Chapter 800 It’s so good that I have you
“Little monk…”
Shijiu lowered his head and laughed lowly, “It’s so good that I have you.”
After saying that, without waiting for Xi Mo to show doubts, she gently stroked his cheek, looked for his half-open lips, and kissed him.
Maybe...
Everything in the dream was something she had experienced before.
The creatures in the world blame her, blame her, hate her...
But...
Now she only cares about one person.
“This God is really...”
Leaning on Xi Mo's shoulder, Shi Jiu deeply inhaled the fragrance of his body, his cheeks were slightly red, "I am becoming more and more reluctant to take you into my belly."
"You win this life-saving bet. "
She said, her red lips opened wide, and she bit Xi Mo's neck hard, "Win completely"
"His~"
< br>The sudden pain in his neck made Xi Mo take a breath.
He hugged Shijiu's waist, took her out of the house, and placed her on the window, "As long as Ajiu doesn't get angry."
He smiled and let Shijiu bite his neck. .
“Humph!”
Shi Jiu looked down at Xi Mo, snorted coldly, then held his face and kissed his lips again.
The sweet smell of rust spread in their mouths...
"Smelly and..."
A sharp bird call suddenly came from the sky...
As soon as Qingdiao learned from Wu Xin that Xi Mo had returned to Xiangyun Temple, he went here Flying over.
It was extremely angry.
Obviously it was the contracted beast of the smelly monk, but the smelly monk never took it into his heart.
Even forgetting it for so long!
Obviously at the beginning...
It shouted in the bottom of its heart with great grievance, "It was you who provoked me first!"
"..."
< br>Suddenly hearing this accusation, Xi Mo's face darkened instantly.
"Pfft hahahahahaha..."
And Shi Jiu leaned on Xi Mo's shoulder, head buried in laughter. Her face, which was already slightly red, became even more rosy because of this laughter.
Xi Mo saw that the air-conditioning around his body seemed to turn into substance, and Qing Diao was so frightened that he quickly returned the way he came.
It’s over!
It’s over! It’s over! It’s over!
As long as Qingdiao thinks of his master's dissatisfied expression, he will be filled with fear! ! !
"Hey, hey..."
With widened round eyes, he suddenly saw Wu Xin going that way, Qing Diao quickly stopped him, "Little nephew, don't go there yet. ..."
"Return?"
Wu Xin held the Buddha string in his hand, panting slightly, and looked at the green eagle blocking him, "Have you seen Uncle Master?"
"Yes..."
Qing Diao flew to Wu Xin's shoulder with his head hanging down, looking like he was dying, "I feel like I'm going to die..."
Wu Xin: "..."
He should just now blocked.
But the green eagle flew too fast, and even if he tried his best to catch up, he still couldn't catch up.
"Amitabha, it's okay."
Wuxin put his hands together and recited the Buddha's name, "Uncle Master shouldn't blame you."
Qingdiao: " ...Really?"
"Probably..."
Wu Xin twisted the Buddha string and replied uncertainly.
"Come back yet!"
In his mind, an indifferent and cold voice suddenly appeared. Qing Diao stood on Wu Xin's shoulder, his body trembling subconsciously.
“What’s wrong?” Wu Xin was confused.
“Woooooooo~”
Wu Xin saw the green eagle fluttering its wings, looking back three times with a look of death, and flying towards the courtyard where his uncle was.
Wuxin: "..."
Wuxin twisted the Buddha string and was silent for a long time. He raised his feet and was about to follow the green sculpture.
"President."
Behind him, a young monk wearing a blue-gray monk's robe ran up, clasped his hands together, and nodded respectfully to Wu Xin, "A benefactor has come to fulfill his wish."< br>
(End of this chapter)