146, I'm afraid it's a bumpy marriage
After pecking it, he seemed to feel that it was not enough, and soon relapsed again.
Probably because they can't do it, once the two kiss now, they can't end it easily, as if they have to get the greatest compensation through the entanglement of lips and tongues.
After several times on the verge of suffocation, he finally let go of her.
After admiring his body for a moment, which was in the midst of a strong reaction, Ruan Shu entered the bathroom with a smile.
The mirror reflected her flushed cheeks and red, dewy lips.
She licked it subconsciously, licking out the crisp taste that belonged to him.
The base of the tongue is still a little numb.
Ruan Shu stretched out his finger and touched it, quietly looking at the woman in the mirror, feeling as if he didn't know himself anymore.
However, she was quite sure that she really liked and enjoyed kissing him more and more......
*
After taking a shower, she searched the bathroom three times, but she didn't find anything like a bath towel and bathrobe, so she understood why Fu Lingyuan went out naked just now.
She couldn't help but have a black line on her forehead - he clearly deliberately didn't remind her.
Fang just came in in a hurry, and she didn't bring anything.
Dirty clothes can't be put back on.
Taking a deep breath, Ruan Shu could only go out like this.
The air conditioner was turned on while she was taking a shower. At this time, the temperature of the air is warm, but it is not cold at all. Fu Lingyuan lay on the bed, leaning on the head of the bed, the quilt only covered the top of his lower abdomen, revealing his sexiness, and greeted her with a thick smile full of success.
Ruan Shu glared at him lightly, and in an instant, he saw that his nightgown had also been turned out, rolled up with his nightgown, and slightly casually placed on the lever of the suitcase.
She wanted to get it, but when she got to the bedside, Fu Lingyuan reached out and pulled her to the bed, and smiled lowly: "Okay, don't wear it." In front of the Buddha, everyone is 'honest'. β
Ruan Shu: "......"
Fu Lingyuan half-hugged and half-hugged her, and stuffed her into the quilt.
Under the quilt, he was also naked.
Nguyen Shu leaned against his chest, his arms stretched from her back around her waist to the front, his hands flipping through the map in the Wat Pho brochure.
"The third brother is familiar with the terrain for what he wants to do tomorrow?" She asked.
Fu Lingyuan flicked her forehead with his fingers: "I am helping Mrs. Fu to see which places are worthy of your pampering." β
Wat Pho is particularly large. The whole temple follows the natural mountain terrain, and all the way up the mountain gate, lotus pond, platform and various Buddhist pavilions and palaces.
In the case of pilgrims, the vast majority will reverently walk through all the Buddha statues; As a tourist, you will usually choose a selection of routes from the brochures.
Ruan Shu is not a pilgrim and does not consider herself a tourist β she defines herself as Fu Lingyuan's chaperone.
"Mrs. Fu's first time here?" Shen Ci's voice came down from the top of her head, and his tone seemed to be extremely casual.
Ruan Shu paused for a moment and replied, "No." β
"Oh?" Fu Lingyuan was interested, "Mrs. Fu is not like a person who believes in Buddhism. β
Ruan Shu smiled and admitted: "Well, I don't believe in cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods. β
"That's how it should be." Fu Lingyuan kissed her hair and smiled, "It's enough for Mrs. Fu to believe me." β
Ruan Shu: "......"
Yes, he had sworn a few days ago that he was going to be her god.
Bending the corners of her lips, she gently swiped his heart with her fingertips, and he grabbed his hand without two strokes: "Be nice." β
"Today, the third brother made it himself." The corners of Ruan Shu's lips curled slightly - since she didn't want to be teased by her, she shouldn't ask for naked hugs like now.
Fu Lingyuan smiled and said nothing, re-opened the brochure in front of her, and asked, "How many places has Mrs. Fu been to before?" We'll steer clear of it tomorrow. β
Ruan Shu's eyes flashed slightly, and he closed the brochure: "Third brother, let's do it, you can go anywhere, just walk around." Don't pay too much attention to me, your business matters. β
The only time I came to Wat Pho before was when I came to the holiday villa.
