Someone quickly adapted to the beauty's embrace.
He quietly used his magical power to loosen his collar, revealing a large area of fair skin under his neck.
Yan Miaoling, whose body was unstable and was knocked down by Nanjia's backward movement, looked up and saw such a charming scene. His skin was as white as snow and as smooth as silk. It looked well-hydrated, plump and elastic.
Plus the Adam's apple moving slightly due to breathing...
Fuck you for trying to seduce me!
Stinky monk!
Yan Miaoling immediately got up and remained unmoved.
Someone's plan failed, and he immediately changed his tone. When she stood up, he sat up too, and their eyes met, full of affection...
Then, just as Yan Miaoling was about to stand up to cover herself up, her head was suddenly pressed down by a strong hand, with lips right in front of her.
His lips were extremely thin, beautifully shaped, and as red as if coated with honey.
Without giving Yan Miaoling time to pause or escape, Nanjia applied a little pressure with his large hand, bringing her head a little closer. Then, Nanjia tilted his head slightly and, suddenly, kissed her on the lips.
From careful touching, to gentle sucking, to...
His heart beat faster and he was completely immersed in it. Just when he wanted to take another step forward, Yan Miaoling came back to her senses and stepped back a little.
Her eyes were hollow, lacking the shyness and warmth Nanjia had hoped for. This unnerved him. The words "Ling'er..." were hoarse and tender, a voice full of contradictions, a tug-of-war between repression and emotion.
That was the voice that would make him willing to sink into oblivion as long as the other party gave him a hint of response and affirmation.
He was willing, he took the initiative, he longed for it, he was sure...
Ever since he was stood up after teasing her that day, he'd been feeling anxious. He'd realized he wasn't the only one anymore. She was surrounded by all sorts of handsome men, and she wouldn't be like she had been in her previous life, with her eyes fixed solely on him...
He was panicked and afraid.
Nanjia is changing, how could Yan Miaoling not know it.
Today's initiative was something she had never seen in her two lives. She finally stopped being dazed and empty, and laughed at herself, "Ha~"
This smile... reveals determination.
Nanjia was even more helpless and begged, "Ling'er..."
Who would have thought that he was overthinking it? Yan Miaoling smiled slyly, "This is really the first time for a young lady to get into a sedan chair~"
That day, she stripped naked on him, but he didn't take the initiative at all. It was strange that he was in heat today.
The real reason was that Nanjia was used to passively waiting and was used to her active attack strategy. In common parlance, it was a little weak.
Nanjia knew that if he didn't fight for it today, he might not find a reason to meet for several days or even half a month. He stared at the scriptures in front of him, "This isn't the first time."
"Hmm?" Yan Miaoling's first reaction was that Nanjia had other affairs in this life, and had been involved with other women. Princess Ling'er's arrogance and dominance filled her mind, but Yan Miaoling, a sensible modern white-collar worker, suppressed it again and again, and ultimately did not roar out.
She just waited in an ambiguous manner for the other person to say something that would hurt her heart.
Then, a remark from a certain high monk broke her defenses. Nanjia slowly raised his head, his eyes full of affection, and said, "The beads of merit don't need to be passed down orally." This was referring to their first forced kiss.
This seemingly inconsequential statement did not prevent Yan Miaoling from understanding the hidden meaning.
But she is bad and just doesn't want to be the girl who understands things immediately.
His face was confused. "What does that mean?"
It was already extremely difficult for a ten-thousand-year-old monk to explain this, but who would have thought that he didn't understand it? Nanjia's expression froze.
When he saw the uncontrollable curl of a woman's lips, he understood. He decided to go all out, regardless of the damage to his image. He leaned over, hugged her, and pressed her head against his shoulder. "Stop torturing me, okay..."
Feeling that the other party didn't respond, he kept talking about sweet things like pouring beans.
It really proves the saying that if you have done well on the first day, you won’t be afraid of the fifteenth day; if you have a lot of lice, you won’t be afraid of itching.
With a wronged tone, he said, "In order to be able to go down to the mortal world to accompany you, I stole the meat of Roaring Sky Dog." Although the fundamental reason was that he was scolded by his uncle, it did not stop him from pretending to be pitiful.
Sure enough, this embarrassing incident that was not in line with the image aroused the interest of a certain woman.
After questioning, she found out some things that had happened to Nanga in her two lives that she didn't know about.
Let's not talk about the many times he saved her in this life, nor about the time he descended to the mortal world for her. Let's just talk about the last moment of the last life...
"So you were banished to the mortal world because you broke the rules due to love..." She cared about this and was very persistent.
A certain monk truly spoke out the words that had been hidden deep in his heart for over twenty years in this life. "Before reincarnation, I went to look for you, wanting to ask if you were willing to overcome the tribulation together... But the Dragon Princess blocked my way in, saying that my heart was dead and told me... to get lost!"
"Hahaha..." Yan Miaoling almost died of laughter at that. Really. She had no doubt about Nanjia's words. Her mother in heaven was just so protective of her. Of all things, her daughter was the most important.
He had advised her countless times, "What's so good about that stinky monk that he's worth your time and effort, not fearing the ridicule of the three realms?"
"If you really like it, your mother will go and get it for you right away! Now that the rice is cooked, you won't have to worry about him and his bald master objecting."
"You're such an irresponsible brat. You clearly lost control of your own feelings, yet you're blaming my precious daughter. What an irresponsible thing!"
“…”
Although a lifetime had passed, Yan Miaoling still remembered these words clearly. She missed her mother, her mother.
Seeing her smile, Nanjia felt relieved, "But I didn't expect that you would follow me to protect me..." How could he refuse such deep affection.
The matter was made clear and Princess Ling'er was satisfied.
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