On the sixth floor, Tianmiao and the monk were eating quietly, admiring the style of the southern city. There were several tables in front of Tianmiao, and the monk didn't look at it curiously.

The silence was finally broken.

A woman dressed in a sexy and glamorous dress twisted her waist and went upstairs under the leadership of Xiao Er, and sat directly opposite the monk.

Flaming red lips, silky eyes, and clothes that show a large area of skin all show that the woman is an evil cultivator. In this world, there are all kinds of monks, and as long as the evil cultivators do not do anything harmful, the tolerance of the people in the world is still very high.

"Master, are you really not considering dual cultivation with me?" The bewitching woman put her hands on the table, leaned forward, looked at the monk, and said softly. The large snow-white skin on the chest is facing the master, full of temptation.

"Donor, please respect yourself." The monk didn't look up, still calmly eating vegetarian dishes, and said lightly.

"Master, am I not beautiful?" The bewitching woman tilted her head and looked at the monk, very puzzled, "What is there to be a monk?" It is better to become a monk, you can marry a wife, you can eat meat, you can indulge wantonly, and enjoy life. ”

Well, indeed, to enjoy. Tian Miao agrees with this.

"Born from the heart." The monk's tone was still calm, "Although the donor's words are inappropriate, and he is also an evil cultivator, there is no evil spirit on the donor. It can be seen that the donor has his own rules for acting. This is a good thing, and I hope the donor keeps it. ”

"Hee-hee-hee-hee...... Of course, men and women love each other, so naturally you want me to love you. I've never forced people. The bewitching woman let out a burst of laughter like silver bells, "You monk, you are so cute." The more serious I am, the more I like it. I really want to see how you don't look serious. As she spoke, the bewitching woman took a pair of chopsticks and was about to sit down and eat the dishes on the plate in front of the monk.

"Donor, self-respect." The monk finally raised his head at this time and said in a cold voice.

The monk's words fell, and a powerful force suddenly erupted, directly repelling the bewitching woman. But apparently the monk did not mean to hurt anyone, and this ingenuity pushed the bewitching woman back, but did not hurt her in the slightest. The bewitching woman was horrified in her heart, she didn't expect that the strength of this handsome monk was so unfathomable. This time it seems to have hit the iron plate.

The bewitching woman was caught off guard, and retreated in embarrassment, seeing that she was about to smash into the sky's table.

With a slight wave of her hand, the bewitching woman stood still without touching her table.

The monk was stunned, and then realized that he had affected others, he turned his head to look at Tianmiao, stood up, folded his hands, and solemnly apologized: "Sorry, donor, I have caused you trouble......"

However, halfway through the words, the monk looked at Tianmiao's face and was stunned, but quickly regained his normal color, lowered his head to collect the emotions in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "The donor's table, let the little monk pay for it, as an apology." ”

"Not necessarily. I ordered more. Tianmiao refused.

The bewitching woman turned her head to look at Tianmiao, her eyes were full of amazement, she sat down, looked at Tianmiao fixedly and smiled: "Little beauty, thank you for helping just now." Otherwise, I don't have any image. My name is Manqin, can we make friends? Ordinary friends, of course, I would prefer to be deeper friends. ”

Tianmiao smiled: "Your hobbies are quite extensive. The look in which the bewitching woman looked at her was the same as the look she had just looked at the monk. This is not taboo for men and women.

(End of chapter)