Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

Shi Yucheng said something during the day, but Yan He didn't listen carefully, but he knew it in the evening.

Looking at the suddenly appearing kites, they are also sand martins, but in much larger shapes.

The colors are also dazzling.

For a moment, she didn't even know what to say except silence.

She already has one, why should she give her another one?

Did she do a bad job?

She did it so beautifully.

"Who did you say sent it?"

"He is the servant of the Second Prince."

"Isn't there a five-year-old novice monk in the temple? Send him there."

"it is good."

Wu Si didn't think much about it, and just took whatever their princess said as the truth.

She walked out holding a kite that was even bigger than the ones they had made.

Suddenly I was called again.

"Give it openly. Tomorrow, others will know that Princess Chidan gave a kite to the little monk."

"okay."

“Bring the candy.”

"it is good."

After Wu Si walked out of the courtyard gate, Yan He lowered his head and continued his unfinished painting.

The basic outline has emerged.

I should be able to complete the sketch today and start coloring it tomorrow.

Wu Si looked at the monks' daily routines in the temple and waited for a while under a tree in front of the west lecture hall.

Then the monk in cloth clothes slowly came out.

The little monk she was looking for was very small and was following behind her.

"Little one is not reckless."

"Ok?"

The little monk has a bald head and a chubby face, which makes him look particularly cute.

Turning the head is like shaking the head.

Seeing her smile instantly, she ran over.

"Sister Wu Si, benefactor."

She is also very cute when she talks. I don’t know where she learned this from.

Wu Si liked it very much. He bent down and stuffed a few lotus seed candies into his hand.

"For you to eat."

"Thank you, Sister Wu Si."

"And this kite is for you, too."

All the monks knew that Princess Chidan made the kite herself.

Of course the little monk also heard about it.

He puffed up his cheeks and looked up: "Is this... made by the princess... the donor...? It tastes different... from the last time."

I stuffed a candy into my mouth and was so greedy that I couldn't even speak fluently.

After just a few words, he went back to the original topic.

Wu Si smiled with his eyes narrowed, and couldn't help but raised his hand to pinch his round cheeks.

"No, it was given to you by someone else. Princess already has it and I'm giving it to you to play with."

"Thank you. I'll play tonight."

“No.”

Before Wu Si could speak, Qingfeng, who was in charge of the little apprentice brother today, spoke first: "You still have homework to do."

"what......"

The young monk who was so excited just now became depressed and said pitifully: "What about tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow is fine."

"yeah!!!"

After all, he is still a child, and his mood changes very quickly. He can be happy one moment and unhappy the next.

Qingfeng stopped laughing and put his hands together: "Qingfeng would like to thank the two donors for their kindness."

"You're welcome."

"See you tomorrow, Sister Wu Si."

"it is good."

After the two figures, one big and one small, walked away, Wu Si turned around and went back.

The light in the study was still on.

She went in and saw that her master was still painting.

"Princess."

"Does he like it?"

"I like it. You're so cute when you eat candy, big fat boy."

Yan He looked up at her, with the corners of his mouth curled up, and he wanted to smile.

I've heard her say that the little fat boy is so cute many times these days.

"But Princess, why is he still fat even though he eats vegetarian food every day?"

"Maybe if I fly kites for a few more days I'll lose weight."

"Well, I'm still cuter when I'm fat."

It’s never too late to be thin when you grow up.

"If he didn't have so much homework during the day, he could go play with us."

While Yan He was painting, Wu Si was accompanying him.

Under the heavy candlelight.

Her eyes fell on the rice paper, and she felt unwell.

If that’s not Master Jia Xuan, then who is it?

Their princess' heart was completely seduced by that evil monk.

I cursed in my heart, but then felt that this was wrong.

Although he was not convinced, he still silently said, "He is not a demon monk."

In the Zen room in the west wing.

The cold Buddhist had his eyes closed, wore a plain green robe, and twirled the Buddhist beads in his hands slowly and steadily.

A faint scent of incense spread out from the furnace, emitting a rich sandalwood aroma.

The Huguo Temple was completely silent, and everything had fallen into a deep sleep.

Even the sound of the Buddhist beads colliding was extremely light.

Listening to it can help people calm down and cleanse the darkness in their hearts.

Suddenly, even the sound of the Buddhist beads disappeared.

The Buddhist disciple slowly opened his eyes, which were dark and deep, with no sadness or joy, just empty.

A pair of slender white hands reached up from behind, along the broad shoulders, slowly passed to the neck, and gently touched the Adam's apple.

Then a body as soft as boneless came up.

The already strong sandalwood scent is almost suffocating.

Even more annoying was the voice behind him that sounded like a hook: "Jia Xuan, why don't you come find me?"

The Buddhist disciple half-closed his eyes and did not respond.

But in the blink of an eye, the person who came had already walked from behind him to the front.

The whole person sat in his arms.

Her usual obedience was completely gone at this moment, and she became alluring, like a cunning little fox.

She hooked her arms around his neck, smiling: "If you hadn't come to look for me, I would have come here on my own initiative."

While he was talking, a small hand had already touched his chest to his abdomen, and wanted to go further down.

The tempting red lips seemed to be pressed against him.

Their breaths intertwined and their eyes were filled with smiles.

Her fingers had already brazenly unbuttoned his shirt, and touched him without any hesitation, scratching his waist like a cat's claws.

It was finally stopped.

The Buddhist disciple lowered his eyes, held her hand, but still said nothing.

The beauty smiled and broke free.

She pulled his collar with a little force, kissed him on the cheek, then tilted his head and planted a kiss on his lips.

"Why isn't Jia Xuan talking?"

It seemed like the less he spoke, the more they wanted to bully him.

Kissing again and again.

She even took his hand and tore off the silk ribbon on her body, then sat on his lap and acted coquettishly.

The whole person is sickeningly sweet.

"Does Jia Xuan not like me?"

"Jia Xuan? Master Jia Xuan?"

After being teased and flirted with again and again, the Buddha's already deep black eyes became as terrifying as the abyss.

The gentleness of the past is gone.

He held the tormenting demon under his body, and with one hand he held her wrist and pressed it down on top of her head.

He covered her equally tearing lips and bit them hard without any method.

In the holy land of Buddhism, put everything aside and do all kinds of things.

The beads in his hand have been scattered all over the floor.

But no one cared.

.......................

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The Buddhist disciple's eyes were red as he stared at the intact Buddhist beads for a long while.

He waited until the throbbing in his heart and the desire in his body subsided before closing his eyes again.

It was as if he had returned to his pure and free state.