[Journey to the West] Empty Enlightenment Bodhi

When the steamed stuffed buns came up, Little Bodhi took advantage of the situation to end the conversation. He put the steamer in front of him, and said in a childish voice, "It's all mine, you are not allowed to snatch it from me."

The little monkey smiled and pushed towards Little Bodhi: "I don't like to eat this if anyone will snatch it from you."

"Then what do you like to eat?" Little Bodhi continued to ask in a childish voice.

"Ah," the little monkey thought for a while, then said, "Tofu. Yours."

"You are stealing my idea," Little Bodhi muttered dissatisfiedly, "There is nothing new at all."

"Why do you want new ideas?" The little monkey smiled, "Isn't there enough thought for you?"

Little Bodhi didn't understand it at first, but later she came back to it and took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun with her mouth stuffed, pretending that she was very busy, but in fact she didn't know how to answer.

"Eat slowly, if you don't have enough, order more." The little monkey added two more bowls of porridge, "No one will compete with you."

"Why are you so kind?" Little Bodhi looked at him suspiciously, licked his lips, swallowed a bun, and he returned to his mischievous appearance before, "You are so generous to tell me that you can't do enough? To be honest, Did you stuff double the chili sauce in the buns?"

"Ah, you reminded me," the little monkey picked up a bottle of chili sauce, making a gesture to put it in Little Bodhi's bun.

Little Bodhi covered her cage, determined not to let the little monkey succeed: "Go away, take your chili sauce and go away."

The little monkey put down the chili sauce with a smile, and turned to brush with Little Bodhi: "Hey."

"What are you doing?" Little Bodhi opened his eyes and looked at the little monkey, holding his hands on the small cage vainly, for fear that the little monkey would attack his buns with a slap in the face.

"Do you need to defend me like a thief?" The little monkey laughed.

"It's useful." Little Bodhi stared at the little monkey with a pair of right and wrong eyes, "You don't know that you are a bad person. You are so rotten. If I don't pay attention, you will pour chili sauce into my bowl." .”

The little monkey smiled and said, "You still remember."

"Of course." Little Bodhi confidently said, "You are a good or bad person. If I don't remember clearly, I don't know how many times I will be tricked by you in the future."

"I see," the little monkey pretended to be contemplative, and asked him for a moment, "Then what should I do if this rotten and rotten person is hungry?"

"Then," Little Bodhi hesitated for a while, "Shall I call you a bowl of tofu nao?" Little Bodhi clutched his little pocket tightly, "Let me tell you, there is only one bowl, and I didn't bring that much money."

The little monkey laughed: "But I don't want to eat tofu nao."

"Then what do you want to eat?" Little Bodhi asked tentatively, "Bean brain flower?"

"I don't want to eat," Wukong said lying on the table, looking sideways at Little Bodhi.

"Vegetarian buns?" Little Bodhi bit half of the buns, thought for a while, and continued to ask Wukong, "Vegetarian wontons?"

"I don't want to eat." Wukong lay on the table, looked sideways at Little Bodhi, and continued to shake his head slightly.

"But there's nothing else here." Little Bodhi frowned, "How about we go to the fruit stand next door and buy you some peaches?"

Wukong looked at little Bodhi's eyebrows and eyes seriously, and said nonsense seriously: "But I just want to eat rotten meat and cowpea buns, what should I do."

"Then," Little Bodhi thought for a while, and handed the unfinished bun to the little monkey, "This is for you?"

The little monkey looked at the meat bun that Little Bodhi had taken a bite of, and smiled: "God, in your eyes, am I only worth a bite of rotten meat and cowpea bun?"

"Then, how about I change it for you?" Little Bodhi seemed to have made up his mind, and took his hand away from the cage, trying to pick a bun that wasn't that big for the person opposite.

Wukong looked at Little Bodhi's solemn expression of bun size, couldn't help laughing, he took Little Bodhi's hand, and bit it down.

The beans of the rotten meat cowpea buns were cooked just right, with a soft and delicate touch. Wukong swallowed the small mouthful of buns, licked the corners of his lips, bit his teeth lightly on Little Bodhi’s hand, and licked Little Bodhi’s with the tip of his tongue. finger.The eyebrows and eyes seem to have a hook, which is breathtaking.

Little Bodhi almost threw the bun in his hand in shock: "What are you doing!"

"I learned from you," Wukong said innocently, shamelessly and innocently, "Did you lick my palm like this a few days ago?"

Little Bodhi: "I'll just say you are good or bad!"

The little monkey ignored Little Bodhi's accusation. He looked into Little Bodhi's eyes and asked with a smile, "Are the buns delicious?"

"Didn't you taste it just now?" Little Bodhi bit the bun and looked up at him, "Do you think it's delicious? In fact, I think the bun in this shop is better than the one next door. Really, do you want to try another one?" .” Little Bodhi took a whole bun and handed it to Wukong.

