Chapter 121

The monk in white grabbed her jaw and breathed alternately.

Just a little closer, the lips of the two people will touch each other——

The emotions in the viscera rolled, as if thousands of needles had been pierced, and the blood was bleeding.

——This little fox.

It seems that I like you very much, but I can also say such hurtful words.

……

The monk in white looked at Su Qinghuan and rubbed the girl's lips with his slender fingers.

"It turns out that benefactor Qinghuan is a good-looking person. Does that monk look like you?"

His eyebrows were still compassionate, but the two were too close, and the temperature of the man's palm came from his lips.

Su Qing's heart was stifled.

The young monk in front of him clearly looks holy and spotless, but he feels as if he has been seduced by him?

……

The little fox's face turned red and his cheeks were burning hot.

"Well, master Zhan Chen is naturally beautiful."

"How nice is it?"

The monk in white looked at her, his eyes crossed Su Qinghuan's dusty cheeks, but his fingers wiped the girl's lips harder.

"If you don't answer well, you will be punished. Benefactor Qinghuan, do you understand?"

The man's tail sounds like a hook, rising slightly.

Obviously, the monk in white has a cold and dust-free appearance, and can't pick out any mistakes, but because his hand falls on the girl's lip corner, he adds a few colors -- Qi.

Su Qinghuan was afraid that she would drool if she was pinched like this again!

It would be embarrassing if it flowed into a man's hand!

……

At least it's a fox thousands of years old, but it's the first time to harm a monk.

Su Qinghuan thought it was a red face.

"I'm wrong, OK?! I won't find anyone else! Men all over the world are scum, which belongs to master Zhan Chen. You'd better see it!"

The little fox bowed her face, and there were men's fingers on her lips. Because her feet sprained, she could only hang weakly in the arms of the monk in white.

If Zhan Chen didn't hold her with his other hand, I'm afraid Su Qinghuan would fall into the bonfire at this moment.

"Oh... Little liar..."

A low smile came from the air, with a faint evil spirit.

Su Qinghuan was stunned. As a result, he looked up, but didn't see the man's smile.

Zhan Chen suddenly regained his original coldness. He let Su Qinghuan go, and his eyes were silent.

"It's really hard for emotional insects to attack. I also know a little about the muscle changing Sutra. I can protect the Dharma for you first. You won't have an accident these days."

"Wait until I find my master in Jiangnan, and then carefully discuss the specific plan to expel the Gu poison."

In fact, Zhan Chen is self humble. He is afraid that if he uses the "Yi Jin Jing" to expel Gu to Su Qinghuan in a hurry, he may bite back. After all, he has no actual combat experience, so he still needs to consult his master carefully about countermeasures.

Master laikong's Dharma is fine, but his bones are not good, and his value of force is not as good as this disciple.

So at the beginning, Liu Meier also decided to come to Zhan Chen, not to mention Zhan Chen's good-looking appearance. Liu Meier also fell in love at first sight.

……

Su Qinghuan looked at Zhan Chen's solemn, awe inspiring and inviolable flower of kaolin, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

"... hey, master Zhan Chen, you can't learn the muscle changing Sutra half hanging. You know that there is another solution to emotional Gu."

Su Qing laughs maliciously. Seeing Zhan Chen's frightful and holy appearance, she deliberately teases him.

The result is only a more indifferent expression of the man.

Zhan Chen picked up a heaven devil whip discarded by the people of the demon sect with a cold look.

"Benefactor Qinghuan, if you talk nonsense again, do you want to taste the power of my whip?"

“……”

Why did the young monk suddenly change his face so quickly?

He was gentle to her, but now he is so cold.

Su Qinghuan glanced and could only sit upright.

"OK, then suppress it for me first, or I'm really afraid of doing anything to you."

“……”

Su Qinghuan didn't mention this. It's good. When he mentioned this, the monk in white couldn't control his eyes and looked at the little fox's lips that were a little red by him.

——He has tasted her.

Just once, for a few seconds, but it doesn't fall.

The girl's lips have a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

Like the Chimonanthus chinensis, which blooms every winter outside the window of his residence in fanyin temple.

……

The monk in white suddenly felt a little disappointed. Somewhere in his heart, he was in pain.

If the Gu poison is not cured, Su Qinghuan will certainly be controlled by this kind of emotional Gu named qiluoxiang in the future. In the end, people are not like people and ghosts are not like ghosts. They have to rely on men to live.

But even if Su Qinghuan is cured, will she marry and have children? With other men

……

The monk in white was shocked. Because of the terrible idea in his mind, his palms fell behind the girl.

"What's the matter?"

The little fox blinked and looked surprised.

Seeing her clean eyes, the monk in white felt some unspeakable shame at the bottom of his heart.

Isn't it normal to get married and have children?

She's not a monk.

Zhan Chen held his breath and opened his mouth calmly.

"Nothing. Go on."

“……”

What.

The monk is a dead proud and sullen gourd.

Su Qinghuan tilted his lips again, deliberately angry with the dust, and began to sing a familiar modern song.

Women are tigers.

"The little monk went down the mountain to huazhai, and the old monk confessed

The woman at the foot of the mountain is a tiger. You must avoid it when you meet it

After walking through village after village, the little monk thought secretly

Why don't tigers eat people? They look cute? "

Su Qinghuan's voice is clear and crisp. When humming this song, he also has a childish sense of playfulness.

But the monk in white was confused again and again. He looked at Su Qinghuan helplessly.

"Benefactor Qinghuan, are you a tiger? I think you are a fox. You only know the one who deliberately annoys me?"

“……”

"Oh, what if you guessed right? I'm really a fox."

Su Qinghuan deliberately turned her head and made a fox show her teeth. Anyway, her face was gray. She was not afraid to make a ghost face more ugly.

The smile of this ghost spirit is not beautiful, but it seems to be a thrilling omen in the eyes of the monk in white.

He couldn't help thinking of Su Qinghuan's snow-white ankle.

For a moment, there was nowhere to look, and the monk could only look out of the window.

But on the paper window, because the campfire shines, the shadow of him and Su Qinghuan is vividly reflected.

The silhouettes of the two people are old and long. In the end, they seem to be one - body, which is too close to be described.

……

Su Qinghuan saw that Zhan Chen didn't dare to look at himself. Suddenly, he was surprised to find that his ears were so red!

This monk is really pure - love is killing people!

"Master Zhan Chen, your heartbeat is so loud!"

The little fox went straight up. The monk in white was not on guard for a moment, and the two directly fell into a ball.

Su Qinghuan pressed Zhan Chen's waist. They looked at each other, and their breathing suddenly became heavy.