[Journey to the West] The poor monk is a fake monk

"Benefactor, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, it's right to turn around." Chen Tangtang struggled to speak out.

He stared at her for a while, then suddenly laughed in a low voice, the soft magnetic voice tickled one's ears.

"You are so serious. Why didn't I realize that you are so lovely, Brother Yu?"

He smiled and approached her body: "We are going to be husband and wife soon, why go back to the shore, why not roll in the sea of ​​desire and have fun."

His fingertips slid across her eyebrows, and he asked with a smile: "Brother Yu didn't mean to tease me by saying that on purpose?"

"So, Brother Yu is good or bad."

He was clearly speaking a joke, but his cheeks were astonishingly red, as if a peony had bloomed on his face - gorgeous, rich and charming.

He tilted and fell beside Chen Tangtang, lying shoulder to shoulder with her on the not very wide couch.

He said softly: "That's fine, I used to think Brother Yu was a serious monk and not good at love."

Don't get me wrong!Poor monks are serious monks!

"...Looking at it now, Brother Yu is the kind who would recite Buddhist scriptures on the bed to increase his love~?"

Amitabha, sin, sin!That would definitely not be something a poor monk would do.

Chen Tangtang hurriedly said: "Don't talk nonsense, the poor monk won't..."

"Huh?" He turned sideways, propped his cheek with one hand, starlight in his eyes, and asked with a smile, "Wouldn't it be more suitable for the occasion? Then let me teach Brother Yu?"

His lips were pressed against her ears, and his voice was filled with sugar water: "Just read... Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form."

"It makes sense, emptiness is sex, and the seduced person wants to fill the emptiness..."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

So dirty? !

Sorry, you are shameless, but the poor monk wants more.

"I'm sorry, the poor monk didn't understand anything. It's better for the benefactor to turn back from the sea of ​​desire as soon as possible. There is nothing in this world that is more worthy of people's attention than Buddhism."

"That's because Brother Yu hasn't tried it yet. If he tried, he wouldn't say that." He looked at her with a smile, and suddenly stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked her ear.

His flirtatiousness and amorous feelings made her scalp tingle.

He wasn't like this in front of people, why did he turn into such a boneless look on the bed!

Chen Tangtang suddenly realized that this was probably what the folks said—the serious lady in the hall, the ultimate beauty in the bed.

Bah, what is she thinking about, Amitabha, Amitabha.

"Benefactor, please be serious."

"I just like Brother Yu's prudish look."

Chen Tangtang endured and endured.

He noticed her patience and immediately stopped teasing her, instead he said: "It's okay if you don't let me do this, then Brother Yu, don't call me so strange, you and I are husband and wife, and the address should be more intimate That's it?"

couple?

That's fake!

"Then... what should I call the poor monk?"

He said with a smile: "Well, then I will secretly tell my brother, how about my nickname?"

"Please say."

Her pure and patient appearance was like placing a dog's tail grass in his heart, and the soft tassels scratched him trembling and itching.

He stared at her closely, and said in a low voice: "My nickname is Chirp, how about you just call me Chirp?"

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Don't take you to play hooligans like this!

Maybe her expression gave something away, he froze for a moment, then raised his eyebrows, and laughed rather lewdly.

"Brother, what did you think of? Huh?"

Chen Tangtang looked at her calmly, and her eyes seemed to be a little warmed by his eyes.

He raised his hand and slid his fingertips across her eyebrows: "It's 'Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi Chi', where did you think?"

Chen Tangtang: "..."

The poor monk wants to beat you up, do you dare to say that you didn't deliberately misunderstand the poor monk just now?

"Come on, Brother Yu, call me."

Chen Tangtang sat up, but he pounced fiercely, wrapping his arms around her waist like a big cat, not letting her leave.

"Brother Yu..." He acted softly.

Chen Tangtang had no choice but to try to speak: "Mm...chi...chi..."

No, the poor monk still feels very ashamed.

"En!" He replied sweetly, knelt down on the couch, and gently kissed the back of her neck.

Chen Tangtang shuddered for a moment, immediately broke free from his hand, and jumped to a place far away from him.

He tilted his head, brushed the blue hair that had accidentally fallen off when he was rolling on the bed, and put it behind his ears again, smiling and bending his eyes.

"Is your husband not used to it?"

"Then I'll let my husband get used to it as soon as possible... okay?"

As he spoke, he moved down from the couch, as if he still wanted to lie on her body.

Chen Tangtang sighed helplessly: "Why benefactor..."

"Huh? What's my name?"

Alright alright.

"Haw... chirp...why are you different from when the poor monk first met?"

