Chapter 115: If You Can Run, the Monk Can't Run the Temple (15)

His children were no exception.

Slowly approaching, Jin Ya looked at Zhuo Hua on the bed and said, "I'll solve it and pick her up in three days." ”

Shaobai was still relieved by his words, "Okay." ”

After Shaobai left, the room was full of light, Jin Ya leaned over and untied his clothes, his slender and white hand attached to Zhuohua's lower abdomen, with a little coldness, his eyes were pitying, and he blocked Zhuohua's lips.

Blood spilled into her mouth, the light in her hands became more and more intense, and Zhuohua woke up slowly, her eyes were blurred, and there was no anxiety in her eyes.

"Hate me, Zhuohua......" Jinya's fingers landed on her face, slowly slid down, untied Zhuohua's clothes, let him indulge again, one last time......

The white chest was exposed to the air, Jin Ya raised his hand, the bed curtain fell sharply, covering the figures of the two, the woman's hair was scattered behind him, passively entangled with him, and the temperature in the air was getting higher and higher......

With an ambiguous atmosphere, the rich fragrance of peach blossoms spreads, and the child will definitely find out that if the child is gone, killing the child in this way, and he deliberately killing the child, the former, Zhuohua will not be so uncomfortable.

In this way, Zhuohua will hate him, okay.

This child should not have come into this world, especially at this time.

He coveted the warmth brought by Zhuohua, and greedily wanted more, saying that as long as she was well, it was enough, but in his heart only Jinya knew, that was far from enough.

Whether it is human beings or gods and Buddhas, they are actually the same, they are the same selfish, as long as the person they love is closer, they can't help but desire her to get closer.

Just like him at the moment.

The ultimate pleasure in the body, the taste of ecstasy almost made him forget what year it was, the girl under him was his lover, and the feeling of the unity of spirit and flesh was the most pleasant thing in the world.

Zhuohua, I wish you could hate me all the time.

Jinya's smile was bitter, looking at the beauty who was unconsciously entangled with instinct, she put aside those complicated things for the time being, and hugged her waist to the extreme.

She still hadn't woken up, but her complexion was much better, at least not as pale as before, like a terminally ill person.

Dressed in white, with a cold complexion, the red lotus between the eyebrows is particularly conspicuous, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, it will also involuntarily attract people's attention, and the breath is calm and calm, Zhilan Yushu.

The Buddha beads hung on his wrist, lining him more and more thin, and it was incompatible with the white clothes, but it made people feel abrupt, especially his thin and cool eyes, and the sandalwood on his body, which was no different from the previous Buddha.

Shaobai has been here for a long time, and he knows exactly what Jinya is doing, but only in this way, he can't stop it.

Do you care? He definitely cared.

"I hope you do what you say." Holding her, when Shaobai walked to the door, he suddenly looked back at Jinya and said an inexplicable word, the deep meaning of which only they can understand.

Without waiting for Jinya to answer, Shaobai left quickly with Zhuohua in his arms, he didn't want to stay here for a moment.

Everything calmed down, and the hall master of the Nine Heavens suddenly announced his marriage to the demon girl Zhuohua, which caused a lot of waves, but soon the news calmed down, and there was no splash at all.

Jinya's prestige is getting higher and higher, and those mortals in the world believe in him, and those above the Nine Heavens are also relieved.