[Chapter 23]: A charming woman in white

Fate is predestined and people are sure. It's not too much.

Tang Monk never believes in fate. At least he was really not hit by fate before he was 22 years old. That kind of stingy thing can make Tang Monk feel that he is really a little clay figurine forgotten by God.

I fall in love with it. Anyway, it's not my own.

Even if there is fate, it is God's joke to him.

Evil fate.

Just like Yu Minshan's ** kiss, the complete evil fate almost made his hunting plan go to waste. Fortunately, there was someone behind the scenes to manipulate everything. Although Tang Monk did not know who the other party was, he undoubtedly cared about himself and simply ignored it.

At six o'clock in the morning, Tang Monk still got up as usual.

Looking at the magnificent hotel, he sighed for a while. Fortunately, he didn't pay for it himself. It was really depressing.

Get up, brush your teeth, and wash your face.

After finishing everything, I still maintain a ten-year morning exercise plan without interruption.

In college, especially in winter, when Brother Wolf, the banshee and the poet were still feeling the kind of youth grave in the quilt, the Tang monk had already made enough voice to make the three people want to kill him from the dormitory, and then went to the playground to run in the morning.

The reason why Tang Seng ran in the morning really wanted to see a few watery cabbages on the playground, but the cabbage that got up early made Tang Seng couldn't bear to pick them. There were thick glasses on the bridge of his nose, not to mention some miserable characters.

After running around the seaside for about an hour, Tang Monk rushed back to the hotel and had some breakfast. It was about eight o'clock in the morning.

I didn't expect that the two of them still slept soundly and didn't have the momentum to get up at all.

Fortunately, three rooms were opened yesterday, and the sound insulation equipment of this hotel is better. Otherwise, the live performance of a love action movie will really make Tang Monk, a little virgin, unsasteful.

I didn't expect that the two of them were fierce enough yesterday, especially the guy. The relationship was twice after a man and two women yesterday. It really makes Tang Monk a little admire. However, I admire it. Tang Monk doesn't care much about this kind of thing. He really can't find someone to give it to him for this precious first time.

After waking up the two people in his sleep, Tang Monk said that he had gone to the library. Call me if you have something to call.

The two guys who are still fighting in heaven and people don't pay much attention to the person who disturbs their sleep. Continue to play chess with Zhou Gong, or play chess with Zhou Gong's daughter.

The so-called teenager doesn't know how to study hard, and Bai Shoufang regrets reading late.

Tang Seng is not a regretful master, so he has never been careless about reading, which is an important career in life.

Big Dengke, Xiao Dengke.

Now there is no such thing as the champion, the top eye, and Tanhua, but at least the book is still a treasure book level after that era.

The so-called book has its own golden house, and the book has its own face like jade.

Golden House and Yan Ruyu are both like Tang Monk, especially because when he was a child, he was so poor that he couldn't even afford to buy sugar cubes. After listening to the slightly perverted grandfather explain this sentence, a four-year-old child couldn't put down his love for books, just like a little boy in the 1980s and 1990s to the game console. I like the same.

However, it is gratifying that Tang Seng felt an unprecedented sense of achievement after reading so many books. At least I understand a lot of truths. Read more, read more people, and life is a little interesting.

Tang Seng looked through a book of Western economics.

Tang Monk has no special boundaries for books. He likes to read literature and history sub- collections, and he also likes celebrity cases. He also loves economic works. The only thing he doesn't like is science fiction and popular science books.

The novel Wesley is not popular for a while, but Tang Monk still can't raise enough interest to figure out those incredible things. It's better to study history and learn about various figures in economics.

For science fiction popular science articles, Tang Seng really feels a little ruthless at first sight.

At about eleven o'clock, it took Tang Monk nearly three hours to finally digest a book of Western economics, and then took a copy of Hegel's Philosophy of History and left the library.

Along the way, Tang Seng was meditating on the content of Western economics he had just read. A cry of "catching a thief" completely blocked his thinking, as if he was about to cross a single wooden bridge, but the bridge was broken. However, this time, Tang Monk did not scold his father and mother. At least the other party was a woman in his voice, whether it was a beautiful woman or an ugly woman for the time being. At least the other party gave Tang Monk a chance to save the beauty. Since he was in elementary school, this man has fantasized that he could perform a scene of hero saving beauty one day, but he has always been out of line with people's wishes, which makes Tang Monk have a feeling of depression. After all, he has the momentum of being a hero.

This rare opportunity, Tang Monk can never let himself miss it.

If you miss it, Tang Monk thinks it's more a pity than letting a watery cabbage slip away from his mouth.

Hearing the cry and seeing a figure running fast, she chased after him. She didn't seem to pay attention to the other party's so-called speed of thieves. After passing through an underground passage, a handsome side kick knocked the other party to the ground. The thief did not care about the body that was kicked by the other party. He stood up from the ground and ran away. It seemed that he was really afraid that the policeman would suddenly appear and grab the turtle in the urn and then be imprisoned for a few days.