He said softly: "Can a husband and wife be the same as the man and woman when they first met?"

"The poor monk is still more used to...chirp when we first met."

The name is still too hard to pronounce.

"So, is this the kind of me my brother likes?" He sat upright, showing a gentle and polite smile, "That's fine, I thought... thought..."

His cheeks turned red, like a peony flower under the rosy clouds: "I thought my brother would like someone who is more active and slutty."

I'm sorry, I gave you such a misunderstanding. The poor monk probably didn't do anything to make you misunderstood, right?

After understanding the type Yudigege likes, he sat obediently by the side, and occasionally took out a book to study and discuss with Chen Tangtang.

Just when Chen Tangtang breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he could return to the capital safe and sound, the carriage suddenly bumped, and a book fell from the table.

With a "snap", the pages of the book flipped open and fell on the carpet.

"Ah!" He exclaimed, his whole face turned red in an astonishing manner.

Chen Tangtang looked curiously, and saw two pictures on the flipped pages, one was a man and woman having fun on a swing under a silk tree; the other showed a window , a figure of Yao Yao holding Qingsi in one hand, and clutching the window frame with the other, facing the lover, who pressed on her body, pushing her against the window frame.

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Why show this poor monk!

She immediately closed her eyes and kept chanting Buddhist scriptures silently in her heart.

After a while, she heard the sound of "Xixisuosuo" cloth rubbing, as if he was constantly approaching.

"Brother Yu, are you so ashamed? You have closed your eyes."

She folded her hands together, still refusing to open her eyes.

Suddenly, a pair of burning hands held her fingertips.

His voice was low and filled with tense desire: "Brother, anyway, we are going to get married soon, so you and I will come and study, okay?"

Research? !What are you going to study with the poor monk!

"Amitabha, the poor monk doesn't understand what you mean."

"I really don't understand...or is brother shy?"

"Oh—" he sighed softly.

A heat source was suddenly attached to her forehead.

Chen Tangtang subconsciously opened his eyes, but there was a beautiful face in front of him.

He held hers in his hand, pressed his forehead against hers, and said in a gentle voice: "After we get married, you and I still have to get in touch. I don't want to make you unhappy, Brother Yu. Tell me which body position you like, I will study hard and serve my brother well."

Chen Tangtang's lips trembled: "No..."

"Is it the two pictures just now, brother doesn't like it? Then I will let them collect more, or my brother and I will study some new methods by ourselves."

Chen Tangtang finally couldn't bear it any longer, and heaved a long sigh.

He immediately became nervous: "Why is brother sighing? Is there anything I can't do well?"

"The poor monk is just tired, and he doesn't know when he will be able to return to the capital."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone outside the car reported that she had arrived in the capital.

He immediately sat up straight and said in a serious voice, "Okay, let's go to the city."

As he spoke, he inserted his fingers into hers.

"The poor monk really hopes that you can treat the poor monk with the same seriousness as you just said."

He smiled slightly: "Brother Yu, how can you be the same as these people, you are the unparalleled treasure of our country."

As he spoke, he pulled her and led her to the car window.

There was a lot of noise outside the window, and it seemed that everyone was scrambling to see the driving of the king of the daughter country.

Chen Tangtang: "It seems that you are very popular with the people."

He shook his head: "Although I am also loved, it is not because of me that they are so excited today."

"that is because……"

He raised his hand and gently tapped the tip of her nose with his fingertips.

"Of course it is because of you, my majesty the king."

"No, the poor monk hasn't..."

"Since you have agreed to my marriage proposal, you will naturally take over this position." He gently rested his head on her shoulder, and said in a low voice, "It's so good to be with the person I like, You are so precious, I guess the whole country will be jealous of me."

As he spoke, he laughed to himself again: "Then let them be jealous, it's best to let them know that you are my only treasure."

With that said, he rolled up the car curtain.

As soon as the two of them showed up, the crowd's boiling sound became even louder, almost like boiling water in a pot.

Chen Tangtang looked at him, wondering why he made such a move.

He leaned against the window and stared at her obsessively: "Look, they are all looking at you, as if they are looking at a god in the sky."

Chen Tangtang quickly glanced at the crowd, and sure enough, all of them were men, but the appearance of these men were all very outstanding, some were delicate and charming, some were charming, some were graceful and elegant, some were unrestrained.

She couldn't help but asked, "Why are the people of this daughter country in Xiliang born so extraordinary?"

"Probably because we are born without a spouse, so we can only be more beautiful from generation to generation, so as to win over the hearts of the rare spouse."

"Brother Yu," his hand slid across her cheek, pinching her chin gently, and his lips slowly approached, "...have I captured your heart?"

