Chapter 2940： The Lotus Essence of the Holy Monk (55)

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Her eyes were clear and beautiful.

"Monk, save me."

She reached out her pretty finger and waved at him.

Ning Chen froze for a while, and found that she reached out her hand, held her finger, and gently pressed it to her lips.

The soft fragrance, like the flames and snow and ice, alternately felt cold and hot, making his body tremble.

It's just a strange taste.

He felt the taste for the first time.

Ning Chen turned to God, only to find that the little fairy had not continued the action just now, but looked at him blankly.

He looked down, and saw that he was holding her hand.

Then he pressed his lips against the back of her hand.

Wet thin lips are printed on the girl's extremely tender and white skin.

He quickly let go, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, a faint blush appeared on the cold face, and there was more confusion in the dead eyes.

Bai Weiwei looked at him for a long time, and suddenly smiled, "Monk, I calmed down, thank you for your aura to help me through the violent period, you really are a great mercy Buddha."

After speaking, she retreated immediately.

The cold water slipped over her body, and her head was scattered on the clear water.

The pretty girl lazily reached for a lotus flower and hid behind it.

Only the snow-white back was exposed.

Her voice was soft, "Monk, you can go."

The reiki's wave was quiet for a time.

She leaned on the flower leaf, her fingers slowly holding the lotus leaf, and seemed to be a little sad.

Suddenly a hand fell lightly on her shoulder.

The girl seemed unguarded and turned blankly, but saw the teenager had come to her side.

His expression was still indifferent, but Qingjun's eyebrows were more forbearing, he looked at the tears in her eyes.

"Why cry."

His voice was a little dazed.

It has always been a teenager who is indifferent to this world. It seems to be the first time that he has encountered this situation.

Why is she crying?

This question seems to be more important than standing Buddha.

Bai Weiwei looked at him and burst into tears. She lowered her head, rubbed her eyes, and said, "Monk, you make me so happy."

Ning Chen looked down for a while, and seemed to understand that she was crying and laughing.

She reached out and shoved him.

"Let ’s go, you are a Buddhist cultivator. I just moved your Buddha heart to you manually during the violent period. Later ... no longer."

Three words were lost in the end.

Lightened, with obvious sadness.

Ning Chen gazed at her for a while, her fingers couldn't help but reach out, just to touch the tears on her face.

But I found that I encountered a lotus.

Beautiful and delicate lotus flowers.

The little lotus stretched out the leaves, covered his face, and said in a childish voice, "Monk, go, I'm fine, don't worry."

Ning Chen soaked in the water, exposing his white shoulders, and the drops of water slid off his flawless skin and fell into the water.

He looked at her for a while.

Only slowly yanked his clothes out of the water, and then turned around full of water vapor.

He was just leaving.

I heard Little Lotus said, "I will listen to your chanting tomorrow."

Ning Chen bowed his head without words.

Then he left.

[Ding, the male lead is 55. 】

This favorability has soared.

Fifty-five.

Bai Weiwei stretched out her leaves and stroked her face. "The little bald donkey started to know what a woman is, so the emotion broke out."

She has always been regarded as a fairy without men and women.

Even if it is good, I have no idea what kind of emotion it is.

(End of this chapter)