Chapter 177: Nine-Ring Tin Staff
Her beautiful eyes closed fiercely, and she tore open the outermost layer of his chest, and then she opened her eyes again, and pulled them to the second layer, and she still closed her eyes. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The second layer was torn off, Zhuo Yifan's chest was suddenly exposed to the air, her fingers shook, touched his smooth skin, rubbed the thick muscles, and instantly retracted as if she had touched an electric current.
Her chest rose and fell involuntarily, and her breathing became rapid.
After a long time, her mood gradually calmed down, and she slowly opened her eyes.
As soon as her eyes opened, Zhuo Yifan's broad chest suddenly appeared in front of her, and she quickly turned around reflexively and looked out blankly.
For a young girl, seeing a man's body for the first time is both shy and thrilling.
The idiot who was fanning the boiling water was taken aback by his actions, and hurriedly set his eyes on Lin Qingyi.
I saw that her face was redder than the sunset, and so was her white neck.
"What's wrong with you?" the idiot quickly stopped shaking the fan and stared at a pair of big eyes.
"I ......"
Lin Qingyi didn't know how to explain, after all, this matter made her unspeakable.
"Why is your face so red, you won't be infected by him!" said the idiot worriedly.
Lin Qingyi also felt that her two faces were as hot as if they were coated with chili peppers.
Seeing that the idiot was staring at her face, she hurriedly picked up a wet towel and covered her cheeks.
"I didn't ...... Contagion, myself ...... It's hot too!"
The idiot nodded and said with a smile: "Oh, it's good if it's not infectious, it's good if it's not infected!"
He continued to shake the fan again, and said as he shook it: "I'm scared to death, I thought I was infected!"
"I'm almost ready for this water, so hurry up and put it on him, and I'll feed him water later." ”
As soon as the idiot finished speaking, Lin Qingyi was shocked again, and hurriedly picked up the wet towel to cover her face.
"What's wrong?"
"I didn't ...... Nothing?" said Lin Qingyi, hiding her heart.
"I'm shocked, I can't stand you!" the idiot shook his head.
Lin Qingyi slowly exhaled two breaths, calmed her heartbeat, and turned towards Zhuo Yifan.
Before turning around, although Lin Qingyi was fully prepared, she still made her shy.
She took the wipes and slowly spread them on his chest, closed her eyes again, and wiped his body.
The cold wipes made him very comfortable when he met Zhuo Yifan's hot body, and as the wipes moved, his expression gradually calmed down.
As time passed, Zhuo Yifan's body gradually cooled down, but Lin Qingyi's cheeks remained hot.
The flushed glow revealed an incomparably seductive beauty on her cheeks.
"I'm all right!" the idiot put down the fan, picked up the bowl and walked to the bed.
When Lin Qingyi heard this, she quickly opened her eyes, and at this time, her eyes were facing Zhuo Yifan, and she hurriedly tilted her head to one side.
"Come, I'll feed him!"
When Lin Qingyi heard this, she hurriedly stepped aside from the couch, and her heart fell to the ground like a stone.
She walked to the window and covered her cheeks, but her beautiful eyes were smiling.
A very sweet, very sweet feeling, like a spring breeze.
The idiot fed the water, and seeing that Zhuo Yifan's complexion had improved a little, he smiled and said: "Even if this kid has a big life, it's good to be so fast......!"
When Lin Qingyi heard this, she hurriedly ran over, "Is the second senior brother real?"
"Of course! He didn't die this time, it's all due to the two of us. The idiot lifted the barrel, turned around and said, "Although I saved him, I still don't like him, you can watch him here!"
After saying that, he lifted the barrel and walked out with great spirits.
Lin Qingyi looked at the back of him walking out and muttered: "Although Senior Brother Xing is mean, sometimes people are still quite good!"
She turned her face to look at Zhuo Yifan, and when she saw that his complexion was getting better and better, she suddenly felt indescribable joy in her heart.
She looked at him intently, and couldn't help but say, "Master Zhuo, you look so good when you sleep!"
Seeing that she said this, she quickly covered her mouth and looked out the door.
Seeing that there was no one behind, she put her hands on her chest, lowered her head and said, "Lin Qingyi, are you ashamed!"
Her eyes fell on Zhuo Yifan's chest, her cheeks were red again, and she hurriedly picked up her clothes to cover him, and then covered her red cheeks, and her delicate body twisted.
"You still see, do you know how shy you are!"
She was also speechless to herself, and after a period of self-burial, she lifted the stool and put it on the edge of the couch, supported her cheeks with one hand and elbows and knees, and sat in front of him and admired it quietly.
Looking at him, she felt like time had stood still.
Looking at him, the corners of her lips unconsciously showed a sweet smile, and she herself was completely unaware.
Looking at him, it was like looking at a painting, his expression, his appearance, completely melted into her heart, like a low mellow.
Quietly, distracted, smiling and falling asleep on the edge of the bed......
Zen Master Huiyuan came from the back mountain, his expression was a little hurried, and the disciples next to him greeted him, but he didn't even turn around, let alone respond to any sound. The abnormal behavior made those disciples who greeted him fearful for a while.
He quickly pushed open the meditation room, clutched the things wrapped in his hand tightly, and did not dare to relax for a moment.
"Squeaky ......"
Zen Master Huiyuan turned a small Buddha statue, and suddenly a small box popped out of the dark compartment in the corner.
The small box is red all over the body, like the Bodhi beads hanging in front of his neck, the small box is rectangular in shape, and if you look closely, it is full of Buddha statues and scriptures.
The top area was covered with dust, and it was obvious that the box had been in the dark compartment for a long time.
He picked up the locket and put it in his hand, blew the dust on its surface, and a puff of white smoke rose into the air in an instant, and he hurriedly turned his face to dodge.
When he looked back at it again, Zen Master Huiyuan seemed slightly distracted, and in his deep eyes, there were too many memories refracted.
"Master, I thought that on the day I passed away, I would never open the Zen box in this life, who knows......" His voice was a little choked, very sad.
Then he gathered his mind and placed it on the table, took a deep breath, and prepared to open it.
"Amitabha Buddha ......"
He hung his head and read the scriptures for a while, and then slowly stepped forward and gently pulled the button of the locket.
"Ding-dong......"
With a crisp sound, the drape on the locket popped up, and the red lid ejected on its own.
A dull light was reflected on the locket, and a yellowish light folded out of it, faint, shallow, like a hazy moonlight.
Zen Master Huiyuan looked at this amazing scene and looked a little overwhelmed, because this was also the first time he had seen it.
If it weren't for the urgency, he wouldn't have opened it, because the box hadn't been opened for hundreds or even thousands of years, and as the ninth generation of the Bodhi Temple, he was the first and the last to open the box.
In the box is a book, a yellowed and broken ancient book, but the black characters on it can still be vaguely seen clearly - "Nine Rings Tin Staff". (To be continued.) )