The villa and the temple are close to each other, Zhuang Peiyu wants to worship the Buddha, and Lin Miaofu is too pestering, so she was brought together, and her role is to help take care of Lin Miaofu.
Zhuang Peiyu entered the hall alone, she and Lin Miaofu waited outside the hall, and when Zhuang Peiyu came out, she went back to the villa directly, and didn't go anywhere.
Later, the government notified that the forest area in the back mountain would be allocated to the Wat Pho, and she asked her lawyer to handle the donation procedures for the holiday villa, but did not come in person.
So, strictly speaking, it is perfectly okay to say that she is coming to Wat Pho for the first time.
While his thoughts were wandering, Fu Lingyuan pinched his waist lightly: "How many times does Mrs. Fu want me to correct it?" My business is you. β
Ruan Shu was actually a little sleepy, yawned, nestled tighter in his arms, closed his eyes, and perfunctorily said his sweet words: "Hmm." It's an honor to be the third brother's business. Then bother the third brother to arrange tomorrow's activities, and I'll go to bed first. β
Fu Lingyuan raised his eyebrows.
From the angle of lowering her eyes, you can see that she is flat and calm on his chest, her side face is fair and pure, her eyelashes are long, and she trembles gently. Moving his gaze down further, he was squeezed by her bent arms to become more and more plump and white breasts.
In fact, outside of the visual range, every touch in his body really felt the softness from her body.
Breathing unconsciously, Fu Lingyuan pulled the quilt up to her chin - she laughed right, he was himself.
*
The accommodation provides one night, two meals. The next morning's breakfast was brought to each room by the monks of the temple.
Fu Lingyuan took the plate from the door and thanked him, and brought it in and put it on the table.
Ruan Shu put on makeup in front of the bathroom mirror, and just started directly.
I have to praise that the vegetarian food at Wat Pho is more authentic and delicious than any vegetarian restaurant she has eaten outside before.
The food is also very delicate in shape and well presented. Just one piece of tofu is ceremoniously served in a delicate lacquerware.
The purpose is to convey the meaning of food to pilgrims, not simply to satisfy human appetites, but to be grateful and introspective.
The land of Buddhism is full of Zen.
After breakfast, the two of them came out of the room.
Several members of the Lu family were not with them in the morning, because Yu Lan arranged for Lu Shaocong to meditate, saying that he wanted to help him wash his anger.
Lu Shaocong seemed to be very obedient at this point and did not refute his opinion.
Ruan Shu secretly thought about Lu Shaocong's behavior, and felt a little ridiculous in his heart.
But after thinking about it, I figured out that the Living Buddha Guanyin, in essence, probably exists for these people who are guilty of sins but have uneasy hearts.
For example, Zhuang Peiyu......
In just a moment, Ruan Shu forced himself to stop his thoughts.
Gathering back his thoughts, he was listening to Lu Shaocong and Fu Lingyuan agreeing to meet at noon.
Then Yu Lan took Lu Shaocong and the rest of the female relatives to the meditation room.
Ruan Shu was immediately happy, and easily wandered around the temple with Fu Lingyuan.
The incense in the temple is very vigorous, and many people come in and out, and come early to offer incense.
Ruan Shu doesn't believe in Buddhism, but after all, she is here at this time, and she still politely maintains the respect she deserves, and because of Zhuang Peiyu's Buddhist hall, she was somewhat affected.
The thin three sticks, after being inserted, are submerged in a dense group of thicker and more vigorous incense pillars.
In a blink of an eye, even she couldn't tell where the three sticks of incense she had just now were.
Ruan Shu couldn't help but wonder, there are so many mediocre disturbances in front of the Buddha every day, can the Buddha be busy?
"Will Mrs. Fu take me too seriously?"
Ruan Shu turned her head when she heard this, and Fu Lingyuan just reached out to help her pull the hair scattered around her ears behind her ears, and hooked her lips obliquely: "If you don't believe in Buddhism, you only believe in me, but your attention has always been on the Buddha." β
Ruan Shu smiled lightly, did not comment on this, and asked instead: "Didn't the third brother pick a place last night?" Where to go next? β
Fu Lingyuan stared at her and stretched out his elbow.
