Chapter 107 The Color of Charm
Lying on the bed, she calmly took a pill, and after watching the smoke spread out, a figure jumped in, and she closed her eyes as if she was asleep.
A figure walked to the side of the bed, opened the bed tent, looked at the exquisite little face on the bed, and let out a tsk tsk: "What a delicate little monk, there is still a faint light of the holy Buddha on his body, I didn't expect such a mortal person The land, and such good things, if it sucks your essence, Yang Shen, it will be a big supplement."
In the darkness, it was faintly visible that the woman had a very plump and sexy figure, dressed in a light gauze, but with high slits on the skirt, revealing a long slender leg, a beautiful and enchanting face, and a head like silk. The soft ink hair was scattered behind him, exuding the ultimate temptation all over his body.
She stared at the little monk on the bed as if she was staring at her prey, her beautiful eyes flickering, and she murmured: "The essence of the yang god at the peak is the most important supplement. It's a pity to let you fall asleep like this!"
Tangning only listened to her whispering there, and thought to herself. During her breathing, she felt a medicinal smell being inhaled by her between her nostrils, and when she smelled it was a refreshing medicine, she felt a move in her heart.
"Little monk? Little monk awake?" The woman had already lit the lamp, and the light illuminated the room, making her beautiful and enchanting face even more charming under the lamp.
When she heard the charming voice from the woman, Tangning opened her eyes and saw the woman who suddenly appeared in the room, with a look of shock on her face, she quickly got up and shrank to the corner, "Who, who are you? Why are you in the little monk's room? inside?"
The seductive woman covered her lips and chuckled, walked up and sat down by the bed, leaning halfway on the bed, looking at the little monk in the corner with her beautiful eyes, and smiling tenderly: "Little monk? Am I beautiful?" While speaking, the woman lowered her collar, revealing a large snow-white beauty.
Tangning noticed that when the woman spoke, the other party's eyes were full of charm. However, she was a woman, so even if the other party was alluring and lying on her bed, she probably wouldn't be in the mood. There will be a little lost.
After all, her orientation is very normal. It would be weird if she could really have a rippling mind in front of a woman!
She glanced at the woman, took a deep breath and exhaled softly, then put her hands together and said softly, "Amitabha Buddha, female benefactor, the dew is heavy in the middle of the night, you will catch a cold like this."
The charming smile on the woman's lips froze slightly, staring at the little monk who looked like an old monk in meditation, and then smiled charmingly: "Hehe, you little monk has good concentration, no wonder you can cultivate the holy Buddha. Light."
Hearing the woman's words, Tangning's heart moved slightly. She looked at her and asked suspiciously, "What is the light of the holy Buddha? Is it on the little monk? Why can't the little monk see it?"
Seeing the little monk tilting his head and looking at her, with a look of doubt on her delicate and outstanding face, the woman grinned and said, "Among our acacia lineage, there are only a dozen people who have this ability, and it's my luck. Well, you must know that even in the land of immortals, the only ones who can cultivate Buddha's light are some old monks in Buddhism."
Her tone changed, and her gaze fell on Tangning's face, "It's rare to see a young monk like you." After she finished speaking, she gently lifted her long fingers, and the light veil on her body fell to the ground...