Chatting and chatting, she suddenly thought of something, and repeatedly beckoned Ye Hong to close the door and go to a place with her. 1357924?6810ggggggggggd Ye Hong saw that the sky was almost dark, and there should be no 10,000-year-old blood Bodhi who wanted to come to the door luckily. So, I readily agreed.

On the way, he learned from Ding Siyi that some monks with strong organizational skills would organize some small auction fairs from time to time. Some monks with strong backers and connections will receive invitations to participate in such small fairs, auction off the items they need, or even barter them directly.

There are a lot of things at this kind of trade fair, and unlike the things in the free trade zone of the shopping street, many things here are a bit problematic, either they are shady or they come from unknown sources. Anyway, it's a good thing, but it's likely to get angry.

Ding Siyi just had an invitation letter in his hand, and one invitation letter could enter three people at the same time, Ding Siyi had already made up with another best friend, and there happened to be a vacant place. According to her, at this trade fair, there might be 10,000-year-old blood bodhi or rare medicinal materials for refining jade muscle liquid, as for whether she was thinking about Ye Hong or considering the third bottle, or even the fourth bottle of jade muscle powder, only she knew in her own heart.

When it was dark, Ye Hong followed Ding Siyi to a luxury house far from the center in the commercial street. At the door of the big house, there were several groups of monks standing in threes, threes, twos, and twos, all of them with extraordinary spirits, as if they were waiting for someone. Seeing Ye Hong and the two coming, they just looked up casually, and continued to do something.

But Ye Hong found a familiar figure among these people, a figure that he would never forget. "I'm really sorry, senior sister, I'm late!" Ding Siyi greeted a tall, elegant friar with a black veil over her face.

"It's okay, I, I'm not long in coming!" The black gauze monk was very happy when she saw Ding Siyi first, and was about to catch up, but then after seeing Ye Hong who was following Ding Siyi clearly, her figure suddenly stopped, and she stammered a little when she spoke, but it was Dong Mengying who sent herself all the way from the Great Xia Dynasty to the Thunder Gate. The follow-up caused by that kiss made the relationship between the two a little ** and a little awkward, and the two had not seen each other since they sent Ye Hong to the Thunder Gate, but even so, Ye Hong never forgot the scene in the forest on the way. It's the first time I've touched a woman there, even if I chirped with Zhong Ling in the Wind and Rain Sect, it was just hugging each other, and I didn't do anything too out of line.

"Let me introduce you to you, this is my senior sister, who was originally the town guard of the Great Xia Dynasty, and was recently transferred back by the sect!" Ding Siyi first introduced Ye Hong.

"Hello, I haven't seen you for a long time, I don't know if it's been safe lately?" Although the relationship between the two is delicate, Ye Hong is not pretentious, and directly greets him as a friend.

"Huh, you've known each other for a long time?" Ding Siyi asked in surprise.

"Senior sister is the one who introduced me to the sect, and she sent me all the way to the sect!" Ye Hong glanced at it quickly, seeing that the other party's face was covered with a black veil, and he couldn't see any expression, but he didn't have any abnormal reaction, so he roughly told Ding Siyi about the situation of his coming to the sect.

"That's great, but it also saves me from worrying about your fear of life, since you have known you for a long time, you can feel more comfortable!" These words were also polite, but Ding Siyi's last sentence made Ye Hong and the two of them have a different taste in their hearts: "You are very fateful!"

Ye Hong had no choice but to grin twice when he heard this, and Dong Mengying, whose face was covered with a black veil, seemed to have a stiff body and then relaxed, but he couldn't see any expression.

Next, Ye Hong and Ding Siyi spoke without a word, but Dong Mengying listened silently to the chat. As he was saying that he didn't know if there would be a rare spiritual fruit like the Ten Thousand Years Blood Bodhi at this fair, the door of the luxurious mansion opened, and a middle-aged monk in a yellow robe came out from inside. "Ahem, please show me your invitation!" the middle-aged monk began.

Ye Hong sat next to Ding Siyi in the lobby, and Dong Mengying sat on the other side of Ding Siyi, the two chose their seats very tacitly, although they didn't look at each other with their eyes, but I don't know why Ye Hong always felt that there was a trace of strange gaze on himself intermittently, just like he would uncontrollably pass through Ding Siyi's seat from time to time and cast it on Dong Mengying.

This is a very peculiar feeling, when he didn't meet the other party again, Ye Hong only occasionally thought of the rabbit-lipped friar, and wondered what she was doing, whether she was still as lonely and inferior as before. Is it still the same as before, appearing in the death row of the Kyoto Criminal Department Prison every night and having an epiphany. I don't know if she has broken through the realm of the Judan stage. But most of the rest of the time, the figure of the other party will not appear in his mind.

But after meeting today, Ye Hong suddenly found that he wanted to know the other party's situation, whether he was doing well or not, he really didn't understand, except for the kiss and the short touch in the forest, there was not much intersection between the two. Immediately, Ye Hong understood why he paid so much attention to the other party for the first time. There are many firsts, the first time to cry, the first time to laugh, the first time to speak, the first time to walk, so many firsts In addition to their parents, most people will not remember these firsts, but only those few firsts are unforgettable in this life, such as the first time to kill, the first time to steal, the first time to kiss, and of course, the first time to touch the opposite sex, especially the touch of their own sensitive parts.

Ye Hong also remembered very well that the first time he held hands with the opposite sex was the first and only girlfriend in his previous life, the first kiss was dedicated to Zhong Ling, and the first time his sensitive parts were touched was the masked nun in front of him. Although that touch was only a brief contact between chances, it was still unforgettable for Ye Hong.

Similarly, this kind of plot should also apply to Dong Mengying, Ye Hong doesn't know if it is the first time for her to contact the opposite sex so directly, but with her inferiority complex for her appearance and an attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away, she should not have intimate contact with other male monks. In other words, Ye Hong was the first man she touched, and the place she touched was still such a private part of the other party. Such an encounter is estimated to be unforgettable for every woman. Dong Mengying is of course no exception.