Chapter 159: The overbearing queen conquers the unintentional holy monk 28
The moonlight is moving, the lotus leaves are rippling, and the red lotus is burning.
Shu Ange and Xuan Jing embraced the water, kissed the corners of his eyes and brows like a dragonfly, and finally landed on his lips.
His lips were hot, and hers was cold, cold and hot, making Xuanjing's heart feel like it was in water, ups and downs, involuntarily and clumsily responding.
The lips and teeth of the two were entangled, and their love was so deep that Shu Ange and Xuan Jing hugged tightly.
At this moment, through the bewitching of aphrodisiac, Xuanjing forgot the rules and regulations, only her beautiful eyes were in her eyes.
"The target character's favorability rating is +6, and the current favorability rating is 43. Good luck to the host."
The system prompts always come so timely, and Shu Ange kisses more deeply.
The moon is hazy, the birds are hazy, and all sounds are silent.
The Tsing Yi guards turned around in tacit understanding, the moon tonight is so good, and the eaves of Huangjue Temple are so beautiful.
After the kiss, Xuanjing finally regained consciousness and strength. He pushed Shu Ange away, took a step back, put his palms together and said, "Amitabha."
In an instant, all the charms vanished, and Shu Ange stared blankly at the mysterious mirror.
The distance between the two was only a few steps, but a high cliff was born out of thin air. She smiled, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, and her expression was lonely and bitter.
"Xuanjing, after so long, do you really not understand my heart?"
Xuanjing closed his eyes and wanted to hold the Buddha beads, but found that the Buddha beads had long been scattered elsewhere.
Without the Buddha beads in his hand, he felt infinite sadness in his heart. Did the Buddha dislike him, a disciple of the six impure delusions of female sex.
"Your Majesty, the poor monk is rude."
In the middle of the night, the lotus pond was cold, and the mysterious mirror stood in the cold water, and the coolness was almost immersed in the bones.
He didn't dare to look at Shu Ange's expression at the moment, but he couldn't ignore the disappointment in her tone.
In this life, he is afraid that he will bear this affection.
Shu Ange didn't say anything. Xuanjing had to stay in the water for a while before the medicinal power on Xuanjing's body completely receded, so she silently accompanied her in the water.
It seems that the stars are not last night, for whom is the wind dew for mid-night.
After standing in the water for nearly half an hour, Shu Ange's whole body was cold, and his consciousness was sometimes awake and sometimes drowsy, the moon shadows in the water, and Xuan Jing's face became blurred.
She does not inhale too much aphrodisiac like Xuanjing, her body is full of yang fire, and the cold water is just balanced.
The female body is inherently yin, and Shu Ange has been standing in the extremely yin place for so long.
After a while, Shu Ange calculated that the effect of the medicine should pass, his teeth chattered, and squeezed out a pale smile: "Get out of the water, the effect of the medicine should pass, you should rest in the meditation room tonight, and I will let you give it to me tomorrow. Bring the medicine to restore the body."
When she spoke, she felt that the world was spinning, and she almost fell into the water with a slant. In order not to lose his composure in front of Xuanjing, after Shu Ange finished speaking, he walked towards the shore with a deep foot and a shallow foot.
The sound of rushing water broke the silence of the night. Shu Ange passed through the lotus flowers, feeling desolate in his heart.
Xuan Jing opened her eyes and looked at her thin and thin back. She had mixed feelings for a while, and after a moment of silence, she also followed the path she had walked towards the shore.
The silt sank in the place where she walked, and Xuan Jing stepped on it barefoot, covering her two footprints.
After Shu Ange got ashore, her head became more and more dizzy when the wind blew, but she still cheered up and stretched out her hand towards Xuanjing.
As soon as the two went up and down, the surface of the mysterious mirror was reddish, and Shu Ange's face was as pale as paper.
[This story has more than ten chapters to end, and the next story is estimated to be in the entertainment industry]