You Are My Only Love

Ji Qingwan's answer is concise and clear.

Denied Su Ze's relationship with her, and pointed to the reporter's secretly taking photos and the inability to write articles. She took her sleepiness out of context and wrote it as affectionate and shy.

As soon as Ji Qingwan's Weibo was posted, he was waiting for follow-up netizens to instantly comment on Fenqi.

[I said we didn’t even notice that we liked Su Ze at all in the evening, ha, let’s face it! 】

[Sorry, I’m just sleepy, xswl]

[Sorry, but you can't climb high, hahahahaha. 】

[What the hell, it's not rare for us to be with her. 】

[Passers-by say that Ji Qingwan looks a little pretty. 】

[Ji Qingwan responded here, what about Su Ze? 】

...

There was constant discussion on Weibo, but after the relationship between the two was directly vetoed by Ji Qingwan, netizens imitated her words, which immediately added enthusiasm to her.

Sheng Yu looked at the series of Weibo, her fingertips slipped, and the screen moved to the second Weibo, which was a promotional poster for Ji Qingwan's movie role.

The woman in the photo wears delicate makeup, the end of her eyes is hooked along the eyeliner, her light brown eyes are half-lapped, her eyelashes are curled to cover her squeamishness, her red lips seem to be curled up, her expression is dull, but she is charming .

Side Yan kill.

Sheng Yu looked at this familiar face, raised her eyebrows, and chuckled lightly.

Tang Zhiwen on the other end of the phone heard him laugh, and asked in confusion, "What are you laughing at?"

Sheng Yu didn't reply, Tang Zhiwen guessed, "Are you watching Ji Qingwan's Weibo?"

"Ok."

"What's so funny?" Tang Zhiwen thought for a while, "you don't know Ji Qingwan, right?"

"Unfortunately." Sheng Yu said in a loose tone, curling her lips, "I just met."

Tang Zhiwen was taken aback, "How did you meet?"

Sheng Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said slowly, "What's up to you?"

Tang Zhiwen: "..."

He was wrong.

Too lazy to talk with him, Sheng Yu directly said "come back in the afternoon", regardless of the other party's reply, and hung up the phone directly.

He put away the phone, stepped forward, and walked into the hall without rush.

In the main hall, Ji Qingwan had already drawn a lot for Xia Xia and handed it to the little monk for him to find a solution.

She stood by and waited for a while, and saw the tall figure outside, the young master who was walking slowly. He turned his head from time to time and looked around, and he still looked casual and casual.

She really couldn't guess the identity of this man. At first glance, she did feel that he was a idle young master, but during the two days of contact, she felt that although this man had a casual temperament, he had all the manners and rules he should have.

He is a polite young master.

But the identity is unknown.

She was still guessing, and the man in front suddenly turned his head to look at her.

The two of them accidentally collided with each other.

Ji Qingwan unexpectedly broke into the eyes under the brim of his hat, deep and light but lazy.

After a few seconds, Ji Qingwan looked away first, frowned, and looked down at the lump in front of him.

"donor."

The little monk's voice sounded, and Ji Qingwan raised his head to look at him, and nodded to take the label handed to her.

"Seek marriage?"

A faint question came from behind, Ji Qingwan was taken aback, looked sideways at the man behind him who didn't know when he was coming, and responded, "If you ask for my friend, you can also ask."

Sheng Yu glanced at the picket after hearing the words, a little curious, "Is there any success?"

Ji Qingwan blinked, "What's the success?"

"Marriage." Sheng Yu laughed, and tuned in, "Isn't it for marriage here? Then I found my marriage if I asked for it?"

Ji Qingwan felt that this question was a little bit oriented, so he glanced sideways at the little monk and asked, "Little master, answer?"

The little monk had a natural look when he heard the words, as if he had been asked so, and nodded calmly, "There will be everything that should be there, just see sooner or later."

This answer is very Buddhist.

