A Zhao looks up at him stupidly.

Zhan Ming is also deeply staring at her.

She's still alive.

That's great.

"Why did you know that I went back to the palace and didn't send me a message for so long?" He asked in a low voice.

"You know, I thought..." He suddenly stopped.

You know, I thought you were dead.

I can't see you anymore.

A Zhao blinked and began to look for reasons: "this As a lady in the boudoir, where can I meet his highness TAISUN? "

"Lady boudoir?"

Zhan Ming asked again, "why do you appear in the temple like that?"

"I really don't know that!" Ah Zhao is right in saying this.

"I used to be very ill once, and then I didn't know why. As soon as I fell asleep at night, I would appear in your courtyard."

Once a serious illness?

Was it because of the man's hunger strike that he nearly lost his life?

Zhan Ming found out the history of Ying Zhao clearly, but he didn't say anything.

He gently lifted up a wisp of a Zhao's long hair and said in a low voice, "no matter what the reason is, is this really my destiny?"

The word "spontaneous" has been omitted from his benefactor.

Yes, predestined?

Of course it's fate!

A Zhao's eyes were bright and he nodded quickly.

Seeing Zhan Ming's heart laugh, the anger that she conceals himself has disappeared.

"That --" he leaned forward, hoarse, "ah Zhao said that he liked me that day, but he was also sincere?"

The burning breath hits in the ear, a Zhao only feels that the small piece of skin behind the ear has a layer of goose bumps because of Zhaoming's intimate action.

How did this man become like this?

What about my master who has little desire and doesn't understand amorous feelings?

A Zhao's mind is a little confused, but a trace of wine is smelled on the tip of his nose.

"Did you drink?" Her eyes widened.

Zhan Ming said in a low voice, "since it has returned to the secular world, I don't care about those commandments."

No wonder

Ah Zhao's head tilted back and looked at the drunk seriously.

His facial features are still as good-looking. After half a year, his hair has grown a lot, but it's still very short. It doesn't match the clothes of Wang and sun.

He put out his hand in a smile.

It's a little hard. Stick it.

Zhan Ming smiles and grabs this bold hand.

"Ah Zhao has not answered my question."

A Zhao knew that he was drunk and had a lot of courage. He took a look at him at Wen Yan, stretched out his hand, took this beautiful ascetic face and gave him a kiss.

"Master, am I serious?"

Zhan Ming looks at him seriously, and a figure with a cunning smile is reflected in his bottomless eyes.

"Naughty." He said softly.

Then he lowered his head and caught the bright red lips.

This is his first time, seriously taste the taste of women.

Zhan Ming closed his eyes and pulled the man to himself.

Ah Zhao, she certainly did not know that the kiss she gently imprinted on his lips in the sea of fire in the small courtyard in the mountains completely destroyed the rules and regulations he had abided by for 20 years, and the pure heart and few desires raised by chanting sutras and worshiping Buddhas.

……

When a Zhao returned to the hall of Supreme Harmony, his face was still a little red.

Qin's appearance is strange, and some worry: "what did the princess and empress say?"

The crown prince, the princess and the empress? A Zhaoxin said I didn't see her at all.

She shook her head gently: "nothing, just a few familiar words."

Just then, the princess came in from outside the hall.

-

it's early today, and I feel good about myself.

Hold your chest and ask for a monthly pass!