Chapter 2982 Holy Monk's Lotus Essence (80)

The words of tiger and wolf are nothing more than that.

Ning Chen felt that she had used all her heart and soul to suppress her desire, and she would easily pry it up again.

He reached out and touched the back of her hand, just about to dodge.

The moment his fingertips touched the girl's skin, he paused.

A trace of doubt flashed in his indifferent eyes.

In the girl's pleasant floral fragrance, there is another kind of breath looming.

It's... the breath of humanity.

The breath of death.

He lowered his eyes, the color of his eyes under the eyelashes was terribly dark.

Ning Chen pursed his lips, but the girl had already moved over and kissed him softly.

He was stunned, and immediately reached out to hold her wrist, and pressed her shoulder with the other hand, preventing her from continuing to kiss him.

He whispered, "No way."

Bai Weiwei muttered dissatisfied, "You can just kiss, but can't I kiss you for a long time?"

These words made the young man speechless, it was indeed a sentence that could not be refuted.

He drooped his eyes and remained silent for a long time before he suddenly took her hand, led her to the futon, and pushed her to sit down.

Then he also sat cross-legged on another futon.

Bai Weiwei looked blank, "Why? Don't try to change the subject, you kissed me, you have to be responsible."

Ning Chen held the Buddha beads, looked up at her silently for a while, and then sighed softly.

"Humans and fairies are not the same age, I will die sooner or later."

He is like a generous elder, his eyes are cold and clean, and his words are gentle.

"What can you do if you put your affection on me? But for a hundred years, I'm just a pile of bones. You have nothing but sadness and weak strength."

Bai Weiwei stared at him blankly, then suddenly glared at him with displeasure.

Then she snorted coldly, "Are you trying to evade your responsibilities? Just tell me if you don't want to marry me. What's the point?"

She put her arms around her chest and said coldly: "As long as you can speak the truth, so can I. Monk, even the gods can't control feelings. It is said that for a hundred years, I will love you every day and every hour of the year."

Ning Chen's eyelashes trembled, and he felt that his heart was on the verge of collapse.

It's not so much that he wants to convince her.

It's better to convince yourself.

Bai Weiwei was still relentless, "If you don't admit it when you kiss someone, you're not a bad donkey, you're a typical playboy, and you don't intend to take responsibility for any of your words."

Ning Chen felt that he was about to be persuaded.

I feel like I'm an asshole if I don't marry her.

He tilted his eyes and said calmly, "Where did you go just now?"

Bai Weiwei glanced at him, and said lazily, "I'm looking for you."

Ning Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, as if casually, "Looking for it in the temple?"

Bai Weiwei smiled, "I couldn't find you in the temple, and I couldn't go to many places, so I went outside the temple to relax."

After she finished speaking, her brows turned cold.

"Why, I'm going to be restricted when I go out. You don't have the right to restrict where I go now?"

Ning Chen's tone was half puzzled, "Now?"

He thought she would say that he never restricted her power to go out.

Bai Weiwei raised her tone, with a little bit of pride in her eyes, "My husband has the right to restrict whether I go out, do you want it?"

Ning Chen: "..."

Then he turned sideways silently, without looking at her, and even took out the wooden fish and began to knock.

Bai Weiwei immediately moved the futon, she smiled maliciously, "Monk, does it feel good to kiss me, do you not forget the feeling?"

Ning Chen: "..."

Bai Weiwei was about to continue talking.

But I heard him say quietly: "Don't mention this matter."

Bai Weiwei: "?"

Ning Chen sighed: "Every time I want to play this, it's like a nightmare."

Bai Weiwei: "...a nightmare?"

Ning Chen nodded slowly, then knocked on the wooden fish, and it took him a long time to hear him whisper: "I had a nightmare of returning to vulgarity."

Bai Weiwei blinked suspiciously, "What kind of nightmare is being vulgar?"

Is it a nightmare to marry her after returning to vulgarity?

Ning Chen pursed his lips, "Because after returning to vulgarity, you can no longer recite scriptures."

Bai Weiwei: "..."