Brother monkey, brother monkey

Shout, Mrs. Xiaozheng is not a fuel-efficient lamp. After touching that crisp chest a few times, she also looked like she was hurt. Bajie was ashamed and angry, blushing.

Seeing that the long hair was so cute, Wukong said: "The journey to the west is long, and there are many people, but it is also lively. Let's go see Master."

Zhengtai grabbed the corner of Tang Monk's clothes, pretended to be rolling and begged to be stroked, and got a name Wujing, known as Drifting Monk, and became Wukong Wuneng's junior brother.

Well, Tang Seng's three apprentices and one horse officially gathered together, which opened the curtain of the journey of subduing demons and learning Buddhist scriptures.

The master and apprentice went through the forest and went into the house, eating and sleeping in the open.Sanzang crouched on the horse, suddenly feeling a little dizzy, perhaps because it was this dull monk who escaped 500 years of suffering, and Wukong always had more thoughts on him.Seeing any discomfort, he reined in his horse and stopped.

"Master, shall I go find some food?" Wukong stepped on somersaults, carefully selecting wild fruits.

At this time, Bajie and Drifting are playing marbles again, Drifting wants to hug, but Bajie doesn't follow his will, the more frustrated and courageous Zhengtai rushes towards him from various angles, Bajie's belly is soft, The bullet flew out, and the two never tired of it.

Wukong who came back looked annoyed, and threw a few fruits to keep them away.

Turning around, he suddenly saw Tang Seng eating a sweet banana with his hands in his hands. With a groin, Se Niao lifted up his fur skirt and nodded at Sanzang.Although Bailongma intends to hook up with Wukong, but has suffered too many losses from the monkey and now his butt still hurts, so he hides in the bushes when he sees that the situation is not good.

"I didn't expect that this stupid monk would sometimes seduce people." Wukong walked over, squatting in front of Tang Monk, and said gently: "Is it delicious?"

"Ah."

Wukong subsided into it unconsciously, Tang Seng pursed his lips, his expression was very attractive because of his blushing, the Great Sage was fascinated by his reaction, seeing him lightly peeling off the foreskin, rubbing the top with his fingers, and his genitals bouncing rhythmically.

Tang Seng kissed the high-spirited thing with his lips, opened his mouth to hold it, and swirled his tongue around the top, gnawed lightly with his teeth, and then sucked. Pumping, the stimulated genitals shamelessly secreted more and more liquid, before swallowing it, slipped into the monk's robe along the corner of Tang Monk's mouth.

The great sage, who was so excited, was blasted a hundred meters by a strange force, and hit a towering tree.

Wu Neng and Wu Jing who heard the noise ran back. At this time, Tang Seng had already silently recited the mantra of clearing the heart, sat on the white dragon horse, and ran as if fleeing.

For several days Sanzang dreamed that he was walking in the scorched forest, the skins of the bananas on the tree were split open one after another, revealing the man's genitals, which were spitting ferociously at him, making him unable to sleep at night and not in good spirits , is even more indifferent to Wukong.

Sand Monk held Bajie's arm and said, "Little Piggy, the mountain in front of us is full of aura. It's a hometown of holy monks and immortals. Let's go for a visit!"

Bajie pushed Zhengtai away: "Speak well, don't get so close, you and I don't know each other well."

Sand Monk pursed his lips and turned to ask Tang Seng. Seeing his yearning and embarrassed look, he said to Wukong: "Brother, Master wants to go to the mountains to play, but dare not say so, are you bullying Master?"

Wukong thought to himself, he avoided me, why did I bully him, let it go, my master should give way!

"Master, I'm just curious, why don't you go and have a look?" Finally, with a positive face, Wukong strode forward to open the way.

But it is said that the four Tang monks were visiting the mountain. When they looked up, they suddenly saw stacks of attics.

"Brother Monkey, it's getting late. This view is so beautiful that there must be good people living there. Let's go in and spend the night." So they all went in, and two beautiful boys with short hair came to meet them. The leader of the boys bowed their heads and asked with a smile, "Dare to ask Master, but is it Tang Sanzang who came from the east?" , avoiding his apprentice to fetch fairy fruit to quench Tang Seng's thirst.

Bajie was so annoyed by the Drifting Monk that he ran to wander in the garden, causing two children to complain in the room that Tang Monk was pitifully stupid, didn't know the magical effect of ginseng fruit, and was very greedy.Then he slipped away and babbled at Sun Wukong for a while.

Wukong has been thinking clearly recently, he is afraid of lust for his master, and he is also thinking about Xiao Bailong.The domineering return of Monkey King, isn't it just hugging left and right?It doesn't matter if my old grandson builds a harem!

Hearing that Bajie described that ginseng fruit can prolong life, Wukong was worried that his master's mortal body would not last long with him, so he dared not make a move. Given such an opportunity, how could he delay.

Using an invisibility method, he flashed into the Taoist room, took out the gold hammer, and went into the backyard.There is a big tree in the middle of that, which can be called the first fairy scene in the world, with ginseng fruits hanging on the branches like children.

Pulling the fruit and was about to leave, when the golden light flashed, Wukong understood that there was another mystery. Zongyun jumped up, held the golden cudgel and ping-pong the tree, using the power to split the mountain and divide the sea, the fairy tree split open from it, revealing a golden tree. The dolls in the body, Wukong looked at them carefully, and they were actually more vivid than the ones hanging on the tree.

