The moonlight is moving, the lotus leaves are rippling, and the red lotus is scorching.

Shu Ange and Xuanjing hugged each other in the water, kissed the corners of his eyes and eyebrows like a dragonfly, and finally landed on his lips.

His lips were very hot, and her lips were very cold, one cold and one hot, making Xuanjing's heart feel like it was in water, rising and falling, and involuntarily clumsily responding.

The two were entangled, and their love was deep, and Shu Ange and Xuanjing hugged each other tightly.

At this moment, through the bewitchment of aphrodisiac incense, Xuanjing forgot the rules and precepts, and only had her beautiful eyes in her eyes.

"Target person's opinion +6, current friendship is 43, good luck for the host."

The system prompt always comes in such a timely manner, and Shu Ange's kiss is even more engaged.

The moon is hazy, the birds are hazy, and everything is silent.

The Tsing Yi guards turned around tacitly, the moon is so good tonight, and the eaves of Huangjue Temple are really beautiful.

At the end of the kiss, Xuanjing's mind finally regained consciousness, and he also had strength in his body, he pushed Shu Ange away, took a step back, and recited: "Amitabha." ”

In an instant, all the charms disappeared, and Shu Ange looked at the mirror in a daze.

There was obviously only a few steps between the two, but out of thin air, there was a high cliff, she smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, and her expression was lonely and bitter.

"Xuanjing, it's been so long, you really don't understand my heart."

Xuanjing closed his eyes and wanted to hold the beads, but found that the beads had long been scattered elsewhere.

Without the Buddha beads in his hand, he had infinite melancholy in his heart, did the Buddha dislike him, a disciple of the six impure female colors?

"Your Majesty, the poor monk is rude."

In the middle of the night, the lotus pond was cold, and the mirror stood in the cold water, and the coolness was almost soaked to the bones.

He didn't dare to look at Shu Ange's expression at the moment, but he couldn't ignore the disappointment in her tone.

In this life and this life, I am afraid that he will have to bear this deep affection.

Shu Ange didn't say anything more, Xuanjing's medicinal power had not completely subsided, and she wanted to stay in the water for a while, so she silently accompanied her in the water.

It seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind is exposed and the midnight is upset.

After standing in the water for nearly half an hour, Shu Ange's whole body was cold, his consciousness was sometimes awake and sometimes drowsy, the moon shadow in the water was swaying, and the face of the mirror became blurred.

She doesn't inhale too much aphrodisiac incense like Xuanjing, the yang fire in her body is vigorous, and the cold water is just in balance.

The female body is already yin, and Shu Ange has stood in the place of extreme yin for so long, the cold wind blows the cold heart, the cold water soaks the cold body, and it is naturally cold like bones.

After another moment, Shu Ange calculated that the effect of the medicine should pass, his teeth chattered, and he squeezed out a pale smile: "Come out of the water, the effect of the medicine should be over, you rest in the meditation room tonight, and I will let you send medicine to nourish the body tomorrow." ”

As she spoke, she felt the sky spin around, and her body almost fell into the water. In order not to lose his temper in front of Xuanjing, after Shu Ange finished speaking, he walked towards the shore with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

The sound of the water broke the silence of the night, and Shu Ange passed through the blue leaf lotus, feeling slightly desolate in his heart.

Xuanjing opened her eyes and looked at her thin and thin back, with mixed feelings for a moment, and after a moment of silence, she also walked along the path she had walked towards the shore.

The mud where she walked was sunk down, and the mirror stepped on it barefoot, covered with two footprints.

After Shu Ange went ashore, her head became more and more dizzy when she was blown by the wind, but she still cheered up and stretched out her hand towards Xuanjing.

As soon as the two of them went up, the mirror face was reddish, Shu Ange's face was as pale as paper, he looked at her slender wrists and hands as white as jade, and finally put his hand on it.

[There are more than a dozen chapters left in this story to end, and the next story is preliminarily estimated in the entertainment industry]