Tang Monk picked up the bag that fell to the ground. Although he didn't pay much attention to famous luxury goods, he could at least read the English letter LuyisVitton and translate it, knowing that this is the famous LV among luxury goods.

There is also a smell of jasmine in the bag. It's my favorite taste.

In this way, the Tang monk was relaxed and happy.

A beautiful woman appeared in front of Tang Monk and said thank you, so that Tang Monk was a little proud. It seems that the so-called hero should be like this.

When he saw the other party's face clearly, he really felt that the so-called fate really wanted to hide.

This woman is the beautiful woman in white that she saw when she was working overtime that day.

The world is so small, and the current scene fully confirms the correctness of this sentence.

"Thank you." The woman smiled and nodded to Tang Monk.

"Nothing. Now Lei Feng has a lot of deeds. I've only done one ten thousand of them." Tang Monk smiled a little naively and scratched his short hair with his hand. This action was completely like the image of a local man.

The woman also smiled when she saw his lovely appearance and said, "I don't know how to express my gratitude."

"Why don't you promise with your body?" Of course, this is just what Tang Monk's mind thinks. He doesn't dare to say this kind of promiscuity in front of at least a watery cabbage now. It's too flamboyant, too ruffian and too hooligan.

"Please invite me to dinner." However, Tang Monk is not a good person. How can he give up such a good opportunity?

If you give up the opportunity to pick cabbage, Tang Monk will definitely be despised by a group of people. Therefore, men can be thick-skinned when it is beneficial to them. For example, when you forcibly kiss the other person, the other party doesn't go up and slap you. You can continue to enjoy that feeling. Maybe the other party also enjoys that feeling as much as you do.

This is also the most wonderful scene of silence than sound at this time.

The woman didn't expect that this seemingly honest man would say such a thing. It seemed to be thunderous, but she still smiled generously and nodded and agreed.

"I haven't eaten McDonald's much. You can invite me to McDonald's!" Tang Monk continued to show his little white appearance, showing a mouthful of white teeth, making the other party feel that he was a completely honest and honest turtle-level figure.

"Good!" The woman thought about it and readily agreed.

"My name is Tang Seng. What's your name?"

When walking with beautiful women, you must not be cold. Whether you know what you should say or not, you should continue to talk eloquently. Now the introsive and shy man is out of date. However, this time, Tang Monk intends to do the opposite. After all, the cabbage in front of him is completely the kind of beautiful and touching generation of beautiful women who make all male animals howle for it.

But even if you are cold, you should have a proper chat. This doesn't seem cold.

"Fan Xiaoxuan. Your name is Tang Monk? Your name is so weird. Who is called Tang Monk?" Fan Xiaoxuan felt that she really met a so-called toad-shaped man this time. It's a toad, not a toad. Although the other party looks a little like a toad, he is dressed in ordinary clothes, which is not a famous brand at all. The only valuable thing on his body is the pair of Nike with hundreds of yuan on his feet. But the other party did not look at himself covetedly like other toads, his eyes were clear and clean, and there was no bad idea.

"Really. People who know me call me Tang Seng. Tang Seng said seriously and ate while talking. It seemed that he did not show the elegant appearance of the prince, but devoured it like a starving ghost. There is still ketchup left on the corners of the mouth.

Seeing Tang Seng's serious expression, Fan Xiaoxuan smiled and felt that she had really met a lovely man. It seems that there is no intrigue, no arrogance, and no submissiveness. A calm and sincere expression makes people can't help but have a good impression.

"Okay. So are you the Tang monk in the Journey to the West, who is not close to women and is dedicated to Buddha? Fan Xiaoxuan asked mischievously that she had never met such a man. It's just like a pool of water.

"No. I like close to women. I don't ask for Buddha." Tang Monk wiped the ketchup from the corners of his mouth with a napkin and still said it seriously.

"Aren't you afraid that I won't talk to you in the future?" Fan Xiaoxuan felt that this person did not follow common sense at all. If it was someone else, he would definitely show a gentleman's attitude in order to continue to be friends with him, but the person in front of him solemnly said that he liked women.

"A man will like women. There are three reasons why I don't like it. First, the man is gay; second, the man is lying; third, the other party is a person at the level of Sister Feng. A real man must have thought of marrying a wife and having children. As the ancients said, unfilial piety is the most important. I am a filial child. I have to pass it on from generation to generation, at least not let my family worry about me. So I like women." Tang Monk still showed that kind of serious and honest expression.

After listening to the other party's explanation, Fan Xiaoxuan did not continue to laugh, but kept thinking about his words.

I thought silently in my heart: How nice it would be to have a friend like him!

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(The third update, nearly 10,000 words will be updated today. A cigarette asks for tickets again and collects it.)