When he came to the meditation room, Tang Seng glanced at the fruit in Wukong's hand, and shook his head firmly: "How can a monk eat people and warm his stomach, let alone a child who has not yet completed three dynasties..."

Sun Wukong smiled innocently: "Master, you really don't want to eat?"

"No." Tang Seng nodded confidently.

Wukong took a bite of the flesh and put it in his mouth, pinched Sanzang's chin, and pushed the juice into his mouth without refusal. Being teased by the disciple's tongue, he swallowed instinctively.

After eating all the ginseng fruits, Tang Seng couldn't tell when, where, and who was the person he was in close contact with. The laziness in his heart blurred his world.

The corners of his mouth were ruddy, his eyes were slightly closed, his breathing was slightly rapid, and his fingers were subconsciously grabbing the hem of his clothes. No matter how he looked at it, Wukong felt that something good would happen today.Faced with a master who is devoted to Buddha, I really have bad intentions...

Wukong hugged Sanzang's waist tightly, making him lean against his chest, and asked tiredly, "How?" The tip of his tongue lightly brushed on his lips, and a breath of hot air sprayed on his face, causing Sanzang to narrow his eyes tremblingly.

There is no deliberate blending, just kissing and touching to feel the existence of the other party.Wukong didn't let go of Sanzang until his mouth was full of each other's body fluid. Tang Monk's black pupils were a little wet, and he was dazed. He rubbed the corner of Wukong's mouth with his wet and limp tongue, and said, "Sweet."

Wukong rubbed his lips with his fingertips, and whispered softly: "I also want to know if you are sweet." Before Sanzang could finish hearing this sentence, Wukong leaned over to press Sanzang, and Tang Seng pursed his lips in a daze, Taste it carefully, but the taste of apprentice is full on the lips, and I don't know how to answer.

"I don't know..." Sanzang's hoarse voice contained a hint of softness.

Wukong pulled open the tight neckline of the monk's robe from left to right, and the always rigorous monk's robe immediately lost its dignified and noble appearance, revealing the firm lines of his chest, not only the wheat-colored skin, but also the hazel nipples, and suddenly The heart beats, and the pillar supports the sky.

Wukong kissed his neck and slightly exposed chest impatiently, and Sanzang was provoked by that unstoppable movement, his whole body flushed slightly, and his face was stained with traces of confusion.

"Bang——" A loud noise pierced the charming atmosphere. Tang Seng suddenly woke up and sat up suddenly, staring at the smiling disciple in front of him with wide eyes. After a while, it slid down again, and he pulled it again, but this time both sides fell together, revealing his rounded shoulders.

Sanzang asked Wukong angrily, "Why did you take off my clothes?"

"Sleep." Wukong plucked his ears and answered simply, "Master is cold, let my apprentice cover you." The hair grip seemed slippery, making Sanzang tighten his shoulders.

"Oh." Sanzang nodded and continued to struggle with the clothes, and was immediately kissed. Wukong's breath instantly surrounded him, and he kicked him over in a panic.

When Zhen Yuanzi, the master of the Wuzhuang Temple, came in, he saw Wukong's four-legged posture showing his ferocious and unusual genitals. It was long and thick, curved upwards, and it looked like a shape that could easily satisfy his partner.

Wukong found that Uncle Meisu at the door was staring at his words intently, without covering it up, he shook it generously.

Zhen Yuanzi has been practicing Taoism for a long time, and he has never lost his composure like this. He pretended to be angry and said: "But you, a monkey, split my ginseng fruit tree."

It turned out that the two children of Qingfengmingyue discovered that the ginseng fruit tree was dead, and they sent a message to ask Zhenyuanzi, who had gone to listen to Yuanshi Tianzun's sermon, to punish these wicked people.

"So what?"

"Do you know the value of fairy trees?"

"Hey, I really don't know." Wukong stood with his arms folded, completely unafraid.

Too lazy to spend much time talking with this hairy monkey, Zhen Yuanzi gently stretched out his robe sleeves, brushed them forward, and wrapped them in the sleeves, Wukong beat them wildly with the golden cudgel, but the four walls were soft when twisted, and they started beating But harder than iron.

"Oh, who beat you, Grandpa Pig."

"Bajie, Xiaosha, why are you here?"

"It turned out to be Brother Monkey, he was not involved by the old Taoist..."

While several people were talking, Zhen Yuanzi returned to the main hall, took out the Tang monk like a puppet and tied it to the eaves pillars, and took out several others, one on each pillar.

"Teacher, get the whip, give them a good lesson, and vent your anger on my ginseng fruit."

Mingyue flicked the soaked seven-star whip "crackling": "Master, which one should I hit first?"

"Zhen Yuanzi said: "Tang Sanzang is disrespectful, beat him first. "

When Wukong heard this, he was shocked, how could he let his precious master suffer!So he couldn't help but said: "The great immortal is on a mission, I was the one who destroyed the tree, why didn't you hit me first, what's the matter with him?"

Zhen Yuanzi said with a smile: "Since that's the case, let's beat you first, thirty lashes are like