Chapter 153: The overbearing queen conquers the unintentional holy monk 22
"put?"
Shu Ange restrained his smile, his brows became cold, and he said word by word: "When Xuan Jing wants to let go of me, when will I let Master go."
She was aggressive, Xuan Jing opened her eyes, there was no joy or sadness in her eyes, and there was no Shu Ange, only a pond full of wind and lotus.
"Your Majesty was ordered to sit in the sky and take over the world, and you have good talents to match, so why bother the poor monks."
The calmer he was, the more Shu Ange's anger surged: "Since the master has no intention, why don't you look into my eyes and talk."
She leaned forward, but Xuanjing avoided her sideways, turned her head slowly, and stared into Shu Ange's eyes: "Your Majesty, all the evil karma done in the past was caused by beginningless greed, hatred, and delusion, born from the body, speech, and mind, everything. I repent now."
"Ha ha."
Shu Ange laughed at himself and approached Xuanjing again: "If I don't want to, if I don't allow it, if I don't allow it."
Her brows were arrogant and her tone was arrogant and domineering.
Xuanjing twisted the Buddha beads, looked sympathetic, and bowed to Shu Ange.
Shu Ange reached out to grab Xuan Jing's wrist, he dodged and the two fought again.
After months of training, Shu Ange was not Wuxia Amon long ago, and Xuanjing's martial arts were not as good as the queen's. After a few tricks, she threw Xuanjing to the ground.
This is a very ambiguous gesture, and Shu Ange realized it only after pressing the mysterious mirror to the ground.
To prevent him from breaking free, she pressed his arm with one hand, her thigh pressed against his body, and her arm pressed against his chest.
Xuanjing was pressed on the cold ground, and Shu Ange's flamboyant eyebrows were close at hand. At this moment, he gave up the struggle instead, sighed slightly, and said, "Your Majesty is a draft and married, and the poor monk Angelica Lanruo Temple."
Seeing him at this moment, his face was still calm, and Shu Ange couldn't help but get angry.
Obviously his heartbeat is close at hand, obviously his temperature is as hot as hers, but he wants to treat himself as a mindless wooden Buddha statue.
Looking at his clear eyes, Shu Ange no longer hesitated, leaned over and forced a kiss.
When their lips touched, Xuan Jing frowned, but Shu Ange almost used all his strength to restrain him, so he could only passively accept the kiss.
Perhaps it was because he had been a vegetarian for many years, his breath was warm and clean, with a faint scent of sandalwood, which made Shu Ange very happy.
After Shu Ange's lips were pressed against his thin lips, he wanted to entangle with his lips and teeth, but Xuanjing closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, showing no intention of cooperating.
Seeing him like this, Shu Ange's eyes darkened, and he gently traced the shape of his lips with the tip of his tongue. After tracing it again, he kissed his eyes again.
Her kiss was lingering, her breathing was scorching hot, how could Xuanjing ever be so bewitched, her heart beat faster involuntarily, and even her breathing became cramped.
At this moment, he suddenly realized why monks need to reboot.
The monks often accompany the ancient Buddha with the blue lamp. The world only loves the vivid colors and fragrances. When a thought arises, the demons are born, and the mysterious mirror is very restrained.
"Your Majesty, please—"
Before Xuanjing's heavy words could be spoken, Shu Ange slid the clove tongue naughty while he was speaking.
He wanted to clench his teeth, but Shu Ange didn't care, if he bit down, he would definitely hurt her.
Shu Ange's kissing skills were jerky, and after a random kiss, she was out of breath first, and afraid that Xuanjing would get angry, she took the initiative to let go of Xuanjing and ended the kiss.
Xuanjing's face was as usual, Shu Ange's face was crimson, and the water in her eyes was full of waves. She stood up and watched Xuanjing sit up from the ground and straighten the monk's clothes and hat as usual.
(La la la, I finally got to kiss, Sahua Sahua, but Su, Xuan Jingjing is going to be angry, what should I do)
【One sentence small theater】
An Ge: "The Lun family don't want to be the queen, the Lun family wants a hug from Xuanjing!"
Xuanjing: "..."