Chen Tangtang didn't dare to speak anymore, he always felt that if he said no, he would eat him on the spot.

He let out a deep laugh, and the heat of his voice brushed her face with his breath.

Chen Tangtang tilted his head, and the kiss he originally aimed at her lips landed on her cheek.

Seeing the king kissing the rare "beautiful man", the people on the road were all overwhelmed. Some were jealous, some cheered, and some chased the car to see Chen Tangtang more.

"Lang Jun, I beg you to give me alms for one night."

"I am willing to be your lord, your slave, your servant!"

"Lang Jun, take my belt!"

Seeing a belt studded with pearls being thrown towards him, the king suddenly flicked his sleeve and knocked the beautiful belt into the dirt.

Chen Tangtang turned his head to look, only to see that gorgeous belt was crushed by heavy wheels.

The next moment, her eyes were once again covered by the car curtain.

The king said softly: "Those people don't care if they don't look at it. If you like that belt, I will make one for you later."

"No, the poor monk doesn't like it."

"Really? Then you can't stop looking at her?" He stared at her without blinking, "Could it be that you are not looking at the belt, but the person who threw the belt?"

What's the matter again, the poor monk hasn't smoothed out the relationship between the two of us, why are you jealous again?

He snorted softly, turned around, and turned his back to her.

fair enough.

Chen Tangtang was sitting by the window, but there was a "crackling" sound that seemed to be hitting the car body.

"What's that sound?"

"What else could it be?" He said coolly, "Of course they all want to win your favor, and they are smashing the carriage with their belts, hmph, those people definitely want to be happy with you...even if it's only for one night That's fine too."

"Uh..." Chen Tangtang insisted on not uttering a word.

He was even angrier.

Until the two came to the palace, he ordered the palace staff to host a banquet for their master and apprentice, but he didn't say a word to Chen Tangtang.

Chen Tangtang felt that this was not bad, so he happily enjoyed the food.

Seeing her heartless look, the king was so angry that his heart ached.

He covered his heart and stared at her all the time, but she didn't notice it, and still concentrated on enjoying the food.

Looking at it, his heart suddenly beat violently, like a small spring seedling suddenly bursting out of the ground in his heart, growing continuously, growing towards her, and growing soft twigs to hold her back , to grow beautiful flowers to attract her, to grow fragrant fruits to keep her.

The feeling of liking someone is really wonderful, as if the whole body finally has a support, and the body and heart are heavy.

The only annoying thing is the eyes of her apprentices, they look like flies.

"By the way, can His Majesty the King sign a pledge for our documents so that we can go all the way west to learn Buddhist scriptures." Bajie asked.

"Us?" The king smiled victoriously at him.

"Of course our disciples are going to learn scriptures, so the master has to stay and marry the king, right? Maybe, when we come back from learning scriptures, we will meet the king and master again." Bajie smiled and squinted his eyes.

What a wonderful way to say this.

The king couldn't help showing a sincere smile: "That's natural. At that time, I will be the queen, and the king will become your master."

Sun Wukong: "Huh."

Sha Wujing: "Bah."

Ao Lie: "Now not only monsters are shameless, even the king is shameless."

Bajie coughed and winked at the other three.

The three of them gave a dry "ah" and gave the king a response.

"Okay, come here, come and fetch the seal of the widow."

Until His Majesty the King used the seal and mentioned the names of the four apprentices on it, the five masters and apprentices breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the king held Chen Tangtang's hand that was holding Yin.

Everyone suddenly felt bad.

Sure enough, the king asked in a tender voice: "Brother Yu, is your meal ready?"

Chen Tangtang: "Ah...ah?"

The poor monk's intuition told the poor monk that a major event was about to happen next.

The king smiled lightly, his little fingertip slid across her lower lip, and he sucked his sauce-stained finger into his mouth, his cheeks flushed as if he was drunk, and his eyes were full of spring.

"Brother Yu..." He mumbled with his little finger in his mouth, "A moment in spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, brother Yu, hurry up and join me in the mandarin duck tent."

"Bang-"

"Bam—"

The cups and plates in the hands of many people fell to the ground.

Sun Xingzhe jumped up all of a sudden: "You... ummmmm——"

Bajie tightly covered the elder brother's mouth, and warned in a low voice: "Sneak past in a while, don't mess around on this occasion!"

So, the four apprentices just watched helplessly as their bright and bright master was dragged away by that shameless king.

What will happen? !

Damn it, Master!

The author has something to say: Oh my god, I just found out that when I copied from the document to Jinjiang, I missed a part of the plot~ Now it has been added.