[BL](MTL)Every time I become relatives with Slag Gong [Quick Pass]

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Chapter 111 I Become the Emperor of the Scumbag 5

    Wuchen was reciting the Buddhist scriptures silently, and suddenly he noticed that a burning gaze fell on him, as if it could penetrate his soul.

    Wuchen didn't open it, of course that line of sight didn't exist. Fortunately, that line of sight quickly moved away.

    Lin Heng noticed that the two little guys around him were a little quiet, and turned his head to look, only to find that the two quickly raised their eyes from time to time to see the young monk not far away.

    Did you recognize this?

    But it is, after all, Wuchen's face is really similar to Raisin, almost like it was carved out of a mold.

    As everyone arrived, soon, Sanskrit sounds rang out in the quaint and quiet ancient temple, and there were bursts of fresh Zen fragrance in the air.

    Although it is winter, it is not rare that there is no snow today. The warm sun comes out and reflects on the silver wrap, making it more and more crystal clear.

    The sun shines on everyone, dispelling the residual chill.

    Lin Heng looked up while reciting the Buddhist scriptures.

    Not far away, the young monk tapped the wooden fish with his slender and fair fingers, his eyes were tightly closed, the sunlight penetrated through the long and curled eyelashes, and a layer of green daisies fell under the eyelids, but the cinnabar-like tear mole looked even more coquettish. .

    He was still wearing a simple red cassock without too much dressing up. The golden sunlight fell on him, as if plated with a halo.

    Lin Heng snorted, and he looked like an eminent monk who was detached from the world and untainted by the world, but he was an irresponsible little father.

    Even if his memory was forcibly removed by himself when he gave birth to the child.

    In the ancient temple, the Sanskrit sound curled up and down until noon, and the Sanskrit sound gradually stopped.

    "Donors, today's chanting and prayers will come here. The disciples have prepared their fasting meals. Please move on."

    It takes seven days to chant the sutras and pray for blessings. It takes two hours a day, and it will end at about noon.

    "Are you all right?" Two hours is nothing to adults, but it is a bit difficult for children. Many children in the royal family were taken to rest because they couldn't support it. The guys persevered.

    "Father, we're fine."

    Lin Heng smiled and stroked their soft hair: "Let's go, Father will take you to dinner."

    Lin Heng took a baby with one hand and left, temporarily taking the irresponsible little one away. The monk forgot.

    The world is big and the child is the biggest.

    Xiao Bo was led and followed his father on his short legs. He turned his head quietly, and his eyes circled among the retreating monks, and soon landed on one of the young monks.

    He just stared blankly.

    Wuchen noticed the sight and looked in that direction.

    The child's eyes have been falling on him, a pair of eyes as bright as obsidian, very beautiful.