Sheng Yu raised her eyebrows and nodded casually, "It makes sense."

Ji Qingwan was accustomed to hearing these words, but thought it was nothing, but it didn't matter if he looked at the man's face, and he probably didn't care about these words.

Sheng Yu looked at her sideways and asked faintly, "Is it all over?"

"Yeah." Ji Qing nodded in the evening, but after the answer, she thought about Xia Xia's temperament and pursed her lips. "Wait a minute, I have something to do."

She turned her head to the little monk and said, "Is there a marriage between the two?"

"Naturally, just tell me the names of both parties."

Ji Qing nodded and reported Xia Xia's name first, "Xia in summer."

When Sheng Yu heard this, he didn't care much and looked down at the handwriting handwritten by the little master.

Seeing that he had finished writing, Ji Qing went on to say a name, "Sheng in a prosperous age, Wang Ziyu, Sheng Yu, who means beautiful jade."

The man beside him paused, turned his head, raised his eyebrows, looked at her unexpectedly, his tone was a little suspicious, and the tail bite: "Sheng Yu?"

Ji Qingwan saw his reaction and blinked and asked, "Do you know him?"

Sheng Yu gave a low laugh when he heard the words, the laughter was a bit heavy, lazy and magnetic.

He looked at her with interest, his lips twitched, and he asked instead, "You help him seek marriage?"

Listening to his tone, I was convinced that he should know this Sheng Yu, Ji Qingwan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, after all, it was a tough match for him.

She coughed, "My friend is his fan, I will help her realize her dream."

Sheng Yu's eyelids were half drooping, and the corners of her mouth were still smiling a little, "Then Sheng Yu should be very busy, all of them count as his marriage."

When is he a blind date?

The pairing is successful, take it away?

The little monk hesitated while listening to the conversation between the two, "Is the donor still considered?"

Ji Qingwan shook his head, "Forget it, thank you."

It was she who made this unnecessary move.

"Huh?" Sheng Yu asked her calmly, "No way?"

"It's not very good after thinking about it, and..." Ji Qingwan was silent for three seconds, looked at him sideways, and said quietly, "I'm afraid you will tell Sheng Yu."

"It's late." The man raised his eyebrows slightly and swept her: "I remember this."

Ji Qingwan: "..."

Why don't you remember the way?

I don't know if the man threatened her or was joking. Anyway, Ji Qingwan didn't ask her for Xia Xia's sign with the male **** in the end.

After she and the man walked out of the Marriage Hall, the crowd eating in the hall should be almost gone, counting the time.

"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?" Ji Qingyan raised his hat and turned his head to ask.

Sheng Yu listened to her question and nodded, "Hungry, I want to eat."

When Ji Qingwan heard this, she always felt that there was something wrong with the answer, but she didn't think much about it, and took him to the Zhaitang.

And it seemed that it was because Sheng Yu walked to her side with ease after walking for a while, and after walking for a while, several noises came when he was approaching the destination.

He raised his eyes slightly, and suddenly saw the crowd coming towards them in front of him, and squinted his eyes.

There are usually few people passing by on the trails, but there are also tourists who often visit the temple know that there are trails, which are easy to walk through.

Ji Qingwan also noticed the crowd, and was about to press her hat down, but the next second she felt a hand on her head, pressing the brim of her hat for her, covering her face.

She paused with the hand that she was about to raise, and kept her pace going forward.

The noise gradually approached, and the tourists passed by the pair of men and women wearing hats. They didn't care much. They thought they were in a relationship, and they talked and left as usual.

Walking away, there was a faint male voice above his head, "It's gone."

Ji Qingwan's eyelids trembled. Although he was puzzled, he raised his head and said to him, "Thank you."

Sheng Yu nodded, calculated a response, and then rearranged her hat with one hand.

When Ji Qingwan watched him move, the doubts in his heart became even greater.

Why doesn't this person ask himself why he wears a hat to avoid the crowd?

