Chapter 73

Idleness and Zeng Rou explained all the way. When they came to the famous Xiaoqing River in Zhenhai, Zeng Rou finally understood what was going on with the change of her body.

This also makes Zeng Rou, who is gentle, have an unspeakable joy and expectation in his heart.

Can you finally be like him? Moreover, the blending of each other's hearts and the invisible energy makes people shy when they think about it, but it makes people feel an unspeakable sweetness.

In his own body, there were seeds planted by him. What an ambiguous thing it was. Zeng Rou was shy and dared not turn his head to waste.

"Zeng Rou, do you remember the cultivation method I taught you?" Wasted but did not have Zeng Rou's delicate mind, so I didn't think so much in my heart.

Seeing Zeng Rou nodding gently, I was relieved.

What he thought was that since the old God had given such an opportunity, and his happy heart demon Zen Sutra had such ability, he had planted seeds in Zeng Rou's body, and also made Zeng Rou's body have his own true Qi of planting the past.

But because of the extraction of love and the blending of energy, under the powerful function of the happy heart demon Zen Sutra, it also opened up a Dantian for her and condensed a virtual relic. Although it is not true, it is too rare.

Just a virtual relic, I don't know how many monks with good qualifications are stuck at this level.

At present, there are absolutely few monks, not to mention those who condense the real relic, but such virtual relic. The only reason is that there are too few monks. The second reason is the economy and society. The hearts of many monks have become frivolous.

It is no longer the ancient lamp meditation, but focused on how to improve income and enjoy it.

Therefore, if someone knows that vanity has helped Zeng rouning to produce a virtual relic, I'm afraid I don't know how many eyeballs to be surprised and how many people will die of envy and jealousy.

I'm afraid even those eminent monks and virtues can't sit idly by.

When he thought of this, he felt a chill in his heart. He was a man for two generations. He knew more about the uncertainty of people's hearts and the truth of Huaiyu's sin. Therefore, his eyes could not help freezing and his voice was a little solemn: "Zeng Rou, I passed you this set of skills and the change of your body. Don't mention it again in the future. No matter who asked, it's my master, Or when your parents and brothers ask, you can't say half a word. Do you understand? "

Zeng Rou saw that his expression was serious and slightly stunned, but she saw the concern in her eyes. She immediately warmed her heart and knew that wasting it was for her good.

Then the soft voice replied: "waste, I know the truth of bearing the wall's sin, so I will not talk to anyone."

Hearing Zeng Rou's promise, his wasted face relaxed.

Thinking that he was a little too strict just now, he immediately apologized and smiled: "Zeng Rou, I'm afraid of something wrong with you."

"I understand." Zeng Rou's beautiful eyes stared quietly at the wasted face, and a faint sweet feeling appeared in his heart. With the breeze slowly blowing from the river, he felt that his happy heart was going to float.

Seeing Zeng Rou's beautiful face in vain, with a flush of happiness, it was the Buddha's coming to the world. I'm afraid it would take a hundred times to recite the heart clearing mantra, so I picked my fingers lightly and picked Zeng Rou's jaw. Then I smiled and gently pulled her shoulder towards herself, laughing and saying, "Zeng Rou, close your eyes."

Zeng Rou was stunned. In an instant, he saw the full love in the wasted eyes and such intimate actions. Suddenly, a delicate heart beat violently and abnormally, and a pretty face was flushed to drop water.

Shyness is hard to stop, but her gentle nature makes her don't know how to refuse to waste. She just closes her eyes gently according to her words, but holds her hands tightly around the corners of her clothes. Even her legs don't know whether it's because of excitement or fear.

The murmuring voice sounded. Zeng Rou's dry face turned red like blood. He guessed randomly in his heart. Would he want to do that in such a place, in broad daylight, in an open place, where people come and go?

The heart is more uneasy, and the legs are shaking badly.

But what surprised her was that vanity had never touched her, which made her worry about gain and loss again.

Did he annoy me that I didn't take the initiative?

Or do you think I'm not gentle enough?

Just as her thoughts became more and more disordered, which made her heart churn up and down for a while, the voice full of tenderness had been pasted to her ears.

"Zeng Rou, open your eyes and have a look. Do you like it?"

Zeng Rou was tickled by the soft wind blowing in her ears in vain. She quietly shrunk her neck, and then opened her eyes. However, she was seeing a crystal clear, green and liquid jade leaf hanging in front of her eyes.

She was immediately stunned.

The green leaves, the glittering and translucent drops of water, and the golden carved veins, showed such an attractive taste that her heart almost stagnated at this moment.

Reflecting the sunshine, the green leaves are suffused with dreamlike colors, which reflect the vein of gold into brilliance, which makes people fall into this dreamland for a time.

She couldn't believe that there was such a beautiful object in the world that she couldn't help but take it over and just looked at it.

Although she is not a vain girl, her natural preference for beautiful things is deep in every girl's bones, and she is no exception.

Jade is undoubtedly the favorite of girls.

Once upon a time, she fantasized countless times that she wanted to have her own jade, but she didn't want this day to appear in front of her like this.

Her heart was drunk immediately. The happiness came too suddenly. Suddenly, she had already sent it to her hands without any preparation. Is this a dream? If it is a dream, let the dream never wake up.

If a man is so kind to himself, he can't return to the common customs. Isn't it what he wants in his life to get such a satisfactory husband?

As for the secular vision, but why care so much.

Although Zeng Rou is gentle, the more gentle a person is, the more obsessed he is. Zeng Rou is even more stubborn, so once it is decided, nine cows can't come back.

What's more, wasting her kindness to her has made her unable to extricate herself. At this time, her heart is all tied to wasting.

"I like it!"

Finally, such a beautiful sentence came out softly from her mouth, but it was extremely firm.

It doesn't matter whether you are talking about jade or people. Anyway, they will always be together and never separate again.

In an instant, a touch of light moisture came out of the corners of her eyes, which made her already delicate to the perfect cheek, like a peerless jade, more beautiful than the jade leaf.

"What's the matter with you?" Idly seeing her tears, she was stunned and at a loss.

Although the strength is super strong, although they are two generations, they are almost a blank waste of emotion, but they are most afraid to see the girl's tears.

Looking at the embarrassment of the waste, Zeng Rou smiled with tears. It was rare. She was also playful. She nodded slightly angrily on the waste chest: "I am happy."

In a moment, she took a deep breath and looked straight at the waste with her tearful eyes and other beautiful cheeks: "waste, if this is a dream, don't ever wake up, okay?"

Wasted heart suddenly trembled, this sound, what kind of infatuation, what kind of confession, even a heart of stone, will also soften, even if the Buddha comes, will also be moved.

No one can refuse, and no one is willing to say no.

"Silly girl, this is not a dream, this is true. If you don't believe it, touch my face to see if there is temperature." With a gentle smile, he gently grabbed Zeng Rou's hand, put it on his face and rubbed it slowly.

Feeling the unique temperature on the wasted face and lightly smelling the diffuse faint smell of men, Zeng Rou was as afraid of waking up, and the slightly narrowed beautiful eyes finally opened.

Tears fall again, is happy to be unable to control tears.

Idleness gently wiped the tears from her cheeks with her hand.

Zeng Rou could no longer restrain the impulse of happiness in her heart, and the desire for love rushed into the arms of waste.

The hand that would have helped Zeng Rou wipe her tears suddenly fell empty and was stunned there, but in a flash, it was slowly put down and gently caressed the beautiful back in her arms.

The sun shines down through the dense canopy and sprinkles golden light. The warm spring breeze gently caresses them, which makes them embrace and become a unique scenery along the Xiaoqing River.