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Chapter 121 Sadistic Literary Girl Cannon Fodder She Collapsed (16)
Chapter 121 Sadistic Literary Girl Cannon Fodder She Collapsed (16)
The white-clothed monk grabbed her jaw and breathed intertwinedly.
As long as you get closer, the lips of the two will meet——
The internal organs were emotionally tumbling, as if thousands of needles had been pierced, and the blood flowed continuously.
——This little fox.
Looks like he likes you, but it's okay to say such hurtful things.
……
The monk in white looked at Su Qinghuan for a moment, and stroked the girl's lips with his slender fingers.
"It turns out that Qing Huan's benefactor is a person who likes to look good. Does the little monk suit your wishes?"
He still looked compassionate, but the distance between the two of them was too close, and the warmth of the man's palm could still be faintly felt on his lips.
Su Qinghuan's heart choked.
The young monk in front of him obviously looked holy and spotless, but he felt like he was teasing him back?
……
The little fox's face turned red, and his cheeks were burning hot.
"Well, Master Zhanchen is naturally good-looking."
"How nice is it?"
The monk in white looked at her resolutely, his gaze passed over Su Qinghuan's dusty cheek, but his fingers brushed the girl's lips more vigorously.
"If you don't answer well, you will be punished. Do you understand, Qing Huan?"
The man's ending sounds like a hook, rising slightly.
Obviously, the monk in white had a cold and clean appearance, and there was nothing wrong with it, but because his hand rested on the corner of the girl's lips, it added a bit of color--gas invisibly.
Su Qinghuan was afraid that if she was pinched like this again, she would drool!
It would be too embarrassing if it flowed into a man's hands!
……
At any rate, it was a thousand-year-old fox, but it was the first time that it harmed a monk like this.
Su Qinghuan blushes when she thinks about it,
"Is it okay if I'm wrong?! I'm not looking for anyone else! Men all over the world are scumbags, but Master Zhanchen, you are the prettiest!"
The little fox raised her face aggrievedly. There was still a man's finger on her lips. Because of a sprained ankle, she could only hang weakly and half in the arms of the white-clothed monk.
If Zhan Chen hadn't supported her with the other hand, Su Qinghuan would have fallen into the bonfire at this very moment.
"Heh... little liar..."
A low laugh came from the air, faintly evil.
Su Qinghuan was taken aback for a moment, but when she looked up, she didn't see the man's smile.
Zhan Chen's expression suddenly returned to his original indifference, he let Su Qinghuan go, his eyes were silent.
"It's really uncomfortable to have an episode of love gu. The little monk also understands the "Yi Jin Jing", so I can protect the law for you first, and you will be fine for a few days."
"Wait until Jiangnan finds my master, and then carefully discuss the specific plan to expel the poison."
In fact, Zhan Chen is self-effacing. He is afraid that if he hastily used the "Yi Jin Jing" to expel Su Qinghuan's Gu, he might backfire. After all, he has no actual combat experience, so he still needs to discuss the countermeasures carefully with his master.
Master Liaokong's Dharma is proficient, but his foundation is not good, and his strength is not as good as this disciple.
So at the beginning, Liu Meier also made her idea to Zhan Chen, not to mention that Zhan Chen was so good-looking, Liu Meier also fell in love at first sight.
……
Su Qinghuan couldn't help curling her lips when she saw Zhan Chen's solemn and inviolable Kaolin Flower appearance.
"...Hey, Master Zhanchen, the "Yi Jin Jing" you learned is not half-baked, you know that there is another solution to love Gu."
Su Qing laughed with ill intentions, seeing Zhan Chen frightened with a cold and holy look, deliberately teased him.
As a result, the man only got a more indifferent expression.
Zhan Chen casually picked up a Heavenly Demon Whip that had been discarded by members of the Demon Cult, with a stern look on his face.
"Benefactor Qing Huan, if you talk nonsense again, do you want to taste the power of my whip?"
"..."
Why did this young monk suddenly change his face so quickly?
He was kind to her before, but now he is so cold.
Su Qinghuan curled her lips and could only sit upright.
"Okay, then you can suppress it for me first, otherwise I'm really afraid of doing something to you."
"..."
It's good that Su Qinghuan didn't mention this, but when he mentioned this, the monk in white couldn't control his eyes, and looked at the little fox's lips that were a little red from his abuse.
—He has tasted her.
Just once, for a few seconds, but it didn't fall off.
The girl's lips carried a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.
Like the winter plum that blooms every winter outside the window of his residence in Fanyin Temple.
……
The white-clothed monk suddenly felt a little lost. Somewhere in his heart, there was a sharp pain.
If the Gu poison is not cured, Su Qinghuan will definitely be controlled by this love Gu called Qi Luoxiang in the future. In the end, people will not be like humans, ghosts will not be like ghosts, and they will have to rely on men to live.
