That night, Shen Shuyi crawled into the dust-free room and wrapped himself in his quilt.
When Wu Chen came back from showering, he saw a bulge in the quilt. He walked forward and lifted the quilt with a helpless smile on his lips.
“Miss Shen, why are you here?”
"I can't come?" Shen Shuyi stretched, "Does it have to be every three days?"
"Master, do you just treat this as pure practice?"
She raised her hands and put them around Wu Chen's neck, pulled him down, looked into his eyes and continued asking.
"Really?"
"Yeah." Wu Chen nodded.
Shen Shuyi didn’t get angry, and continued: “Then yesterday was for training, and tonight we can… do something happy.”
“Miss Shen, you can’t do that. Only husband and wife can do that…” Wu Chen was calm and restrained.
"Master, you don't like me?"
Shen Shuyi lowered his eyes slightly, but his voice was unusually firm.
"But... Master, I like you."
Wu Chen was shocked when he heard this and his face started to get hot.
Shen Shuyi took the opportunity to lean forward to his chest and hug his waist.
"Wu Chen, I only like you."
Wu Chen's heart was bewildered, but he couldn't make the same mistake again.
He shouldn't give in to his inner desires, he shouldn't get close to her anymore, he shouldn't betray Buddhism.
But during this period of time, his every move clearly showed that he was sinking into depravity while being awake.
“Miss Shen, love is a lifelong thing. How long have you and I known each other?”
Shen Shuyi raised her head and looked at him, “You reject me?”
"You despise me for being a goblin!"
"I have never disliked you."
"That means you like me, but you don't dare to admit it!"
Wu Chen was silent for a long time before he said:
"Little flower demon, I will help you practice until you become a great demon, but don't mention other things anymore."
"I cannot break the precepts."
Shen Shuyi looked at his eyes that showed no sadness or joy, and her eyes suddenly turned red. She leaned over and lay in Wuchen's arms, whispering, "The Buddha said there are three refuges."
"But I know there are four refuges."
Wu Chen listened with a puzzled look in his eyes.
"I take refuge in the Buddha, I take refuge in the Dharma, I take refuge in the Sangha..."
Shen Shuyi propped himself up and continued in his ear: “Convert to Miss Shen.”
"Master, can you please pity me for once?"
Wu Chen felt the back of his hand was wet, dripping, dripping, it was the tears of the little flower fairy.
The suffocating feeling in his heart made him subconsciously raise his hand to stroke the little flower demon's head and hold her in his arms.
"Miss Shen, do you really like this poor monk?"
"real!"
"Master, what about you?"
"You just said that." Wu Chen wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Shen Shuyi's tone contained a hint of smugness and tears, and she asked at his lips, "Are you converting to Miss Shen?"
Wu Chen put his hands together and said, "How can I achieve both in this world? I will not let down the Tathagata and you. I will return to Jinshan Temple as soon as possible to return to secular life."
"Stay with Miss Shen from now on."
Shen Shuyi's tearful eyes suddenly lit up, "Really?"
"Well, even if I return to secular life, I will still be a demon catcher and will continue to kill demons."
"Then...when I return to Buzhou Mountain to avenge myself, I will travel the world with you, Master, to slay demons and monsters!"
"Okay." Wu Chen lowered his head and kissed her cheek and lips.
Shen Shuyi was still a little dizzy, and felt that everything was going too smoothly.
Before she had time to think, Wu Chen grabbed her waist, hugged her tightly and kissed her forcefully.
Shen Shuyi was forced to raise her neck, put her arms around his neck, moaned softly, and was led by him into the peak of bliss.
"Miss Shen..." Wu Chen called her, his voice a little more gentle.
The hot kiss came again, Wu Chen held her waist tightly, and the affectionate look in his eyes was indescribably charming.
His eyes could no longer suppress the surging emotions and had long since broken through the mundane world.
Wu Chen admitted that he liked the little flower demon.
Shen Shuyi felt his overwhelming love and suddenly felt a little guilty.
It was she who broke Wu Chen's vow in order to complete the mission and for her own selfish desires, causing him to sink with her.
But she also liked Wuchen very much. She cast aside all distractions and stroked Wuchen's strong chest with her hand, slowly moving down...
Wu Chen did not stop her this time. Instead, he held her close to him, his broad and warm chest pressed tightly against her back. He leaned over and whispered in her ear:
"What a greedy little demon."
The man's cold and hoarse voice sounded in his ears, and his warm breath sprayed down.
Shen Shuyi heard the laughter in the voice and thought he was a little bit dishonest, “What are you talking about?”
"Isn't it? You little demon is just greedy. Let me feed you tonight."
When did Master Wu Chen become so frivolous? Shen Shuyi turned around and bumped into his smiling and wild eyes, giving her a feeling of being both good and evil.
She asked in surprise, "Aren't you Master Wuchen?"
"I am." Wuchen's demon soul came out during the chaos and said with a smile, "Little flower demon, you have to thank me. Otherwise, why do you think he would be willing to return to secular life for you so quickly?"
Shen Shuyi grabbed his hand, “Are you the master’s inner demon?”
"Little flower demon, why do you have to distinguish so clearly? He and I are the same person."
Shen Shuyi was dissatisfied, “I don’t know you, don’t make trouble, let the master out quickly.”
After she said this, she noticed a flash of struggle in Wu Chen's eyes, and then the smiling eyes suddenly became a little gentler.
"I'm sorry, Miss Shen, did I scare you just now?" Wu Chen said in a low and hoarse voice.
Shen Shuyi snorted softly and said coquettishly: “He touched me just now!”
Wu Chen frowned and held her tightly in his arms, "Where did you touch?"
"Here, this, this, and this!" Shen Shuyi deliberately pulled his warm big hand, in front of him, around his waist, and then down...
Wu Chen's breathing skipped a beat. He turned her over and pressed her down, then leaned over and kissed her lips.
…
…
The bed was in disarray. One could imagine how obsessed the man and the demon had been all night. Master Wuchen's robes were still covering the little flower demon's body...
…
The next day, Wu Chen and Shen Shuyi discussed their next itinerary. Originally, they were planning to go to Northern Juluzhou, but now Wu Chen was going back to Jinshan Temple to return to secular life. Shen Shuyi wanted to go with him, but was worried about being caught.
"What if... those high monks from Jinshan Temple want to capture me and suppress me?"
Wu Chen held her hand, “Miss Shen, I will protect you.”
"You still call me Miss Shen, how strange." Shen Shuyi looked at him, "I don't even know what your name was before you became a nun, or where your home is."
"Before I became a monk, I was in the imperial city. I was the seventh son of the current emperor, Li Yaoguang, the King of Freedom."
"Wow~ Master, you are still a prince, so... I will be the princess in the future!"
Wu Chen said, "I became a monk when I was ten years old, and have long cut off all worldly ties. Even if I return to secular life, I will never return to the royal family."
"Then you are really the free and easy King. Actually, I don't like the worldly constraints either." Chen Shuyi leaned over and hugged Wu Chen's neck, rubbing his cheek.
"No matter who you are or what you do, I just like you."
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