Fan Xiu's expression was indifferent, and his beautiful handsome face did not fluctuate in the slightest, obviously he was extremely gentle, but it made people feel so far away and untouchable.

This brings to mind a sentence.

Never fall in love with a person who is gentle in nature, he treats you well, it is his duty to be gentle, and yes

It's not that you have nothing to do with it.

You are sentient beings.

He is gentle with all beings.

……

The monk's indifferent face did not fluctuate in the slightest, which inevitably made Fu Yue a little frustrated, and this person's reaction was like wood.

Brahma walked slowly past.

He sat down on a futon, folded his hands, closed his eyes, and began to meditate without looking at Fu Yue again.

A stunningly beautiful banshee in red.

She also leaned over slowly, first carefully stretched out her fingertips, tentatively grabbed Fan Xiu's sleeve, and seeing that he didn't react, Fu Yue's courage grew.

From the sleeves, to the shoulders, to the neck.

The girl's slender hands were white and tender, soft and cold, and they were doing evil things.

In the end, he was stopped.

The snow-clad monk opened his eyes and looked at Fu Yue's eyes, with a faint helplessness, just like looking at a willful junior.

"Jiang Ji, what exactly do you want to do?"

Fu Yue blinked and tilted his head.

She leaned next to the monk, pinched the corners of the other's clothes with her fingers, and said honestly, "I'm seducing you." ”

Sanskrit: "......"

Fu Yue continued to speak in an astonishing voice, "Holy monk, do you know that I admire you." ”

The impact of these words is not small.

Anyway, Fan Xiu was shocked, he subconsciously stood up, wanting to avoid Fu Yue in front of him, but he was grabbed by the girl's shoulders and his feet slipped...... The two of them rolled straight together, looking at each other.

The red-clothed banshee smiled, she lowered her head and kissed Fan Xiu's lips, feeling a faint fragrance, clear and charming.

Of course, the main thing is the thrill.

"Is it true that the holy monk doesn't have the slightest feeling for me? I don't think so, can you tolerate other people, like this...... Is it right for you? ”

Entangled lips and teeth.

Fu Yue relied on his courage and bullied the white-clothed holy monk under him thoroughly.

Coming back to his senses, Fan Xiu's clear and clean eyes regained focus, and when he saw the girl's face that was close at hand, he pushed her away almost in a panic, and his steady breathing turned rapid.

"You, nonsense!"

Even if it's angry.

Fan Xiu couldn't think of any words to scold her, so he could only pretend to be fierce and reprimanded softly.

"According to your cultivation, you could have avoided me, Holy Monk, but you didn't."

Fan Xiu opened his lips, but he didn't say a word of rebuttal.

The stunning face is slightly pale.

The fingers pinching the Buddha beads tightened slightly, Fan Xiu lowered his eyelashes, and he stood up to himself, and a faint voice sounded.

"Donor, please come back."

Fu Yue stubbornly stared at Fan Xiu, and said word by word: "Is there really no love in the heart of the holy monk? ”

The picturesque eyebrows of the snow-clothed holy monk are compassionate, not happy or angry: "With both hands together, there are all sentent beings in my heart." ”

Fu Yue stared at him for a long time before he smiled very lightly: "Okay." ”

The red-clad banshee turned and left.

After the man left, the monk spread out his hand, and a string of broken Buddha beads lay quietly on the snow-white palm.

The Buddha has a fate, and the temple does not leave a lover.

You and I are all sentient beings, and life and death are not dependent on each other.

The bones of the Buddha of the tenth generation were destroyed in one fell swoop.

The compassionate monk in snow clothes smiled bitterly, looked at the gods and Buddhas in his eyes, and knocked on the wooden fish to atone for his sins.

His Buddha fate was finally broken