Chapter 111: The Monk Can't Run the Temple (11)

The slender arm hooked Jinya's neck, Zhuohua's sanity was long gone, his eyes were like silk, every movement was full of style, and he turned over and pressed Jinya under him.

"Ya, Jinya...... Buddha ......" muttered indistinctly, calling the person she had put on the tip of her heart, her eyes were blurred, her red clothes were all gone, and the bells on her ankles kept ringing.

The fire in his heart surged for a while, and Jinya was a little out of control, a thought, a thought.

He knew he would regret the decision.

However, if he doesn't do it now, he will regret it.

Zhuohua ...... His scorching brilliance......

What gods and Buddhas, what clear wind and bright moon clear rules and precepts, pure heart and few desires, as soon as she met her, she was all gone, and her powerful arms wrapped around the slender waist of the beauty.

The tentacles are exceptionally warm and soft, all the clarity is lost at this moment, Jinya's eyes are all her, and he finally lost his Buddha heart......

He covets the red dust, covets her appearance, what about the Buddha, he says that he has seen through the red dust, but in fact......

He himself struggled in the red dust.

Only her appearance was left in her mind, and Jinya's trembling hand touched her face, she was ...... His Buddha.

Buddha in his heart.

The only faith in his life.

But ...... Zhuohua, how should I love you?

The ruddy lips fell a kiss on his face, with the sweetness unique to a girl, Zhuohua half-squinted his eyes, "Buddha, do you like it?" ”

Such intimate contact was something Jinya had never had, her emotions were very volatile, even her heart was trembling, and her tone was filled with cautious and inaudible expectation, "Zhuohua." ”

With a slight sigh, Jinya closed his eyes, whether it was the pleasure in his heart or the pleasure in his body, he liked it very much.

As the sun sets, the peach blossoms in the yard fall a lot overnight and bloom a lot, and the delicate peach blossoms are like beauties, swaying on the branches.

Jin was slipped off and fell to the ground, with a bit of coolness in the air, Zhuohua couldn't help but rub into Jinya's arms.

It's not that we haven't slept together before, but we have never been so intimate, so I slowly opened my eyes and got up from the bed.

picked up the red clothes on the ground and put them on one by one, her movements were very indifferent, and even her face had no expression, she expected it well, Jinya was reluctant to let her die.

Zhuohua lowered her eyes, but her heart was inexplicably sour, which made her want to cry, isn't this the ending she has always wanted, why is she still so sad.

Why......

There were tears in the corners of his eyes, and the smile on his lips was full of bitterness.

The arms were full of marks, Zhuohua pursed his lips, walked out of the gate, there was a person standing in the courtyard, with a shallow smile, warm as jade, elegant and helpless, the beauty looked beautiful, that is, the moment she saw Zhuohua, her eyes were fierce.

With a bit of helplessness to hate iron and steel, I couldn't help but poke her forehead, I didn't know what to do, and I was afraid of scaring her if I wanted to do it.

"You, you, what are you asking me to say about you? Zhuohua, you have been able to endure you, and you dare to drug the Buddha? Do you know the seriousness of this, huh?!! "The young white qi almost ascended to heaven, and his heart was very irritable, and he couldn't help pacing back and forth.

Zhun turned his head to look at her picture of hanging high that had nothing to do with herself, and almost rolled his eyes and lay down like this, "Now it's okay, the Buddha's body has been broken by you, what if this thing gets out?" And did you know that this will affect his practice!! ”