Be a squeamish bag in Unlimited Live

Jiang Chi originally thought that Sikong Yue would turn into a rage, but waited quietly and shrunk for a while, only to see the red-clothed boy part his lips and give a soft smile: "I was too impatient."

The little fox didn't understand. He tilted his head in a daze, and looked at the man with a pair of round blue eyes puzzled.

There was still a crimson palm print floating on Sikong Yue's already pale cheek, which set off even more the indescribable sinisterness in the brows and eyes hidden in the dark.

Jiang Chi subconsciously took a step back under the extremely cold gaze, and stammered, "If you want to call back, do as you please."

Who would have the heart to bully him like this.

Sikong Yue opened his mouth slowly, with an appearance of sincerely admitting his mistake: "I was obsessed with sex and offended the little Bodhisattva, and the little Bodhisattva should punish me whatever he wants."

He knelt down, and his eyes became distorted and fanatical after meeting Jiang Chi's eyes: "If the little Bodhisattva is unhappy, you can give me a few more slaps."

Who, who dares to fight, Sikong Yue is the only child of the Sikong family, if he really beats someone up, let alone complete the task, it will be good if he is not chased to the ends of the earth by Taiwei Sikong and Princess Lu.

However, according to the background of the plot, in this country where Buddhist beliefs are extremely fanatical, even the family of the public servants will inevitably give the monks some face. A character like Jiang Chi who condenses the beliefs of many people naturally has to be respected everywhere. a bit.

Sikong Yue had the audacity to insult him, even if he was stabbed and scolded, it should be Sikong Yue.

Thinking of this, the little fox's trembling heart finally settled down a little.

"Little Bodhisattva, what are you thinking?" Sikong Yue saw that the young man's eyes wandered, could he still wander in this situation?

A little dissatisfied, he pressed his tiger's jaw against the young man's thin chin, forcing him to only look at himself.

Jiang Chi couldn't help swallowing under the strong sense of oppression, tremblingly shaking his thick eye feathers as long as butterfly wings, trying to put on a haughty look: "Forget it, forget it, I forgive you!" is you."

He sincerely persuaded Sikong Yue, after all, it was said in the profile that he would drink with his cousin Lu Er in Hualou before, so he must be a straight man: "If you want a woman, go outside, you look good It's not bad, there must be many girls who like it, so don't bully me."

"Going outside? Bullying?" Sikong Yue bit these words with great interest, and then sighed pretendingly, "It seems that the little Bodhisattva still hasn't forgiven me."

"How can I have that kind of thought about the people around me? The people outside are just evil ghosts wearing rouge skin. They want to come and eat the little master."

"It's scary outside, little Bodhisattva."

It was really a needle in the bottom of a man's heart, and Jiang Chi's fox fur exploded.

Then what should he do?

Jiang Chi didn't notice whether he had spoken his heart out, but Sikong Yue moved a little closer, grabbed the boy's slender palm and placed it on his cheek:

"As I said before, I accept the punishment. I just hope that the little Bodhisattva will punish me a few more times. The more I punish, the happier I will be."

Good guy.

It was Jiang Chi's first time seeing a genuine shaking m, and he was a little at a loss for a while.

No, if you want to be beaten, go find like-minded people in other places, we are destined to be inappropriate, hey!

Although I have heard that some fanatic believers will be punished by Buddhists to wash away the sins left in the common world, but you clearly said that you do not believe in Buddhism the day you first met!

Sikong Yue pushed closer, and the two breaths were ambiguously intertwined again, but this time it was Jiang Chi who flinched.

The young man was only wearing an ordinary white shirt, because his sitting posture exposed overlapping snow-white slender calves, so thin and lonely like a pale flower branch, he was easily caught in his hands, and he had nowhere to escape .

Like a tender flower bud that still contains dew, under too rough ravage/ravage, it can only flatter and flatter the charming petals, revealing the curled and trembling core.

The silk socks that were only loosely fitted on the feet during the struggle were also torn off, revealing the pink and round toes.

Even the feet look like works of art made of white jade.

"Little Bodhisattva, you can punish me however you want. Use your hands and your feet to punish me well."

"Even if you want to step on my face, you are willing."

Jiang Chi's skin was aroused by these words, and now he regretted taking so many bribes from Sikong Yue.

Could it be that Sikong Yue actually lied to him, that he is actually a fanatic believer who is dying of illness?

This evil false Buddha will not be himself in the end, right?

Jiang Chi rubbed the goosebumps on his arms.

Sikong Yue almost forced the person directly onto the white gauze that was hanging down behind him, like a curl of mist, lifted up by the movement of the person coming, and slowly fell again, ambiguously wrapped around the pure but immature body of the young man .

Jiang Chi subconsciously stepped on the man's broad shoulders with his bare feet.

"Don't come here." He threatened weakly.

That pair of blue eyes glowing with lake light fixedly stared at Sikong Yue, even the indifferent expression was as beautiful as a porcelain doll, and the broken light was condensed in it, just like the cold and stunning ice:

"Go away."

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"Jia San, are you okay? This is your solution? Fortunately, I thought you had some wonderful plan. In the end, you didn't come in under my name."

In the garden of Sikong Mansion, there were several noisy voices.

"Cut, what's the matter? Sikong Yue is considered close to us on weekdays. Then it will be said that we have not found anyone and have entered his Buddhist temple by mistake."

Lu Yinzhao's face was ugly, he seemed to be afraid of his elder brother who was always gloomy and not easy to mess with by nature, looking at Sikong Yue's appearance that day, if Sikong Yue found out, he probably would have to go back and forth.