But, even if Su Qinghuan is cured, she will marry and have children, right?And with other men too...
……
The white-clothed monk was startled, because of the terrible thought that popped up in his mind, Du Neili's hand that fell behind the girl's back froze.
"What's wrong?"
The little fox blinked, looking surprised.
Seeing her clean eyes, the monk in white felt an indescribable shame in his heart.
Isn't it normal to marry and have children?
She is not a monk.
Zhan Chen held his breath and spoke calmly.
"It's nothing, let's continue."
"..."
what the hell.
This monk is a deadly arrogant and boring gourd.
Su Qinghuan curled her lips again, intentionally exasperated, and began to sing a familiar modern song.
"Women are Tigers".
"The little monk went down the mountain to Huazhai, the old monk had an explanation
The woman at the bottom of the mountain is a tiger, if you meet it, you must avoid it
Walking through village after village, the little monk thought to himself
Why do tigers look cute even though they don't eat people? "
Su Qinghuan's voice was crisp and clear, and when she hummed this song, she also had a sense of childish playfulness.
But the white-clothed monk was in a state of confusion, and he looked at Su Qinghuan helplessly.
"Master Qing Huan, are you a tiger? I think you are a fox, the one who only knows how to piss me off on purpose?"
"..."
"Oh, what if you guessed right? I really am a fox."
Su Qinghuan turned her head on purpose, and made a fox grinning like a fox, her face was gray anyway, and she wasn't afraid to make a more ugly face.
This ghostly smile is obviously not beautiful, but in the eyes of the white-clothed monk, it seems to be a thrilling omen.
He couldn't help but think of Su Qinghuan's ankle as thin and white as snow.
For a moment, there was nowhere to put his eyes, and the monk could only look out of the window.
But he saw the shadows of him and Su Qinghuan on the paper window, because of the light from the bonfire.
The silhouettes of the two people stretched so long that they seemed to merge into one body in the end, so close that it was hard to describe.
……
Seeing that Zhan Chen didn't dare to look at her, Su Qinghuan was suddenly surprised to find that his ears were so red!
This monk is so pure-loving that it kills him!
"Master Zhanchen, your heartbeat is so loud!"
The little fox went straight to him, and the white-clothed monk was caught off guard for a moment, and the two fell into a ball.
Su Qinghuan pressed on Zhan Chen's waist, the two looked at each other, and their breathing became heavy all of a sudden.
(End of this chapter)
The white-clothed monk grabbed her jaw and breathed intertwinedly.
As long as you get closer, the lips of the two will meet——
The internal organs were emotionally tumbling, as if thousands of needles had been pierced, and the blood flowed continuously.
——This little fox.
Looks like he likes you, but it's okay to say such hurtful things.
……
The monk in white looked at Su Qinghuan for a moment, and stroked the girl's lips with his slender fingers.
"It turns out that Qing Huan's benefactor is a person who likes to look good. Does the little monk suit your wishes?"
He still looked compassionate, but the distance between the two of them was too close, and the warmth of the man's palm could still be faintly felt on his lips.
Su Qinghuan's heart choked.
The young monk in front of him obviously looked holy and spotless, but he felt like he was teasing him back?
……
The little fox's face turned red, and his cheeks were burning hot.
"Well, Master Zhanchen is naturally good-looking."
"How nice is it?"
The monk in white looked at her resolutely, his gaze passed over Su Qinghuan's dusty cheek, but his fingers brushed the girl's lips more vigorously.
"If you don't answer well, you will be punished. Do you understand, Qing Huan?"
The man's ending sounds like a hook, rising slightly.
Obviously, the monk in white had a cold and clean appearance, and there was nothing wrong with it, but because his hand rested on the corner of the girl's lips, it added a bit of color--gas invisibly.
Su Qinghuan was afraid that if she was pinched like this again, she would drool!
It would be too embarrassing if it flowed into a man's hands!
……
At any rate, it was a thousand-year-old fox, but it was the first time that it harmed a monk like this.
Su Qinghuan blushes when she thinks about it,
"Is it okay if I'm wrong?! I'm not looking for anyone else! Men all over the world are scumbags, but Master Zhanchen, you are the prettiest!"
The little fox raised her face aggrievedly. There was still a man's finger on her lips. Because of a sprained ankle, she could only hang weakly and half in the arms of the white-clothed monk.
If Zhan Chen hadn't supported her with the other hand, Su Qinghuan would have fallen into the bonfire at this very moment.
"Heh... little liar..."
A low laugh came from the air, faintly evil.
Su Qinghuan was taken aback for a moment, but when she looked up, she didn't see the man's smile.
Zhan Chen's expression suddenly returned to his original indifference, he let Su Qinghuan go, his eyes were silent.
