Chapter 3397: Young monk with red ears and red eyes (3)

After a pause, her voice was inexplicably shy: "Hey, have you held up enough? I said I would be careful next."

The little monk slammed back to his feet, stepped back and forth a few times, but stepped into the stream behind him accidentally.

Leng Yumo looked at his dull and ashamed look and couldn't help but grin.

This time it was her turn to reach out and drag someone back.

"I'm a young monk." Leng Yumo reached out and patted his chest. "Miss Ben, I'm not shy yet? What are you shy about? Then you can show this beautiful appearance, my sister, I want to beat you and take you It ’s over! ”

"No ... I ... please ... please take care of the girl!"

Leng Yumo raised his hand to his jaw, watching his trembling long eyelashes, the sweat dripping from the bridge of his nose, and the slightly sloppy lips.

"Self-respect? I'm very light, Miss Ben. Why do you respect yourself? Why don't you teach me, young monk?"

Speaking, he slowly approached the little monk's lips.

Jing Yuan's eyes widened a little, and the hands on his side clenched tightly.

If he wanted to step back and push away the woman in front of him, it would be easy.

However, as Leng Yumo approached.

The tip of his nose smelled of this girl alone.

Open-minded, refreshing and vibrant.

It was a color he had never seen before.

It was like a fire burning in the coldest night of winter, so warm and bright.

People by nature are eager to get closer, to have it.

Yan Hong's lips are close at hand, and getting closer.

There was a demon-like desire in his heart.

If he could hold her, would he have fire and light.

Do not!

Everything works. Like fantasy bubbles. Like dew and electricity ...

He promised Master that he would let go of the past and forget all his persistent desires.

"Oh!"

Just when Jing Yuan's heart was struggling in the oil pan, the girl could not help but laugh lightly.

"That's right, isn't it really impolite to you? Why show such an ashamed expression?"

Leng Yumo patted his chest lightly, managed his wrinkled jacket, and then laughed, "How can you be so scared? Auntie, even if I do n’t want to eat, I wo n’t be able to treat a young monk Start! You can rest assured that your virginity will be firmly maintained, Master Jingyuan. "

Jing Yuan's face turned red again, and his expression was slightly grieved.

There was a trace of loss that he did not even notice.

"Haha, okay, don't tease you. Come on, let's go to the soul pond quickly."

She couldn't wait to meet her mother.

"Humo?"

The two were about to separate, and a familiar call came from behind.

It's Leng Zhixuan.

"Zhi Xuanyuan!" Leng Yumo turned back excitedly.

Leng Zhixuan is here, then her mother must be nearby.

However, she was not greeted by the excitement of Leng Zhixuan's long-term reunion, but by looking at the two of them astray and shocked.

However, Leng Zhixuan is Leng Zhixuan.

He calmed down quickly, came forward with a smile, and looked up and down.

The surprise, mistakes, and joy in the eyes were replaced by admiration: "I once said that you may become the biggest pride of Leng's family, but now you want to come, this guess still underestimates you."