No slight sound in the meditation room could escape Tianjiao's ears. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Su Jinyun's complaint and pleading made Tianjiao couldn't help but be moved. But the monk with his back to the door said nothing.

Could it be that this monk is made of wood? How can it be unkind at all! Su Jinyun was dressed in plain clothes, and the appearance of pear blossoms with rain looked so pitiful in the candle shadow and snow, Tianjiao hated to go over to help her reprimand the monk.

Yes, reprimand! If you don't like people as a monk, you can say that you can drive people away. You can't ignore it like this, this kind of hurt is the most unbearable.

Tianjiao was on fire, her eyes fell on the monk, and she stretched out her hand to break a branch in front of her, as if the tree tree was a monk, so as to relieve the anger in her heart.

The monk's body finally moved. Tianjiao sneered, the monk is a man after all!

After she found the box of aphrodisiac powder left by Yan Shu under Long Tianlin's bed, she knew that the medicine was very effective after a little try. I really can't imagine how terrible the consequences would be if Yan Shu gave Long Tianlin and Lanyue an aphrodisiac that day......

The sound of the wooden fish was urgent, and the voice of the monk chanting the scriptures was also urgent. Tianjiao broke the tree branches in her hand one by one, and her eyes looked at the people in the room for a moment.

She didn't want to peep into people's secrets, but Su Jinyun's love affair with the monk may be difficult overnight. When she knew that Su Jinyun had secretly picked up her ink-colored locket, she knew that Su Jinyun would definitely come to the monk for a final try.

She wanted to see with her own eyes how deep Su Jinyun's infatuation with the monk was, and how ruthless the monk was.

"Feng Xun, if you look at me, just look at me." Su Jinyun's voice trembled, and his eyes were full of expectation. The delicate white hand rested on the monk's shoulder, "Are you very hot?" I'll help you loosen your clothes. Su Jinyun's hand slid to the placket of the monk's clothes.

The monk's back was still straight, Tianjiao couldn't see the look on his face, and the shoulders that moved lightly just now were as calm as a mountain at the moment. He silently let Su Jinyun take off his monk's robe.

Tianjiao pinched a handful of sweat for Su Jinyun.

The monk's gray monk's robe was faded by Su Jinyun, revealing a close-fitting white shirt and white pants. Su Jinyun hesitated, lowered his head and went to untie the monk's white shirt,

"Amitabha!" The monk's voice was deep and powerful, without a trace of emotion.

Su Jinyun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said happily: "You talked to me!" You've finally spoken to me. ”

Does that count as talking to her?

Tianjiao was a little disappointed, and casually threw the broken tree in her hand to the ground, and stomped her feet as if she was unrelieved. She felt sad and angry at Su Jinyun's humble posture. She was thinking about going over and pulling Su Jinyun to leave, this monk's behavior was no longer incomprehensible, it was simply emotionless, a dead man. She wanted to persuade Su Jinyun to be this person dead, it was really not worth it to be so difficult for herself.

But before she could take a step, she saw Su Jinyun untying her clothes. Tianjiao hurriedly stopped, Su Jinyun was about to break the axe and sink the boat. She turned around and looked again.

"Donor, please respect yourself, Amitabha."

"You're thinking about me, aren't you? Why else is your breathing so rapid? Why is your face so red......" Su Jinyun leaned over the monk while undressing, his lips imprinted on the monk's face, and then moved to the monk's lips.

Tianjiao didn't hear the monk's rapid breathing, but Su Jinyun's wheezing voice spread into her ears. The wheezing sound in her ears became heavier and heavier, and Tianjiao's heart was pounding, and her face was hot.

It seems that a good thing has happened! Tianjiao didn't want to stay any longer, so she raised her legs and left.

The panting sound in his ears turned into a sob, "Feng Xun, open your eyes and look at me." Are you really indifferent? Su Jinyun's voice was filled with desperation.

Tianjiao stood still and couldn't help but turn around to look, the light and shadow in the meditation room were as dim as beans, so that others couldn't see the situation in the house at all. Tianjiao closed her eyes, her eyes turned away, and she saw Su Jinyun's two jade-white arms hugging the monk's smooth back, crying for a while, and kissing the monk's cheek and ear for a while......

Su Jinyun's obsessive appearance is still the gentleness she usually sees, and the more Tianjiao sees her like this, the more sorry she feels for her. Men and women ****, shouldn't they can't help but have each other? Obviously, the monk was not emotional, or emotional but not emotional. The monk still maintained an upright sitting posture. Ren Su Jinyun caressed and teased him in every way, and would only occasionally recite a sentence, Amitabha.

"Feng Xun, as long as you look at me, I will die." Su Jinyun got up suddenly, fading the last trace of his body. Obviously, her body fragrance monk could feel it. The monk turned his back and recited another sentence of Amitabha.

"I'm serious, as long as you look at me, I'll die." Su Jinyun's soft white body was in the dim light and shadow, like a layer of faint light. Tianjiao couldn't help but stare at her beautiful carcass and didn't want to take her eyes off.

Su Jinyun moved to the opposite side of the monk. The monk opened his eyes.

Tianjiao saw the face of the monk Buchen for the first time, and although the light and shadow in the room were dim, the monk's dusty appearance could still be seen clearly.

The indifferent detachment in his expression made Tianjiao stunned. This kind of character and bearing, if you see it in Yunhai Immortal Mountain, it is definitely a first-class immortal. Even Murong Chong was less detached and indifferent than him.

Sure enough, there is no dust in the bottom of my heart, and if I am not in the Three Realms, there will be less love and suffering.

"Donor, please come back, Amitabha." The monk looked at Su Jinyun with neither appreciation nor contempt in his eyes, just looking at her eyes quietly and unhappily.

Su Jinyun stood still for a while, and his body lay on the ground softly. The monk stretched out his hand to help her lean against the Zen table. He tore off her garment and put it on her.

Although it was far away, Tianjiao could still feel a hint of imperceptible emotion in the monk's expression.

"You can't be asked for me...... I'm dead! Su Jinyun said quietly, got up slowly, and walked out of the door blankly. Behind him came a monk's Buddha call, Amitabha.

The door flicked open and closed slightly, and Tianjiao's gaze caught a red mark on the monk's chest. She suddenly remembered something, and her heart was suddenly excited, it couldn't be such a coincidence!

When I looked at it again, the monk had already put on his clothes and sat with his back to the door, knocking on the wooden fish, and the sound was like a quiet spring.

It seems that the aphrodisiac did not work for the monks! This monk's mind is indeed not comparable to ordinary people.

Tianjiao saw that Su Jinyun had walked to the corner of the courtyard and hurriedly chased after her.

Su Jinyun returned to his residence in a trance, and finally fell asleep while being waited by the maidservant. Seeing her eyebrows, Tianjiao didn't know whether to be sad for her or happy for her, a tangled fate is finally over, get up tomorrow, I hope she can start again.

Back in her room, Tianjiao no longer hesitated and called her third brother to come to see her. After a while, Long Tianlin didn't appear, but the door suddenly rang.

(To be continued.) )