Ruan Shu understood and took the initiative to take his arm.
Fu Lingyuan showed a look of satisfaction and took her around to the back of the Daxiong Treasure Hall.
In the middle of the small square there is a pool fenced by a spring, and many people are holding bottles of mineral water from the pool.
Ruan Shu glanced at the explanation board not far away, which was marked with the words "Healing Pool".
She smiled and talked to Fu Lingyuan: "These temples, just by selling these so-called 'spiritual pond holy water', there is a lot of sesame oil money every year. β
Fu Lingyuan looked at her: "So Mrs. Fu goes out early and returns late every day to run for the company, it is better for the monks of the Reclining Buddha Temple to eat fasting and recite Buddha lectures." β
"I don't dare to compare with these monks." Ruan Shu shook his head with the corners of his mouth, "I am greedy for worldly desires, and they do good deeds to help the suffering." β
Fu Lingyuan raised his eyebrows: "Mrs. Fu, don't be modest, I saw Lin's name on the merit tablet of the Reclining Buddha Temple." β
Ruan Shu was stunned for a moment, his eyes flashed slightly, he pursed his lips, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "In the early years, I donated something, and in order to express my gratitude, the Reclining Buddha Temple added a name to the Lin family on the merit tablet." It is only counted as part of Lin's public charity. Compared to the others on the merit tablet, it is nothing remarkable at all. β
Fu Lingyuan had his usual idle smile on his face, stared at her for two seconds, and didn't say anything more.
Passing through the healing pond and further on, there was a big tree covered with red silk, and under the tree stood good men and women trying to throw red silk on the tree.
One person's red silk was not hung up, and it fell from mid-air, and landed not far in front of her. She squinted slightly and saw that the red silk read, "So-and-so and so-and-so will be together for the rest of their lives and will never be separated."
Such an oath is very similar to the painted wall carved table that I often did when I was a student.
Ruan Shu couldn't help but smile, and was about to say naΓ―ve.
Fu Lingyuan was the first to stop, but suggested: "Mrs. Fu also go and hang one." β
Ruan Shu: "......"
She suspected she had misheard.
Fu Lingyuan obviously understood her expression and pinched her face: "Of course, Mrs. Fu and my marriage doesn't need to rely on this kind of nothingness to stabilize. It's just for you to hang up and tell Yue Lao that ten years ago, he was old and dizzy and matched the wrong marriage, and now we have corrected it ourselves. β
Ruan Shu: "......"
Fu Lingyuan was quite persistent, and pulled her to buy red silk.
In front of the wooden table sat a long-bearded monk who looked like a fortune teller, with a large handful of red silk on his left hand and a merit box on his right hand with one yuan written on it.
Fu Lingyuan directly stuffed Grandpa Mao in, and then motioned to Ruan Shu with his eyes.
Ruan Shu pursed his lips, picked up a piece of red silk, and handed it to the long-bearded monk.
The long-bearded monk picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and asked, "May I ask the names of the two benefactors?" β
Ruan Shu wrote down her and Fu Lingyuan's names on a piece of paper on the side to show him.
"May I ask the two donors?" The bearded monk asked again.
Ruan Shu reported his age first, paused for a moment, and turned his head to ask Fu Lingyuan: "Third brother, how old are you?" β
Fu Lingyuan squinted slightly, suddenly showed a hint of ambiguous smile, and leaned into her ear and chuckled: "How old am I, haven't you tried it several times?" β
"......" Ruan Shu was stunned for a second before he realized that he was deliberately misinterpreting her words, and immediately gently bumped his waist with his elbow.
Seeing that she understood, the smile in his eyes became thicker, and the corners of his lips were raised to report to the long-bearded monk: "31."
The long-bearded monk stopped writing, looked up at them thoughtfully for a few seconds, stroked his long beard, stared at the dark color of his face, and said, "The two donors are afraid that the marriage is bumpy. β