"Lu Er, don't pretend to be with us. If you are really afraid of your cousin, your son won't come with us now." The long-faced and thin man is Jia Yun, the third son of the current Fuguo General.

Another good friend is Pei Xian, the youngest son of Pei Shilang. He shook his head and let out a long sigh: "After all, it is the hero who is sad about the beauty."

"Whether she is a beauty or not is unknown."

"My brother, won't you show up in a while?"

"What are you afraid of? I asked someone to find out that he went out of the city today, and he won't come back until nightfall. Even if he really came back, what can he do with us?"

"If you want me to say it, you should be careful when you meet Princess Lu, and you will die even worse then."

The three of them stopped and walked with their fans, and they entered the land of no one in the huge Sikong Mansion.They were all used to dragging Sikong Yue around before, if the servants in the mansion saw them, they would just say "three young masters".

After bypassing a lotus pond, one could hear the sound of dripping water.

When I raised my eyes, I could only see large areas of lotus blooming in good momentum.

"Is anyone there?" Lu Yinzhao felt guilty, always feeling that something bad was going to happen, so he shrank his head and looked hopeless.

Jia San patted his shoulder with the folded fan bone, snorted and walked to the place where the sound of water sounded.

It was a well-developed lotus pond. Through the layers of lotus leaves, one could see a small boat parked in the center of the pond. If one raised his eyes, he could see a roll of snow-white soft flowers soaked in water. cloud yarn.

There are also a pair of shoes and soft silk socks by the pool.

The white gauze soaked in the water swayed and swayed, making people itch for no reason.

"Hiss, I didn't hear that there was a beauty added to the Sikong mansion." Jia San became curious, and immediately ignored the goal of their trip, he directly pushed the lotus flower and called the beauty lying on the boat.

Jiang Chi was originally taking advantage of Chi Xin's coolness to cool himself off from the summer heat. When he was drowsy, he heard someone calling him, so he sat up in the small boat in a daze, staring blankly at the three strangers who suddenly appeared. man.

There was an eerie silence in the air.

Jiang Chi hid in the lotus pond, hid half of his face behind a pink lotus, and watched these strangers warily.

The young man's small face, no bigger than a palm, was pretty white, with a glamorous radiance that even the blooming lotus could not hide, his pupils were dripping with affection, and there was a bright red cinnabar mole on the center of his brow.

"Whose little lady are you?" Jia San, a well-known dandy in the court of romance, couldn't help lowering his voice, but was pushed away by Lu Yinzhao, "You're just a little lady, and this is that little Bodhisattva."

He had known it earlier that the little Bodhisattva had a natural red mole between his eyebrows, so beautiful that he looked like a fairy.Even speaking loudly was afraid of scaring him.

Jia San couldn't bear it, he didn't expect this little Bodhisattva to be so beautiful in the painting, those beauties such as Qing Ji and Miao Yin disappeared from his heart in an instant, leaving only a blurred picture. Ruo Momei's face.

These three are not good people at first sight.

Jiang Chi hid among the lotus leaves, staring at them with a pair of blue orb-like eyes pretending to be fierce: "Where are you from? If Sikong Yue finds out that you came without your consent, he will be angry."

Sikong Yue was so angry that it was scary.

Jiang Chi moved his ankle, and the red gold bell adorned on it rang softly with the movement, which sounded nice, but made his steps invisible.

Jiang Chi didn't really want to recall how the man grabbed his ankle and forced him to put it on.Now it seems that the pain from being forcibly grasped still remains on the calf.

Sikong Yue, you idiot.

In short, he got his wish and was kicked by the soft and good-tempered little Bodhisattva in anger.

He deserves it.

Jia San smiled and opened the fan and shook it. He was really good at bluffing people when he was pretending: "The little Bodhisattva is out of touch now. I heard that monks save all sentient beings. Could it be that these sentient beings are divided into three, six or nine?" Wait, is there a difference between crossing and non-crossing?"

Of course there is no such thing.

The little Bodhisattva is simple by nature, and he is the easiest to deceive. When he said this, he felt that his practice was not enough and it was inevitable that he was narrow-minded. All three were fascinated.

"You're right, but what do you want me to do for you when you come to me?"

"Of course, it's a very important matter." Jia San laughed softly, and Lu Yinzhao looked beside him, feeling a little nauseated for some reason.

He looked at the little Bodhisattva who looked like a porcelain doll in a blink of an eye, and he really wanted to come by rowing a boat.

Lu Yinzhao whispered anxiously: "You don't want to do anything here, do you? If something happens to him, the Sikong Mansion will not spare us!"

"Even if I do, can they kill me?" Jia Sanyin smiled miserably, looking a little perverted for no reason.

Lu Er immediately regretted mentioning the existence of the Little Bodhisattva to these two cronies.

"Little Bodhisattva, come here again. I'm confused and need to be explained by the little Bodhisattva." Jia San's eyes became more and more hot, and the viscous desire/color was about to overflow from those sunken eye sockets like water slurry. Come out, turn into a net, and catch this egret-like beauty.

The closer Jiang Chi got, the more clear the beauty that looked like a spring flower in the heavy mist, the thick and long eyelashes, the water-red tender lips, and the light pink ice-white bones.

If you want to turn into a spirit-absorbing demon in your dreams, and haunt these dudes who strayed into the depths of the lotus root every day, making them toss and turn day and night, it will never be possible.

"Oh? What confusion? I'm also a little curious."

A man's gloomy and angry voice sounded behind him, Lu Er turned his neck stiffly, and the person behind him was Sikong Yue.