"The bright and gorgeous colors set off the skin of the holy monk like jade, which is extremely beautiful."

The girl's red lips are like charm, the distance is very close, and the bright and stunning face is ...... with the face of the white-clothed holy monk A stone's throw away.

Face to face.

Gorgeous atmosphere, slightly brushed, like a beautiful dream.

With a twist of Fenghua's hand, her white fingertips slipped into the white robe of Sanskrit......

Under the fingertips, there is a marble-like cool texture.

The Sanskrit holy monk really lives up to the name of 'Jade Buddha'.

Sensing that the body she was touching suddenly stiffened, Fenghua smiled secretly.

The holy monk is not a real Buddha after all, but just a mortal body in the flesh.

As long as it is not a true Buddha, then there must be seven emotions and six emotions of human beings...... Desire!

The purple-clothed girl gently turned her head sideways, and her red lips and white teeth suddenly bit the tips of Sanskrit's ears.

Light and slow.

"That's it, Holy Monk, the big red wedding dress on your body slowly slipped off, from your shoulders, to your collarbone, and finally to my phoenix couch......"

While carefully describing the beautiful dream of last night, she gently picked up the white robe on the holy monk's body with her fingertips according to what she said......

Gently swipe on both sides.

The smooth and slender shoulders are exposed.

Delicate as a jade collarbone, beautifully presented under the eyes, silent temptation but unknowing.

The lines are beautiful, and the delicate and smooth texture is like a jade carving.

It is unimaginable that under this wide white monk's robe, there is such a beautiful body.

Fenghua blinked, phoenix eyes stared at the Sanskrit Yin who was stripped off her robe, her slender hand caressed his naked and delicate chest, her red lips were like a charm, and her extremely light voice seemed to be worried about disturbing someone, and said, "Yes, that's right......"

"Last night, in my dream, after the holy monk took off his red wedding dress, he was so beautiful."

Beautiful, this word is used in the red-sleeved country where women are supreme and men flattering, and there is no sense of abruptness and disobedience when used on men.

The holy monk under the white robe is indeed ...... Extremely beautiful.

If it is said that the Sanskrit sound in the white monk's robe is bright and holy, gentle and compassionate, people dare not or do not want to give birth to the slightest blasphemy.

So now......

The Sanskrit sound that has been stripped of its clothes is like being pulled off the altar by someone, just wanting to seduce people...... Deeper crime.

When the holy monk no longer wore his snow-white robe, the holy eyebrows and eyes finally revealed a little other emotion, "Your Majesty......"

Just shouted two words.

The purple-clothed girl suddenly leaned over and pressed the holy monk who was originally meditating quietly on the futon to the ...... underneath.

The red lips then fell.

Softly covered with Sanskrit sounds.

There is a hint of domineering aggression.

The girl's bright and delicate face is right in front of her.

She...... Kiss him.

Sanskrit's long and thick eyelashes trembled twice, and there was a faint condensation of emotions in the dark pupils, and finally it was no longer calm.

Slender fingers, holding smooth and round ebony beads.

The fingertips stop turning.

Symmetrical bone internodes, because too hard, and faintly reveal a blue and white color.

It seems that he is trying to hide and restrain something.

The tip of the girl's soft tongue, gentle and domineering traces the beautiful lips of the holy monk.

While sighing like a charm, his voice was gorgeous on his peach-colored lips, and said:

"Holy monk, you in your dream are obviously responding to me so hard and enthusiastically, but you are not so cold now."