Yuan Mo did not say the word "self-respect". He felt that the person who did not respect himself was not the woman in front of him, but himself.
Jiang Zhili said with concern: "It's already late, Master, please don't follow the rules. I know some tricks of the trade, and let me take the temperature of your forehead."
Her words were sincere, and her watery eyes flashed with the kindness of a doctor.
Yuan Mo looked at her like this and couldn't help thinking.
As a doctor, perhaps saving lives is her pursuit. Although she suffers from emotional distress, it wouldn't be a bad idea for her to explore...
Yuan Mo was so aroused by the emotion that he lost his mind. He lowered his head and offered his forehead.
Yuan Mo couldn't help but sigh as the cool jade hand touched his burning forehead.
"Your forehead is so hot, do you feel dizzy?" asked the girl in front of him.
The cold monk in the cassock couldn't help but speak with a hint of hoarseness: "A little bit."
The emotion not only made him dizzy, but also filled him with some unspeakable dirty thoughts...
As soon as he said this, the girl pulled his arm and walked towards the cushion in front of the Buddha statue.
Jiang Zhili brought Yuan Mo to the futon and pulled the other two futons together.
"I think the dizziness is caused by my body being too hot. Lying down will make me feel much more comfortable."
She gestured for Yuan Mo to lie down on the put-together mat.
Yuan Mo looked at the compassionate and solemn Buddha statue, his heart trembled, and a feeling of shame and embarrassment suddenly surged into his heart.
He looked deeply at the woman in front of him, then turned and walked towards the entrance of the Buddhist temple, his steps hurried with determination and shame!
{Sister Zhizhi, stop him quickly!} Duoduo was anxious.
Jiang Zhili reacted very quickly. She stepped forward quickly and grabbed the sleeve of Yuan Mo's robe.
Yuan Mo was extremely confused and felt that he was extremely dirty. When Jiang Zhili grabbed his hand, he was so scared that he quickly shook it off.
If you don't leave now, it may become a big problem!
Yuan Mo used some strength, and with this flick, Jiang Zhili fell to the side. She screamed in fright.
Just when she thought she was going to fall to the ground, the next moment, she fell into a warm embrace.
"Master..." Her tone was tinged with fear.
Yuan Mo only felt that the woman in his arms was like a piece of warm and cold jade. Just holding her in his arms made his emotional state ease a lot, which was a hundred times more effective than the Ksitigarbha Sutra.
The master's words are still ringing in my ears: If you meet your destined person, just being close to her will alleviate your emotional problems.
Yuan Mo said in a hoarse voice: "Donor."
This time, he didn't let go.
Jiang Zhili's cheeks flushed slightly. She felt Yuan Mo's body stiffen. "Master, please let me go. It's not right for men and women to touch each other."
Yuan Mo tightened his arms: "Donor, I don't have a cold, but I've been poisoned by love..."
"Is it really like this?" Jiang Zhili exclaimed in surprise. Not only did her cheeks turn red, but even the corners of her eyes were flushed.
The beauty is so charming and touching...
"Doctors are kind-hearted, please help me, young lady," Yuan Mo's originally resistant expression now became complicated.
"How can I help you?" Jiang Zhili looked into the man's dark eyes, which were already blazing with anger.
Yuan Mo lowered his dark eyes, his expression restrained and subdued: "It is said that it requires the harmony of yin and yang..."
The original coldness faded away, replaced by the fire and expectation that had been suppressed for seven years.
It's not that he hasn't searched for her in these seven years, and his father has helped him search many times, but he has never found his destined woman.
What the master said about the destined person was really unreal. He never thought he could find him until the last night of his emotional illness, which was tonight.
Thinking of this, Yuan Mo felt a surge of excitement in his fiery heart.
He might return to secular life...
Jiang Zhili tugged at the cassock on the man's chest. Her eyes were watery and her face was more rosy than that of a peach or plum blossom.
"Master, if you are truly poisoned by love, I am willing to help you."
She looks so cute and adorable.
Yuan Mo's mind snapped, and he immediately picked up the woman in his arms. He was no longer fully conscious at this moment, and he no longer cared about his robes, let alone the solemnity of the Buddhist temple...
"Poor...I will never let you down!"
Inside the bright Buddhist temple.
Yuan Mo, as cold and detached as the bright moon in the sky, finally followed his heart and took off his cassock...
"Master, please show mercy..." The girl's voice trembled with a hint of fear.
The man held her on the futon and murmured, "If you feel uncomfortable, please let me know. This is my first time too."
This night was exceptionally long and joyful.
Yuan Mo was extremely gentle and considerate of her feelings. He just looked at her tenderly and asked her about her feelings in detail.
The man was extremely gentle, asking him how this was, how that was, how happy he was, and how tired he was.
Even held her in his arms...
"Well, what do you think, girl?"
"How does this feel? Huh?"
"Do you feel differently?"
Yuan Mo is just like a person who studies tirelessly and will not give up until he reaches the top.
The Buddhist hall was as bright as day. Jiang Zhili was willing to answer at first, but Yuan Mo asked more and more detailed questions.
She was so embarrassed that she had to raise her hands to cover her face to block the man's serious gaze.
This action was met with even more excited inquiries from the other party, and...
It was not until dawn that Yuan Mo fell asleep with her in his arms.
The emotional distress was gone, and the stone that had been weighing on the man's heart had fallen. Coupled with having 'worked' all night, his mood was also extremely satisfied, and the man slept soundly and peacefully.
After making sure the man was sound asleep, Jiang Zhili withdrew from his embrace with a grin on her face. She picked up her dress from the floor, put it on tremblingly, and then hurried away...
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