The pantry moved quickly, and in a short time, dishes without herbs were served.

The Holy Temple pursues a pure heart and few desires, and the dishes are mainly light, but the cook's cooking skills are not bad.

Leng Mingyue had lunch and then lay down on the rocking chair again.

During the banquet, there was no communication with Shen Lichuan, Shen Lichuan didn't speak, and neither did she.

Time quickly slips by, and night falls.

Because of her fatigue, Leng Mingyue lay on the white jade bed early, closed her eyes and prepared to fall asleep.

In a daze, she heard a slight movement, and when she opened her eyes, she found that Shen Lichuan had crossed the screen and was undressing by the bed!

Leng Mingyue's sleepy insect immediately ran away.

"What do you want to do?" Leng Mingyue's hand in the quilt began to accumulate strength and pause time.

This guy won't be the overlord hard, right?

If he came for real, she wouldn't be polite.

It depends on whether she pauses time quickly, or whether he releases his coercion quickly.

"This is the deity's bed, what do you say the deity is here for?"

Shen Lichuan's expression was indifferent, and he felt the fluctuation of strength when he glanced at the place where Leng Mingyue's hand was.

She wanted to pause his time.

"Although the deity likes you, it is not to the point of forcing you."

After finishing speaking, he lay on the outside of the bed, and fell asleep with his back to Leng Mingyue.

The candles in the temple went out automatically, and there was darkness and silence all around.

When Leng Mingyue was strange, the white jade bed under her began to heat up, and a comfortable feeling arose.

This is the reason why Shen Lichuan shared a bed with her.

"Thank you."

Leng Mingyue let go of her hand and closed her eyes again.

I don't know if it's because the white jade bed has a temperature, or because of Shen Lichuan's strength, she feels that her recovery speed has accelerated.

Leng Mingyue fell asleep immediately, but Shen Lichuan did not sleep, and the darkness rendered a layer of unknown things to his eyes.

The woman slept in his bed.

In his private sphere, her breath is everywhere.

Somehow, he remembered the scene he had seen through the screen during the day.

It's so exquisite, it's exquisite.

Shen Lichuan suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry, and the temperature of the white jade bed was just right for the woman beside him.

But for him, it was too hot.

The more time passes, the hotter it gets.

The blood was also pumping rapidly.

It is no less than the reaction of encountering prey when ghosting.

In the man's eyes, there are more suppressed emotions, and between the breaths, there is the fragrance of a woman.

At this moment, the sleeping woman beside him rolled over and hit the bridge of his nose restlessly.

A bright red liquid flows from the wings of the nose.

The man had a handsome face and was expressionless.

He's not hot anymore.

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In the next few days, Leng Mingyue ate and slept and ate.

It wasn't until the evening of the seventh day that she was trapped in the ghost chain, and she finally recuperated back to her previous state, with a ruddy face and bright eyes.

Instead, there are two other questions.

First, she had enough of the temple's lackluster food.

Second, she had spent enough time in the temple.

She is loose by nature and doesn't want to endure it for a moment.

What is the difference between wearing a ghost trapping chain on your hand all day long, and having a limited range of activities, and squatting in a large prison with shackles?

She has read "High-quality Native Chicken Breeding Technology" ten times, but she gave her the whole chicken!

"I want to go out, I want to eat something else."

She was lying on the side of the desk with a sick look, and next to her was Shen Lichuan, who was flipping through books, calm and relaxed like an old monk.

Without waiting for Shen Lichuan to answer, Laifu hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no!" ”

If the ghost trapping chain is not removed, His Highness can't go out casually and teach others not to laugh at death??

"Qingguo's envoy hasn't come back yet, Miss Leng can bear with it a little longer." The same is true of the coming disaster.