"Where's the back?"

Mingci looked at her with a smile, as if she already knew, but as if she didn't know anything.

"That, immortal, why don't you eat first, you see it's already getting late, and if you don't eat again, it's time to go to bed."

The little fox clutched the pages of the book, and then bitterly wanted to cheat on the food first, "Moreover, the body is important, if you don't eat, the immortals will not be able to survive." ”

"I've already cleared the grain, and I don't need to eat." The words of tea replied faintly.

Song Jin was dumbfounded, secretly thinking that you would be fine, you won't die if you don't eat three meals, but I'm different, I'll really die if I don't eat!

If she hadn't been able to beat him, would she have pressed his head into the Buddhist scriptures?

And she had been running around all afternoon, and she would have been hungry for a long time.

The stomach sounded in the empty Buddha hall at the right time, and Ming Ci opened her eyes to look at her, and raised her eyebrows slightly, "Hungry?" ”

When the little fox heard the play, he nodded like pounding garlic, and his dark and bright eyes were extra beautiful under the light of the Buddha, even a little more beautiful than the new moonlight outside, and the upturned eyebrows faintly exuded a little seductive but unaware innocence.

It's more sultry than deliberate flirting.

Mingci's eyes darkened, his breathing was a little short, his eyes drooped, and his slender fingers curled up tightly.

After a while, he still pressed back the fierce beast that couldn't be closed in his heart.

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"Give you half an hour, and in half an hour, I'll see you here."

Later, Mingci took a deep breath and dropped this sentence.

Song Jin nodded, although he felt that he was abnormal, but he didn't think much about it, and ran out as soon as he slipped away.

Half an hour later, she came back on time with a full belly, and collapsed directly on the futon, sighing contentedly, spreading her limbs and facing upwards, like a guinea pig tied up for experiments.

Mingci felt very cute, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the slightly convex little belly, and the index finger holding the Buddha beads moved, inexplicably thinking...... Go and poke it, before she smashed it in her arms, the body is indeed soft, the fur is smooth, and the small ones seem to be broken when pinched, but it is undeniable that the touch is excellent.

His long eyelashes drooped slightly, and his white eyelids were covered with a shadow that he couldn't see.

"When you're full, come and recite the scriptures."

Hearing this voice, there was no doubt that he had seen the teaching director, Song Jin had a bitter face, got up from the soft futon with difficulty, and ran to the side of the Ming Ci, and before he got close to the Buddhist scriptures, the Buddhist scriptures were thrown over by the Ming Ci.

The Buddhist scriptures fell in front of her, Song Jin's eyes were all attracted by the Buddhist scriptures, and suddenly felt that something cool and soft pressed her stomach, so frightened that she inhaled, looked up in horror, and Mingci still sat on the futon with an indifferent face, as if she hadn't even moved.

I wanted to ask him if he had snuck her belly, but swallowed it back.

Song Jin flipped through the Buddhist scriptures bitterly, reciting a few words, as if thinking of something, her eyes lit up, and she sincerely recommended,

"By the way, Immortal, I know a man whose original form was a turtle, and although I don't know where he is now, he loves Buddha as much as you do. Let's put it this way, every time it's time to recite the sutras, no matter where he is, he will sit down and meditate, and if you can help me find him, maybe you won't feel lonely in the future. ”