Wukong smiled, took the steamed stuffed bun from Little Bodhi, changed hands and put it back in the cage: "You asked me if it's delicious, it's delicious," Wukong said with a serious smile, with a mocking appearance, but serious Said the heart-breaking love words, "Then I must say it is delicious, it is delicious." Wukong laughed, "Besides, it is the steamed stuffed bun you gave me willingly, how could it not be delicious."

Little Bodhi: "Why are you so bad?"

"I'm broken somewhere," Wukong said with a smile, "I think I'm handsome."

Little Bodhi rolled his eyes towards the sky: "You are really bad to the bone."

"Bad to the bone?" Wukong raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Are you sure you don't want to say that I am handsome to the bone?"

"Handsome, handsome," Little Bodhi nodded, "Handsome and bad."

"Well, that's about the same." Wukong nodded in satisfaction, and removed his claws covering the cage.

As soon as Little Bodhi got the steamed stuffed bun, he immediately retorted lively and vigorously: "It looks handsome on the outside, but it's really bad on the inside."

Wukong laughed, shaking his head, smiling very happily.

A smile is probably the most contagious thing in the world.Little Bodhi also laughed, his brows and eyes stretched.

"Still nervous?" the little monkey asked him slowly, with a smile in his words.

"Who, who is nervous?" Little Bodhi's originally calm mood began to turbulent again, a heart raised to the mouth of his throat, and it was about to burst open his throat, and jumped out, all parts of his body clamored for the infatuation of the person in front of him. Love, but Bodhi's face is just stubborn, "I'm not nervous."

Having said that, when the little monkey approached, Little Bodhi subconsciously clenched his fingers.

Cool, a little soft, with a refreshing aroma.

Little Bodhi subconsciously closed his eyes.

The little monkey chuckled in his ear, and the warm breath sprayed on his neck, softening half of his body. Little Bodhi only felt that his legs went limp after hearing this man's words. I can't even use my strength, and I can't even stand up.

Wukong held Little Bodhi with one hand, and brushed the tip of his tongue over Little Bodhi's lips. Bodhi opened his mouth, opened his lips, and silently invited the other party.

Wukong's lips and tongue are entangled with Bodhi's. It is obviously just a light touch of the tip of the tongue, but it seems that a whole yuan has passed. The waiting time is long and short. Soon, Wukong's tongue rolls away the tip of Bodhi's tongue, sweeping away Passing Bodhi's lips, the turbulent love flowed into each other's hearts.

Obviously only lips and teeth meet, but it is like two souls traveling through mountains and rivers, embracing each other and relying on each other.

Bodhi swallowed the sweetness of the smuggling, Wukong's hand behind Bodhi gradually moved down, and Wukong's bent waist gradually straightened.

Wukong watched Bodhi's change, and couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes.

Gradually, as Bodhi's body lengthened, Wukong no longer had any scruples, and let go of his hands and feet. The entwined lips and tongues of the two changed the battlefield once, and then shifted the battlefield again. You come and go, chasing and entangled, inseparable The lingering love made this moment short and wonderful.

As the two of them exchanged lips and tongues, chasing the thin and sweet water, chasing the steps of each other's figure, there was only each other left in their world.

This is not just a kiss, but a dance of two souls.

Wukong's hand on Bodhi's waist embraced Bodhi's gradually softening waist and legs, becoming the strength to support Bodhi.The other hand brushed Bodhi's long-opened eyebrows. The exquisite eyebrows are still the same as before, with the original laziness and a little bit of pettiness. The sleepiness is like a cat in the afternoon, but it can stretch out its sharp claws at any time. .

Bodhi didn't seem to realize what happened, but was immersed in this kiss, as if swimming in the once beautiful imagination, as if indulging in those beautiful but false dreams, unwilling to open his eyes.

"This is what you said, growing up may only take one day, maybe a year, or maybe a lifetime?" Wukong looked at Bodhi who had grown up in an instant, and let go of the young man's bitten lips. Those lips were like Wukong's teasing It is dyed a delicate red, so tempting that people can't help but want to lick and take a bite.It's just that this time the bright red color is not because of the chili sauce, but because of that lingering and meticulous kiss.

Bodhi licked his lips before realizing the change in perspective.The originally exquisite eyebrows and eyes looked extraordinarily charming under his movements: "Well," the voice that had just fought for moisture was hoarse, and the words he spoke were a little loose.

But Wukong loves his appearance very much.Wukong brushed Bodhi's eyebrows with his hand, and landed on Bodhi's lips: "Why didn't you say earlier, the way you grow up is so simple, it made me suffer for so many days in vain."

"I said, you are a big man." The young man smiled, the thin red stained before had not faded, and the smile at the moment added a bit of inexplicable flavor, Wukong's Adam's apple rolled up and down, pressing Touching the boy's lips, he swallowed back all the boy's unfinished words.

The lips and teeth meet, lingering and slippery.The color of everything in the world has faded, and there are only two people embracing each other in the whole world, their lips and tongues intertwined, communicating their nostalgia for each other.