The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official

Chapter 881: Chapter 881: A Chance Encounter at Qingshan Temple

"Lazybones, get up!"

On the phone, Zhao Qianyue’s voice came through. Unbeknownst to her, Lin Fan was currently resting his head on his arm, enjoying Chu Shiyuan’s morning wake-up service. Her well-trained tongue was exceptionally agile—though it didn’t go so far as to blow his mind, his Iron Pestle was certainly like a Sky Pillar.

"You’re already at the door, so why are you calling? You might as well come in and have a seat."

Lin Fan squinted his eyes, looking at Chu Shiyuan’s beautiful face. She didn’t need makeup—she was a top-notch beauty. Especially the allure unique to a young woman was something one could hardly resist. If not for her period, he would definitely seize the moment right there.

At the moment, with no place for his Sky Pillar to find relief, if Zhao Qianyue were to come up, they could have some morning exercise.

"Do you think I’m stupid? If I go upstairs, I might not be able to come back down. Hurry up and get downstairs—today we’re going to my mom’s retreat spot. You’d better curb those wild thoughts..."

After three consecutive days of this, Zhao Qianyue was well aware of how energetic Lin Fan could be in the morning, so she just waited in the car and refused to go up: "We’ll talk more about it tonight!"

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll visit the temple and, after seeing through the world with my mother-in-law, become a monk?"

Lin Fan, squeezing Chu Shiyuan’s plumpness, sat up straight. It seemed like the morning exercise was a wash.

specifically invited you for tea. If

downstairs after a

mountain? You don’t expect me to carry you up,

else? All you ever think about

her eyes, Zhao Qianyue stepped on the gas, and the car sped away, leaving the county and heading towards

mom said it’s a place for retreat—I’d better avoid going there, so you have to climb the

climb the mountain alone? Isn’t that a plot to

Zhao Qianyue: "I warn you, don’t joke about my mom, or I will

alright, no more

decide to embrace a

and pray. It was eight years ago when she suddenly went to the temple and stayed for eight years. She didn’t let my dad visit casually, nor did she let me see her freely, saying she was wholeheartedly practicing Buddhism. Though she’s still a lay disciple now, she doesn’t come home for

this, Lin Fan frowned, as the timing coincided exactly with the mining accident eight years

temple halfway up the

My mom doesn’t actually stay in the temple—there’s a small path 300 meters from the temple gate on the right. My dad built a house there for her retreat. Don’t take