"What do you think of me like this?" I realized the heat in Jin Chu's eyes, Feizhi slowly closed the door and looked at her in confusion.

"Among the words Amitabha Buddha have such an effect. If I say it, will they be afraid?"

Looking at her expression full of desire and advice, he smiled slightly.

I am used to seeing girls calmly and self-control all the way. This innocence that rarely shows is really a joke.

Especially with his head tilted and his obedient look, he wanted to touch her soft hair.

After all, he was not an impulsive person. Fei Zhi once again suppressed some strange thoughts about Jinchu, took off the Buddhist beads on his wrist and handed them to her.

"This is the blessing of the little monk, so I can defend against demons."

The ordinary sandalwood Buddhist beads carried incense belonging to the Buddhist holy land. She did not refuse and took it over and said with a smile: "I would like to ask for one thing and two things, so I will not be polite to you."

Fei Zhi curled his lips helplessly, and the smile that he rarely showed appeared again and again.

Fortunately, the little monk has a handsome face and is not very beautiful, so his smile does not make Jin Chu feel any bloody emotions like that. Now he is more comfortable than Fei Zhi, the master.

"You are washing up, and the little monk goes out to guard the house. This marriage... is indispensable if you want to save your brother." Fei Zhi covered his eyes, his eyes that were not long but dense, covered his thoughts, and then turned around and left without waiting for Jin Chu's answer.

Jin Chu wanted to speak but stopped, just getting married, she didn't care, but if she delayed the little monk's practice, it would be wrong for her.

Although she didn't know what kind of grudges Princess Qingjun had with the little monk, Princess Qingjun's move must be to make things difficult for the little monk, and even to achieve some goal.

She sighed with emotion, casually untied her worn wedding dress, stepped into the bathtub, lifted the clear water covered with petals, and a bitter smile spilled out of the corner of her mouth.

Even though she knew that this was really difficult for the little monk, she had to do it.

Because she has no other way.

It can also be said that she was afraid that the little monk was indulging her, so she relied on him.

She touched her skin, it was so thick!

I touched my heart again, and it was so ruthless.

For the sake of tasks and to obtain the qualification to go back time, what else can she do to lose?

Thinking of this, Jin Chu's eyes became darker and more firmer.

Looking back at the time, even if the soul is gone, she will not give up.

The washed Jinchu looked carefully at the client's appearance on the water surface. She was elegant and beautiful, with affectionate eyes. She was not particularly outstanding, but she was extremely attractive.

But when it was time to wear clothes, Jin Chu was embarrassed.

In the client's memory, he had never worn such a complicated and luxurious skirt. After several times, he could find that the sleeves and collar were completely twisted. She patted her head and had to ask for help from the back outside the window.

"Little monk? Master Fei Zhi?"

"Huh?" Hearing the sparse sound of water flowing in the door, Fei Zhi, who had originally had a disagreement with the soul and began to recite scriptures, suddenly came back to his senses, and his voice was inevitably a little strange.

He quickly calmed down his emotions and coughed slightly, "What's wrong?"

"My family has always been poor and I really can't wear such expensive wedding clothes..." Needless to say, Fei Zhi understood it.

He thought a lot and wanted to ask two little maids to serve him, but the Lord of Changshui River was accustomed to being cunning, and he was afraid that she would catch some omissions and hurt Jinchu.

Thinking around, he finally asked calmly, "I'm rude, can the donor's... be worn out?" His tone was normal, but unfortunately his trembling voice exposed his nervousness.

"Put it!" A delicate but not gentle voice sounded inside, making Feizhi's inexplicably warm cheeks.

He cleared his throat several times and took deep breaths. He didn't know how much psychological construction he had done for himself, so he raised his hand and hesitated to push the door open.

In the door, the girl's hair was black and straight, wet on her shoulders, and there was a small nest of water marks on the ground. The bright red underwear collar showed a pink and white neck. Perhaps because she often did farm work, the girl's cheeks were not fair, and there was a more healthy honey color than her neck. Her phoenix eyes were not big, but they were particularly clear and energetic, not to mention, her budding figure stretched out under the outline of the thin underwear, and she screamed so much that she almost snatched the door.

He simply lowered his head in time to avoid his ruthlessness. "Amitabha, little monk... is rude." He recited a few Buddhist scriptures silently, and then walked slowly towards her, but heard her speak with shame and anger: "This clothes are too troublesome. If the princess gets married many times, isn't she tired?"

Fei Zhi raised his head funny and just looked into the dark phoenix eyes. The delicate color inside was light and particularly eye-catching. Before he knew it, his tone became softer and softer, and his tone contained tenderness that he could not even notice. "Princess Qingjun is the incarnation of a dragon snake. The snake is lustful by nature, so she couldn't help falling in love with the male color."

Jin Chu looked at the little monk carefully curiously.

Is he defending Princess Qingjun? Could it be that the fallen flowers are intentionally flowing and ruthless?

As if he had seen her thoughts at a glance, Fei Zhi shook his head helplessly, "I will tell you this to the monk, and you must not mention it too much outside. This place is the territory of Princess Qingjun, and every move cannot escape her sight."

She nodded when she was taught, but instead joked about him, "Master Feizhi, I found that in the monster nest, your expression was richer, not as dull and cute as before when you were outside."

Fei Zhi was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes and said softly to Amitabha Buddha. His whole body looked at the ground as if he had been hit, and he had never made a sound for a long time.

Jin Chu pursed his lips, and naturally saw that the little monk was absent-minded and did not disturb him. He turned around and sat down beside the bed, closed his eyes to rest, and prepared to rescue his brothers.

When Fei Zhi calmed down, he looked up and saw the girl leaning against the bed. Her head was squinting, perhaps because she felt that the environment was unsafe, so she was not sleeping soundly. Even so, her eyelids still couldn't open.

He felt pity in his heart, walked over softly, thought for a while, and deliberately straightened his spine after sitting down.

Sure enough, the head of the chicken that was like a chicken picking rice stopped on his shoulder after a few clicks, and then fell asleep deeply.

I felt that the person beside me was sleeping soundly, so I indulged my thoughts and my eyes were firmly locked on her face.

It should be that the changes in the past two days and two nights have made her spirit exhausted. Not only does she have some bruises in her eyes, but her skin color has dimmed.

Feizhi's heart thrusts.

He touched his chest in surprise, and was very strange about his strangeness.

Since I met her, something seemed to have escaped from his control, everything became stranger, but it also had a secret concern.

Yes, the one who has always been alone is concerned with someone. So when he feels her breath appearing on the banks of the Changshui River, he will forget Princess Qingjun's endless entanglement and arrive next to her without hesitation.

It is said that women are the most sensitive, especially those who are blinded by lust. I am afraid that Princess Qingjun has noticed his inappropriateness and wants to force him to break the precepts.

But Princess Qingjun probably didn't expect that, and his heart was as sweet as honey.

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Small theater:

Little monk: The little monk is getting married! Amitabha!

Jinchu: It’s a cheating marriage!

Little monk: Amitabha, I will live up to the Tathagata and I will live up to you, the little monk is going to get married!

Jinchu: It’s a fraud!

The little monk: Monks don’t lie, donor... change their clothes first?

Jinchu: Let go of me, I am a monk in flower!
Chapter completed!