Chapter 2978 Holy Monk's Lotus Essence (76)

Most of the power that he had previously purified had returned.

The body is not so weak.

Ning Chen's finger lightly touched her cheek, and his cold eyes finally softened a bit.

The skin under the fingertips is delicate and tender, as slippery as a flower petal.

The cinnabar between the young man's eyebrows became even redder, even with a hint of strange darkness.

It seems that the desire cannot be suppressed and overflows by itself.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and he recited the scriptures silently again to suppress the desire in his body.

Then, just as he was about to withdraw his hand, he paused when he sensed something.

Once again... the breath of human essence appeared.

Ning Chen frowned strangely, he looked at the sleeping girl deeply.

Suddenly possessed, sniffed her neck lightly, no.

is clean.

If a demon absorbs the essence of human beings, then the essence must stay in the body, and this breath will be emitted everywhere.

But she is clean.

But he did notice that breath.

He was just about to bow his head again to smell something else.

The girl suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were clear, and when he got close, she suddenly raised her head.

The lips of the two of them just rubbed together.

Ning Chen was taken aback for a moment before reacting, his face turned red.

He immediately pushed her away from behind, but she had already taken the opportunity to put her arms around his neck, and raised her head to kiss him deeply.

Soft lips, like the most fragrant wine.

Even if the monk has never drunk alcohol.

I also feel the uncontrollable, unstoppable, and even dizzy intoxication.

His breath was filled with her fragrance.

The heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably, and the temperature of the skin began to boil.

Everything is on the verge of getting out of control.

He grabbed her arm suddenly and stepped back before leaving her.

Bai Weiwei looked at him as if she had just woken up, with a few mist in her eyes, and the tails of her eyes were red.

She slowly stretched out her fingertips, touched her lips, and said with a smile: "Monk, what were you doing just now? Kissing me secretly?"

It's just a slap in the face.

Ning Chen couldn't explain it, and suddenly approached her.

After all, she was very clean, with that vaguely human aura.

More like an illusion.

Bai Weiwei propped her chin lazily with one hand, winking like silk, "Don't hide, I'm a concubine, let's take this opportunity to do good things."

Ning Chen didn't look at her, but got up calmly and walked directly across the water.

His footsteps were steady, but they brought out ripples on the water.

It seems that the steps are a little heavier.

Bai Weiwei also jumped up, followed behind him, and chased after him.

"Monk, don't go, come on, let's do something beautiful together."

Ning Chen ran faster.

Bai Weiwei grinned, ran over, and grabbed behind him.

Ning Chen's footsteps were a little messy, and his tone sank two points, "Relax."

Bai Weiwei was like a koala, hugging him, squinting her eyes and said, "You are mine, so I won't let you go."

He struggled step by step, and finally walked back to the meditation room.

Just about to wave for a bowl.

But he felt the back, the soft girl's breath gently blowing over his neck.

Her voice was soft and sweet, "Monk, are you tempted by me, or why would you sneak up here suddenly, do you want to touch me?"

Ning Chen paused.

The girl behind her rubbed and rubbed hard, but she didn't let go.

She bewitched in a low voice: "You can do whatever you want to me, and I can bear anything."

Ning Chen's breath sank, and the cinnabar between his brows burned.

His fingertips trembled slightly, his voice cooled down, "Release."

Obviously he could push her away by himself, but he could only stand there blankly, his voice still had some strength.

Bai Weiwei's rascal picked him up.

"So what if you don't let go."

It's like knowing he can't do anything.

She was nasty, and deliberately continued to stay behind him, trying to trick him.

Just when her hand was about to enter the unspeakable place.

All of a sudden, she was pushed onto the table.

Under the table, there are scriptures scattered in all directions.

Her eyes were a little dazed, and she looked up at Ning Chen on her body.

The young man looked down at her, in the black eyes, there was a thick and disturbing darkness rolling.

He was a little different than usual.

That kind of ascetic coldness, but a little more dangerous hostility.

It seems to be some kind of monster, hiding in it, ready to move.