"It's really uncomfortable to have an episode of love gu. The little monk also understands the "Yi Jin Jing", so I can protect the law for you first, and you will be fine for a few days."
"Wait until Jiangnan finds my master, and then carefully discuss the specific plan to expel the poison."
In fact, Zhan Chen is self-effacing. He is afraid that if he hastily used the "Yi Jin Jing" to expel Su Qinghuan's Gu, he might backfire. After all, he has no actual combat experience, so he still needs to discuss the countermeasures carefully with his master.
Master Liaokong's Dharma is proficient, but his foundation is not good, and his strength is not as good as this disciple.
So at the beginning, Liu Meier also made her idea to Zhan Chen, not to mention that Zhan Chen was so good-looking, Liu Meier also fell in love at first sight.
……
Su Qinghuan couldn't help curling her lips when she saw Zhan Chen's solemn and inviolable Kaolin Flower appearance.
"...Hey, Master Zhanchen, the "Yi Jin Jing" you learned is not half-baked, you know that there is another solution to love Gu."
Su Qing laughed with ill intentions, seeing Zhan Chen frightened with a cold and holy look, deliberately teased him.
As a result, the man only got a more indifferent expression.
Zhan Chen casually picked up a Heavenly Demon Whip that had been discarded by members of the Demon Cult, with a stern look on his face.
"Benefactor Qing Huan, if you talk nonsense again, do you want to taste the power of my whip?"
"..."
Why did this young monk suddenly change his face so quickly?
He was kind to her before, but now he is so cold.
Su Qinghuan curled her lips and could only sit upright.
"Okay, then you can suppress it for me first, otherwise I'm really afraid of doing something to you."
"..."
It's good that Su Qinghuan didn't mention this, but when he mentioned this, the monk in white couldn't control his eyes, and looked at the little fox's lips that were a little red from his abuse.
—He has tasted her.
Just once, for a few seconds, but it didn't fall off.
The girl's lips carried a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.
Like the winter plum that blooms every winter outside the window of his residence in Fanyin Temple.
……
The white-clothed monk suddenly felt a little lost. Somewhere in his heart, there was a sharp pain.
If the Gu poison is not cured, Su Qinghuan will definitely be controlled by this love Gu called Qi Luoxiang in the future. In the end, people will not be like humans, ghosts will not be like ghosts, and they will have to rely on men to live.
But, even if Su Qinghuan is cured, she will marry and have children, right?And with other men too...
……
The white-clothed monk was startled, because of the terrible thought that popped up in his mind, Du Neili's hand that fell behind the girl's back froze.
"What's wrong?"
The little fox blinked, looking surprised.
Seeing her clean eyes, the monk in white felt an indescribable shame in his heart.
Isn't it normal to marry and have children?
She is not a monk.
Zhan Chen held his breath and spoke calmly.
"It's nothing, let's continue."
"..."
what the hell.
This monk is a deadly arrogant and boring gourd.
Su Qinghuan curled her lips again, intentionally exasperated, and began to sing a familiar modern song.
"Women are Tigers".
"The little monk went down the mountain to Huazhai, the old monk had an explanation
The woman at the bottom of the mountain is a tiger, if you meet it, you must avoid it
Walking through village after village, the little monk thought to himself
Why do tigers look cute even though they don't eat people? "
Su Qinghuan's voice was crisp and clear, and when she hummed this song, she also had a sense of childish playfulness.
But the white-clothed monk was in a state of confusion, and he looked at Su Qinghuan helplessly.
"Master Qing Huan, are you a tiger? I think you are a fox, the one who only knows how to piss me off on purpose?"
"..."
"Oh, what if you guessed right? I really am a fox."
Su Qinghuan turned her head on purpose, and made a fox grinning like a fox, her face was gray anyway, and she wasn't afraid to make a more ugly face.
This ghostly smile is obviously not beautiful, but in the eyes of the white-clothed monk, it seems to be a thrilling omen.
He couldn't help but think of Su Qinghuan's ankle as thin and white as snow.
For a moment, there was nowhere to put his eyes, and the monk could only look out of the window.
But he saw the shadows of him and Su Qinghuan on the paper window, because of the light from the bonfire.
The silhouettes of the two people stretched so long that they seemed to merge into one body in the end, so close that it was hard to describe.
……
Seeing that Zhan Chen didn't dare to look at her, Su Qinghuan was suddenly surprised to find that his ears were so red!
This monk is so pure-loving that it kills him!
"Master Zhanchen, your heartbeat is so loud!"
The little fox went straight to him, and the white-clothed monk was caught off guard for a moment, and the two fell into a ball.
Su Qinghuan pressed on Zhan Chen's waist, the two looked at each other, and their breathing became heavy all of a sudden.
(End of this chapter)
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