She clapped her hands and stood up, saying sarcastically, "Oh, it's not that person. When she first saw me in this life, she called me a witch and locked me up..."
Nanjia understood, then stood up and approached, "That's because... I thought..." He hesitated, "I still remember that the Dragon Princess looked down on me. But I..."
After struggling for a long time, he said, "But I still want to find a reason to keep you by my side..."
Oh my god! So they locked her up. What a weird thing.
The misunderstanding between the two was resolved, and their relationship naturally warmed up. However, the rational woman still did not forget her purpose and grabbed the monk's clothes, "But you made me unable to have children."
Nanjia smiled. "You don't trust me that much? I knew your fate long ago, so how could I easily change it and make you sad if I hadn't taken care of everything? Don't worry, if you like children, you can have them as you please. Don't worry about their fate."
Yan Miaoling was pleasantly surprised and wanted to ask more, but Nanjia raised his hand to stop her, "Don't worry, you will know the reason sooner or later... Um!" Before she could finish her words, she was bitten on the lip by a certain woman.
It was so cruel that blood beads came out.
"Knowing the inside story but not telling it, keeping you on suspense, this is punishment." She knew it was a secret and didn't dare to ask too much. But she just wanted to vent.
Nanjia didn't mind at all; instead, she was overwhelmed by the sweetness of this "flirting." She was lost in the magical realm of love, unable to extricate herself. She had long forgotten that she hadn't finished reading the scriptures or beating the wooden fish to the end.
Whispering, "Ling'er... can you please not leave tonight..."
"I want Chishan Ice Lotus..."
“It’s not cooked yet.”
Yan Miaoling was satisfied. She looked up at Nanjia with sparkling eyes and said, "You can really get it... um... " The chatter that followed was all drowned out by the monk's domineering kiss.
The man really learned this by himself, and once he started, he couldn't stop.
One night was enough to do it all. Late in the night, he looked up at the palace ceiling, speechless, "Ling'er, let me take you back." He could endure it, but his brother couldn't. If the ups and downs continued, he would become a eunuch, from a national teacher to a factory official.
Yan Miaoling understood immediately, but she was very principled. She had to be responsible for the other man and would wait until the wedding night. "Okay, then I'll go!" She stood up...
Being pushed down by someone who said one thing and meant another, "Don't go~!" He was willing to stay together even if it was painful.
The two of them slept in each other's arms, and I don't know if the fallen monk has thought clearly about the future...!
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