peach blossom for wine

Sakyamuni shook his head helplessly: "Ah Jiu, you know that I don't drink at all."

"Don't drink?" Tao Jiu's footsteps were a little vain, he half-closed his peach eyes, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, monks can't drink...then monks can't have emotions...Am I right?"

Shakya bowed his head in silence.

Tao Jiu was a little dissatisfied, holding the jug in his left hand, and raised his chin with the middle finger of his right hand, and leaned closer to see that his eyelids were still drooping, quite impatiently: "Say! Tell me, can monks have emotions and desires? ?”

Sakyamuni's thick long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he said, "Ah Jiu, you are drunk."

Seeing that he didn't answer the question, Tao Jiu became annoyed, and put the spout of the jug in his left hand to his lips: "Drink!"

Sakyamuni pursed her lips tightly and closed her eyes.Unexpectedly, the hand hooking his chin suddenly pinched his chin, and with a little force, the heart-choking mellow spirit was poured into his mouth without warning.

"Cough...Ajiu, you...cough, cough..." Sakyamuni was caught off guard, and immediately covered his mouth and coughed violently. His normally fair face instantly turned red as if dyed with a crimson peach blossom.

Tao Jiu was taken aback, and then laughed blankly: "Master... I haven't seen you blushing in the past ten thousand years... How is it? This wine tastes good?"

"Ahem... Ah Jiu, don't mess around..." Shakya waited until he calmed down, and felt that the whole private room was spinning, and thought to himself, no wonder this little apprentice got drunk, the wine was too strong.

Tao Jiu didn't take it seriously, she shook her head trying to get rid of the sudden dizziness in her head, she turned around and walked towards the table, but she staggered and fell backwards.

Shakya was startled, and immediately reached out to catch him: "Ah Jiu, be careful."

"Hehe..." Tao Jiu struggled to stabilize her body, leaned her head on his shoulder and giggled, and murmured while laughing: "Master... I will let you cross me out of this boundless sea of ​​suffering... you Fortunately, I jumped down too..."

Sakyamuni hugged his waist lightly and said nothing, the hot breath and the aroma of wine in his ears made his whole body a little stiff.

Tao Jiu continued to murmur ignorantly: "... a monk... Venerable Posuo... actually moved his mind on his disciples... It's really a big joke... Master, what do you think? Isn't it funny? ..."

As he spoke, he gently raised his hand to break Sakyamuni's chin: "Come... look at me and say..."

"Ah Jiu..." Sakyamuni closed his eyes and said nothing.

Tao Jiu was displeased, raised her head and hooked his neck to force him to bend down. She leaned over and laughed in a low voice: "Master...how about I just follow your mind?"

Sakyamuni's heart was shocked, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his wet eyes and his cheeks smeared with thin red.

"The elm bump..." Tao Jiu didn't care too much, she lifted her chin lightly, and slowly covered Sakyamuni's vermilion lips, which were stained even redder by the wine.

Sakyamuni's whole body was stiff and his mind was shaking. The softness of his lips and the fragrance of peach blossoms and wine on the body of the person in his arms made him dizzy.

Tao Jiu waited for a long time, but no one moved. She took a bite angrily, and then slowly licked and licked his lips with the tip of her tongue.

Sakyamuni pursed his lips tightly, and his heart was filled with boundless bitterness. It was just drunken nonsense, and he almost took it for the truth... His ten fingers around Tao Jiu's waist trembled slightly, pushing him away a little: "Ah Jiu, you are really drunk, let's find an inn to stay..."

"Noisy!" Tao Jiu frowned displeased, then smiled again and said, "Master...you don't want Ah Jiu anymore?"

"I've been thinking about it for ten thousand years... the nine mortals who have been with Ah Jiu... are you really going to reject Ah Jiu tonight? Hmm? Nian Chen..."

As soon as Sakyamuni heard the word 'Nianchen', he suddenly tightened his arms around his waist, and his usually ethereal and clear voice suddenly became deep and hoarse: "Ah Jiu...don't regret it..."

Tao Jiu raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Why do you say you regret it?"

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...on the WB, tomorrow morning.