Chapter 777: Wang Chen’s Darkening Extra (5)

Shen Mubai knew that the monk was talking about the gentle breeze coming slowly, but it had nothing to do with her.

"The man said that his sweetheart was wearing pink clothes and had a rare and stunning appearance." Wangchen's tone was still so gentle, but the oppressive aura was even worse.

Chen Mubai secretly cursed Qingfeng Xulai and replied, "I only saved him once, and then he got entangled. I have been avoiding him for the past two days. I don't know him at all."

"The poor monk knows." Wangchen kissed her face, "Does the female donor treat other men like she does to the poor monk outside?"

Before Shen Mubai had time to answer, she was bitten with another bite of tender meat. She was so angry that she yelled, "Why do you, a monk, bite people?"

There was moisture in her eyes, and the bite hurt a little.

"Female donor, please keep your voice down. Although the brothers and sisters have already rested at this hour, there is no guarantee that any of them will pass by here at night." Wangchen said in a gentle tone as he licked and sucked the piece of meat.

Shen Mubai felt that she was blind because she thought this monk was easy to bully. Now she had nowhere to cry, so she could only hold back and said, "Monk, what do you want to do? I admit that I did that because I thought you were funny before. Just to tease you, I did do this before when you were still Wangchen, but I was just playing around, and you didn’t take it seriously. Don’t you also think I’m lying?”

"The poor monk never remembers that." Wangchen's tone became colder, and he tugged on her collar.

Shen Mubai was stunned.

"The poor monk only knows." He paused and continued, "It was the female donor who provoked the poor monk first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Mubai's clothes were lifted off, and goosebumps appeared.

Wangchen moved his body a little closer, firmly restraining her in that piece of heaven and earth, "I can't look back now, poor monk."

His lips with a bit of cold temperature fell down, causing a shiver.

Shen Mubai couldn't bear this strong aggression. Whenever his body was about to slip down, he would be picked up by a pair of big hands.

Until she was naked, the monk's clothes were only a little messy.

Although his skills are young, he becomes more and more proficient as time goes by.

Shen Mubai wanted to but was unable to resist. She was kissed until she was breathless and her legs and feet were weak.

Until the dark Zen room was slightly illuminated by a layer of dim light.

It turned out to be the oil lamp on the table, which was lit by Wangchen at some point.

The face that was as clear as the bright moon and the breeze was revealed, the gentle eyes seemed to be covered with a deep layer, the chaotic breathing, the staring eyes, and the slightly low and hoarse voice, "The female donor .”

He is no longer holy and noble, as if he has fallen from the Buddhist gate into the demonic gate, and the aura around him has become chaotic.

Shenmu's white eyes were covered with mist, and her red lips were slightly panting. Before she could say a word, she saw the dark eyes of the monk opposite her, and pressed her eyes again. At the same time, his big hands began to move around her body.

Originally, she didn't feel anything in the darkness, but now that the oil lamp was on, she could see the scriptures and futons placed in the Zen room, which were clean and pure.

Now, it has a sense of ambiguity.

And the face in front of her, the Buddhist fragrance that came from her body from time to time, stimulated Shen Mubai's nerves, making her full of shame and guilt.