And also took the initiative to help her cover her face.

What the **** does this man do? Is it also an insider?

Ji Qingwan thought about it, so he walked into the Zhaitang with this problem all the time, settled the lunch, and finally returned to the lodging side hall.

After the two naturally greeted them, they turned around and entered their respective rooms.

Ji Qingwan closed the door with one hand, stepped forward and lay down on the bed, sighing relaxedly.

After lying quietly for a while, she picked up the phone and looked at the time, her mind moved slightly, and she clicked on the hot search on Weibo. Her response has been there, but Su Ze has not responded yet.

Ji Qingwan frowned, and after exiting Weibo casually, he pressed the lock screen button and got up to pack his luggage.

She didn't bring a lot of things, just a suitcase, but during the two days of rest, she basically took out the things, a little messy.

Ji Qingwan bent down to sort out the scattered clothes on the table, and suddenly a knock on the door interrupted her.

"Knocking."

After a second, the people outside the room called out, "Miss."

After hearing this, Ji Qingwan put the things in his hand aside, and walked to open the door.

The door was opened from the inside, and the housekeeper standing outside nodded and said hello, "Hello, miss."

Ji Qing nodded late, "What's the matter?"

"Here is the old lady for you."

The butler passed her the wooden box in his hand, and Ji Qingwan looked down and accepted it skillfully.

"Thank you, I will go down the mountain later, say a word to my grandma, and come back to see her another day."

She originally planned to go back these few days, but she will return to the company to sign the contract tomorrow.

The butler nodded and smiled, "Okay, do you need me to send you, Miss?"

Ji Qingwan waved his hand, "No, I'll just take a taxi and go back."

Ji's car is too obvious, if it is photographed by reporters, there will be too much trouble.

After seeing the housekeeper away, Ji Qingwan walked back to the room to rearrange his luggage. When it was finally over, it was almost three o'clock.

She put on her hat and walked out of the room with her luggage, closing the door at any time.

When he was about to turn around and walk, he paused and thought about it or put down his luggage and walked slowly to the next room.

Ji Qingwan stood in front of the door, raised his hand and knocked. After a long time, there was no movement inside.

She raised her hand and knocked several times, "Hello?"

No one responded.

Did you go out?

Ji Qingwan tilted his head, and didn't think much about turning around and pulling up his luggage, and walked out slowly.

Since the person is not there, she is also spared to say goodbye.

There were much fewer tourists in the afternoon than in the morning, and Ji Qingwan didn't see many people walking all the way through the temple.

She pulled her luggage and walked out of the monastery, stood where she was, looked down at the steps below her eyes, and blinked.

She forgot that there is still this hurdle.

Ji Qingwan sighed, honestly stretched out his hand to lift the luggage, and was about to go down the steps, but a voice suddenly interrupted her.

"Ji donor?"

When Ji Qingwan heard the words, she turned around and looked around, and saw that she was a common little monk. She nodded and smiled, "Little master."

The little monk nodded and replied, "The donor is going down the mountain too?"

"Yes, I have troubled you these few days." Ji Qingwan finished answering, remembering what he said, and blinked, "Is anyone going down the mountain?"

The little monk smiled and didn't answer, when Ji Qingwan suddenly saw a master slowly coming from behind, he was stunned.

The man was tall and straight, with a black peaked cap half covering his eyebrows and eyes. Noting the presence of a woman, he lifted his eyelids and glanced at her.

Ji Qingwan was a little surprised to see him, but the man was not surprised, his expression was calm.

The little monk saw him coming, nodded and asked, "Is there anything else the donor needs to ask?"

"Oh, there is one." Sheng Yu raised his eyes and looked around the temple.

"I want to ask." He raised his familiar lazy tone, and said slowly: "Can you still recruit monks here?"

The author has something to say: Ji Qingwan smiled: "It's nice that this man wants to be a monk:

Sheng Meiyu: "No, I want to get married."