Chapter 3 The Man in the Dark
Originally, she was an absolute atheist, but since she came to this world inexplicably, she has been a little afraid. At this moment, she regretted running out recklessly, and knew that it would be better to bring out the oil lamp in the room.
At this moment, a wild cat suddenly sprang out of nowhere in front of her, and a "meow" ran past her feet!
Yan Xiaoyan couldn't hold back any longer and exclaimed. I didn't care what I was sending the dishes and chopsticks, so I turned my head and hurried back along the way I came.
I ran to the door of the meditation room in one breath, pushed the door open neatly, and ran in quickly. Putting the things in his hand on the table, he lifted the teapot on the table with a slight trembling hand, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a sip, only then did he feel that his heart that had just been panicked gradually settled down.
Putting the teacup in his hand on the table, looking at the things in the room, he suddenly felt as if something was wrong.
When she first went out, she clearly remembered that she had lit the oil lamp on the table, but at this moment, when she came back to her senses, she found that the room was dark, and the lamp on the table did not know when it was extinguished.
"It's really evil today."
Yan Xiaoyi muttered in her mouth, her eyes widened, and she groped for the fire fold on the table, but she couldn't find it. She was scratching her head anxiously, when suddenly she heard the sound of clothes rubbing against her, and then something was thrown in her hand.
Yan Xiaowei half-squinted, carefully identified the source of the voice, and vaguely saw a tall figure, clearly a man! This startle was not small, rumbling in his head, and his ears were filled with the sound of his own panicked and rapid breathing.
"Who? What are you doing here? How did you get in? ”
She heard her voice tremble a little.
While holding his breath and waiting for an answer, he couldn't help but retreat, and at the same time kept groping for things around him with both hands, intending to pick them up to defend himself.
The man didn't seem to hear the panic in her tone, and laughed almost playfully: "Oh? It's kind of similar, but don't think I don't know what you're up to. A girl's family chased after me, and it was a good idea to come to this place where there was no store in front of the village or behind it. But I also said that there are more people who like Young Master Ben, and whether I accept it or not depends on Young Master Ben's mood! ”
As he spoke, he walked towards her in the dark. He was very thin, but very tall, even in the dark, Yan Xiaoyan could feel his shadow hanging over him.
Yan Xiaowei was confused by his words, and her big cat-like eyes glared at him in the dark, flickering without flashing.
"What do you say? What is chasing you! I ask you who you are! Why in my room! ”
Her hands were still groping for things, but the meditation room was so simple that there was nothing to use for self-defense.
The man stretched out his hand and lit the oil lamp on the table with a fire breaker, and the yellowish light illuminated his face.
Rao is in this situation, Yan Xiaowei still has to admit that this is a good-looking man.
With inky hair tied high, picturesque eyebrows and eyes, a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, and an extremely ordinary gray monk's robe worn on him, he can show a special temperament.
With a flick of his slender fingers, he threw the fire fold back on the table, and walked towards Yan Xiaoyun step by step, getting closer and closer.
Yan Xiaoyun took two steps back, and her back suddenly hit the door.
The man stepped forward, almost standing close to her, and stretched out a hand to pinch her cheek: "Duplicity is not so cute!" Obviously you like me and chased me here, what are you pretending to be reserved? ”
As she spoke, she lowered her head, and warm breath sprayed her face.
Yan Xiaowei only felt that her eyes were dark, and the faint smell of bluegrass on the tip of her nose came from the tip of her nose. He was very close to her, and the heat on his body kept coming from him.
Yan Xiaowei never dreamed that in this pure place of Buddhism, there would be this kind of flower monk mixed in private, and she wanted to take the opportunity to eat her tofu!
I don't know how many girls who came to stay in this temple before were fooled by this man's beauty and took advantage!
Thinking of this, a breath of fire burned from the bottom of my heart. She turned her head to the man's mouth and wanted to bite down, but the man neatly withdrew the hand that was pinching her cheek.
Yan Xiaowei didn't plan to let him go, she used her hand as a knife, and she wanted to chop down the man's neck. But as soon as the man turned around neatly, her hand fell into the air, and her slender wrist was tightly grasped by the man's broad palm.