Heart moved? No, Bodhisattva, you must be a devil... Zhao Douan's mouth twitched.
In a daze, he felt like he had become Tang Seng trapped in the Women's Country, with the Queen of the Women's Country teasing him incessantly, chanting in his ear: "Elder Tang, look at me..."
Zhao Douan's face turned solemn, he stepped back a few steps, averted his gaze, and said unhappily: "Bodhisattva, please don't joke around!"
"Haha... Master Zhao is so cute," laughed the Bodhi Bodhisattva brightly, teasing like an aunt amused by her nephew, "Rest assured, I have no other thoughts, focused solely on Buddha, just came to ask you out for a meal."
After speaking, the nun, who was accustomed to wearing a light gauze monk robe, turned around gracefully and walked out of the dock.
"Phew..." Zhao Douan wiped the sweat off his forehead with his hand, looking helpless.
