Priscilla moved again.

The more he moved, the stiffer Fanjia became.

Baili Xin's two slender arms were hooked around Fan Jia's neck.

Fan Jia's eyes fell uncontrollably on Bai Lixin's body. Under the surrounding faint pink light, the young man's face was like a blooming peach blossom, filled with spring spirit and wrapped in spring water.

He knew that he should close his eyes and not look at him now, but knowing in his heart was one thing, and his body's instinct was another.

My body and soul seemed to be separated, and my soul was shouting "Look at no evil" loudly, but my eyes were afraid of missing even a little while.

He tried hard to keep his eyes looking straight ahead, but out of the corner of his eye, he had already seen the young man all over.

Snow-white skin, stunning facial features, slender neck...

Fanjia leaned firmly behind him, and he could feel the sweat dripping out of his clothes, and his back seemed to be soaked through.

I kept reciting "beauties with withered bones" in my heart over and over again, but my eyes couldn't help but look at this "beauties" over and over again.

It's simply a sin.

Wave after wave of heat rushed downwards.

The young man with crooked eyes and a happy smile raised the corners of his mouth again and said with a smile: "Master, your staff is really powerful."

When he spoke, the bell around his neck trembled and trembled, making a beautiful tinkling sound.

Fan Jia stared blankly at the young man's rolled Adam's apple and murmured: "Why is the staff so powerful?"

With his arms around the monk's neck, the young man leaned forward and lay next to Fanjia's ear.

The delicate neck pressed against his hot cheek, and the delicate touch instantly made him shiver.

The young man opened his mouth and whispered three words in his ear: "It can get bigger."

The wind gently blows into the ears, making it light and tingling.

Fanjia originally thought that his face had been burned to the point that it could no longer be burned, but he didn’t expect that it could continue to burn.

Just when Fanjia thought he was about to be burned to death, his cheek was suddenly held up by a pair of cold hands.

He was stunned for a moment, and saw the young man looking at him with concern, "Master, your face is so hot, are you sick?"

"Could it be that there was some poison on that guy's whisk that poisoned you? I'll help you test your temperature to see if you have a fever."

Test body temperature? How to test?

At this time, Fanjia's brain was just a little better than a paste. At least he could still hear what the young man was saying.

But that's all. He can only listen now. No matter how much he thinks, he will lose it completely.

While he was still confused, Fanjia suddenly widened his eyes and watched the young man's face slowly approaching.

With his forehead pressed against his forehead, Fanjia instantly felt a refreshing chill, but soon, the chill disappeared and his whole body became hot again.

So hot.

The heart is also beating very fast.

What's wrong with him? By the way, what did the young man say just now? Is he poisoned?

That's right, there must have been poison in the whisk just now, and I was infected.

At this time, he had long forgotten that his body was invulnerable to all poisons.

"My head feels so hot." The young man's voice came close to him. Fanjia subconsciously raised his eyes, and his eyes instantly fell into a pair of bright star eyes.

Inside those black eyes, there seemed to be vast stars circulating, and the stars turned into whirlpools, pulling his soul inside.

Fanjia's heart trembled, and he quickly looked away in panic.

His eyes moved down, but fell on the young man's lips again.

Soft, translucent and tight, the color of his lips is not the kind of gorgeous red, but a light red. The lip color is very light, but such light-colored lips are very consistent with his fair skin. It can be said that

complement each other.

The lips are so close that you can touch them if you lift your chin slightly.

Fanjia was instantly startled by his own thoughts.

He bit the corner of his lip hard, and the pain brought him back to his dazed consciousness.

His lips must have been bitten by himself, and he tasted a faint smell of blood in his mouth.

But it doesn't matter at all.

Fan Jia took a deep breath, and the moment his mind returned to his senses, he coughed lightly, "Donor, you..."

The voice stopped suddenly, and Fanjia was startled by his hoarse voice.

"Huh? What's wrong, Master?" Hearing Fan Jia's voice, the young man took his head off Fan Jia's hot forehead and looked at himself seriously.

His free and easy look made Fan Jia feel ashamed again, "I..."

"Master, why is your lip bleeding?" As soon as he said a word, he was interrupted again by the young man. The young man's eyes fell on his lips, and he pinched his chin with one hand, forcing him to look up.

other side.

The moment he was forced to see the young man's face, Fanjia's heart trembled, and his heart beat more and more manically.

His eyes wandered and he replied: "I accidentally broke it just now, it's not a problem."

"How can I not get in the way? What if there is poisonous blood in it? I'll do it."

As he spoke, in Fanjia's pupils that suddenly shrank, a pair of delicate lips pressed against his lips.

Fanjia leaned tightly against the lotus petals behind him, and he even felt that the petals were wet with his own sweat.

The young man's voice came from his ears, "Master, open your mouth wider so that the wound can't be sucked."

Fanjia's head was buzzing and he opened his mouth obediently.

The gurgling sound of water flowed through this narrow lotus.

I don't know how much time passed before the young man took his head off and stretched out his bright red tongue to lick away the blood on the corner of his mouth. Then his throat rolled, and Fanjia faintly heard a swallowing sound.

The simple movements fell into Vanja's eyes, but they were like deep water/fish/thunder being thrown into the sea.

My brain buzzed again.

"Okay, Master, all the poisonous blood should be sucked away."

Fanjia was struck one after another and was in a daze for a long time before he finally calmed down.

He looked at the vixen across from him with complicated eyes, swallowed hard with his dry throat, and asked: "Are you trying to seduce me?"

If he hadn't noticed the previous steps of treating the wound and testing the body temperature, then even if he was really stupid, he would have realized something was wrong during the last kiss.

Thinking back to those words with obvious hints at the beginning, this goblin was clearly trying to seduce/seduce me.

But I still thought that he was just a little fox that had just transformed. He didn't understand anything and had a simple mind.

How could you not understand? Even if you have just transformed into a human form, you have been a fox for hundreds of years. Have you never eaten pork or seen a pig running?

A few hundred years old, which is much older than a human being in his twenties.

The young man smiled, and everything in the world was eclipsed: "Of course, have you just discovered it? The master is devoted to Buddha, and his mind is so simple. No wonder there are so many goblins who want to eat the monk's meat. I am also greedy when I see him."

He clicked his tongue and said, "I took a bite just now. It was so delicious. I want to take another bite."

Fanjia choked: "."

This little goblin.

He was exhausted, but there was no reason for his anger.

Are you angry that this vixen is cunning and cunning? It doesn't seem to be the case. Even now, when he looks at the vixen with a cunning smile in front of him, he can't feel disgusted.

Are you angry that you don’t recognize people well?

It seems not.

But anyway, when he heard what the young man said just now, he held his breath in his chest. With such a teasing tone, it was as if everything had become a game. He was just approaching him because he heard other goblins saying that monk

The meat is delicious.

After all, Fanjia also knew what he was angry about.

Just when he was unhappy, a force slowly spread from his chest to his limbs.

The strength lost due to moving has begun to recover quickly.

As soon as his arm gained strength, he tore off a lotus petal and threw it towards Bailixin on his body.

Before Bai Lixin could realize what was going on, her body was completely wrapped by something.

The next second, he couldn't move anywhere except his head.

The lotus petal turned into a long red ribbon the moment it touched Baili Xin, which wrapped Bai Lixin around him like a rice dumpling and then threw him aside.

I don't know whether the monk's strength has not yet recovered or because he is afraid of breaking the fragile lotus. When Chang Ling landed on the ground, his movements were very gentle.

"Hey, monk, you..."
To be continued...