at the woman in his arms. Her eyelashes were fluttering like cattail fans, and her eyes were looking at him with clear eyes.

The eyes of the two seemed to be glued, and neither of them could move away.

Xia Yanran looked at his handsome face slowly approaching her, and her heart beat fiercely.

The kiss after a breakup seems to be particularly exciting and exciting.

Xia Yanran slowly closed her eyes.

Several seconds passed.

The man's kiss did not fall, Xia Yanran opened her eyes and looked at the man close at hand.

His deep well-like eyes were locked firmly on her. His eyes were very calm, and he didn't have the slightest desire to kiss her.

There was a sudden bang in Xia Yanran's mind, as if it was exploding.

He twitched the corners of his lips, half-smiling, "In what capacity do you want me to kiss you?"