Obviously it is not an obscene word, but it makes the crystal clear ears of the white-clothed holy monk suddenly red and dripping blood.

The holiness and gentleness overlooking the smiling waves of sentient beings no longer exists after all.

Fanyin Peach Blossom pursed her lips and said slightly shyly: "Your Majesty, please don't say that......"

"Don't say anything?" Fenghua asked in a low voice, "Is it 'Holy Monk', or 'Shougong Sha'?" ”

Whether it is a holy monk or a shougong sand, when viewed separately, there is no meaning.

However, when it is merged together, it inexplicably adds a point of charm.

Of course she knew what the holy monk was shy about—probably like that right now...... It's blaspheming his Buddha.

Fenghua didn't care about the little awkwardness of Sanskrit at the moment, it was the Buddha he believed in for half his life, and it was not overnight that he wanted to change.

Anyway, after getting him, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get his heart?

The girl's red lips were slightly upturned, with a beautiful arc, and her white fingertips gently slid over the inside of Fanyin's smooth arm, and she lowered her head to kiss the bright red cinnabar, "Holy monk? Don't you like me calling you that? ”

That sensitive, kissed by the girl's soft and full lips, made Fanyin's body tremble.

Fenghua tilted his head, his phoenix eyes squinted at the person under him as if he was smiling, his red lips were slightly curved, and he deliberately lengthened his charming tone: "Holy monk, you are so sensitive." ”

"Your Majesty......"

"Red makeup, call me red makeup."

"Red, red makeup ......"

Thinking of that beautiful dream, the jade-like person became more and more red.

"Well, that's good." The girl's red lips were slightly bent, and she lowered her head, from the cinnabar of the holy monk's eyebrows, peach blossom lip petals, elegant Adam's apple, and delicate collarbones, all the way down......

Kissed his heart and dropped a hot kiss.

Sanskrit has been controlled little by little by the surging emotions and desires in the body.

The dark pupils flowed out a trace of bewitching mist, and the long and thick eyelashes drooped slightly, like a few fine crystals.

The look of being bullied and ravaged ruthlessly.

The purple clothes on the girl's body slipped inch by inch like purple smoke on the horizon......

The slender body of the white and delicate is charming and moving.

Sanskrit was hot, but his hands didn't know how to put it.

He didn't dare to raise his hand, and put his palm against the girl's delicate skin, to touch and knead.

Even if it was such a beautiful temptation in his dark eyes.

With one hand, he unconsciously grabbed the purple silk sheets on the phoenix couch under his feet.

One hand held the ebony beads tightly.

Beautiful finger bones, faintly tinged with a hint of blue and white.

Like pleasure, like pain.

"Fanyin, look......" The girl wrapped her and his delicate jade slender body like ink, she grabbed his wrist, and the bright red cinnabar on the inside of the arm was disappearing little by little.

Metamorphosis, as clean as ever.

The white-robed monk finally shed his snow-white robe and sank tonight into a ...... controlled by lust Mortal.

Ebony Buddha beads, at a certain extreme moment, broke the Sanskrit line again.

Parry snapped and tumbled down to the cool obsidian ground......

The red luan tent on the purple gold hook fell suddenly, closing to cover the beautiful spring light.

The phoenix couch is swaying.

The purple palace room was slightly heavy gasps, blending with the lingering suppressed collision sound.

The girl was drenched in sweat, shallow and whispering, between her white and slender legs, a little bright red and poignant cinnabar blood, slowly slid into the phoenix couch, blooming a bewitching and beautiful flower......