"Auntie, please stop screaming..." After hearing this, Huicong blushed and hurriedly came over to cover Tian Niu's mouth.
Auntie, this title is much better for the donor, Tian Niu likes it!
Why did this monk still smell good? Tian Niu smelled the smell on his hands.
Could it be that he is a flower monk...
Tian Niu was at a loss for a moment. She had never been in such close contact with a man before, and her hands were on her mouth. This was her first kiss...
It was just gone. I tried to struggle, but I was not strong enough, so I could only stare.
Looking at his anxious look, someone must have really come. I was just joking with him. It was an unintentional mistake. But if he really drove him away, I would be the sinner of this monk.
.
Such a call really called for two young novice monks to come.
Seeing that something was not going well, Huicong quickly took Tian Niu and hid behind the big Buddha statue behind the water tank, and did not forget to hug his wine bottle tightly.
The other hand still blocked Tian Niu's mouth. Tian Niu did not struggle in order to "atone", but followed Huicong's approach.
Tian Niu was stunned, dumbfounded, and didn't know how to shout. She just got into trouble no matter how Huicong arranged it...
But why is this feeling so weird? Being so close to a man, even though he is a monk, from a gender perspective, he is also a man, and he still has hair.
Hiding behind the big Buddha statue, he was still covering his mouth. You could even smell the smell on his clothes and the smell of wine in his arms...
Tian Niu has never felt like this before. It's so strange, so weird, it's indescribable.
"Amitabha, I think I heard a donor shouting just now..." said a young novice monk.
"Yes, I heard it too, it was the female donor." Another young novice said.
"Hey, where is Uncle Huicong? Isn't he here chanting sutras every day?"
"If a person has three urgent needs, he may go to the hut."
"Hey, why does it smell like alcohol here..."
The little novice monk sniffed it.
Huicong became even more nervous when he heard this. His eyes widened and he stared at Tian Niu, as if to say, it's all your fault.
Tian Niu was also embarrassed. She wanted to make a joke, but she implicated others...
"When I have wine in my heart, I smell the smell of wine. All I smell is the smell of sandalwood." Another novice monk said.
"You look more and more like Uncle Huicong."
"Maybe the donor who shouted just now has left. Let's go too. As long as everything is safe and sound."
"Okay, let's go too. There are men and women of faith queuing up in the front hall. Let's go help."
"Amitabha, may all lovers in the world finally get married."
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The two young novice monks walked away, and Hui Cong put down his palms and breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them sat together on the straw mat behind the big Buddha statue.
"Ah, it turns out your name is Huicong." Tian Niu said.
"Hey, lovely female donor, you are really my nemesis. By the way, you are not allowed to mention this matter to others in the future." Hui Cong ordered.
"But monks can't lie, but you asked me to lie..." Tian Niu felt contradictory.
"You are not a monk... Besides, this is not lying. I just asked you not to mention it. This is called snow hiding, which is two different things from lying." Huicong said.
"Xue Zang... is just hiding it, I think it's the same. Since you like drinking, why do you want to become a monk?" Tian Niu asked.
"There is another reason why you can't get married, and that is because you always inquire about other people's private affairs..." Huicong was too lazy to tell her.