The kiss was domineering and suffocating, biting and grinding, with an irresistible madness.
His hand lingered on Xu Zhuohua's waist, pinching it intermittently, stirring up a subtle, ambiguous atmosphere.
Xu Zhuohua was a pure and innocent college student in her previous life, and the original owner of this body was a pure and virtuous nun. In both her previous lives, she had never touched a man's finger. Now, however, she was being forcibly kissed!
If the original owner were here, she would probably be furious again, right?
The man gripped both of Xu Zhuohua's wrists, pinned her against the door, and deepened his domineering kiss.
Obsessive attachment.
Swallow.
A strong, ambiguous relationship.
Xu Zhuohua finally exhausted all her strength, her breathing rapid, and she collapsed softly into the man's arms, at which point he gradually pulled away.
Seeing the person in his arms breathing heavily, the man smiled and said, "Cheng Muyun."
Xu Zhuohua was dazed, leaning against the door, being held in the man's arms. "Huh?"
The man's smile deepened. "Cheng Muyun, that's my name."
Xu Zhuohua mumbled an "uh-huh" in a daze, then realized what was happening and opened her eyes wide.
Cheng Muyun! Is his wife dead?
If it were Cheng Muyun, whose wife had died, then she would be doomed. She would have just jumped out of one fire pit only to jump into an even bigger one.
Cheng Muyun was satisfied with Xu Zhuohua's reaction. He took a step back, put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the person with blank eyes.
Xu Zhuohua was beautiful and had a good diet in her early years. Even the loose and bulky long gown could not hide her graceful figure. Her eyes were as innocent as a deer's, her features were delicate, and her skin was as white as cream, with a natural luster. Her hair was hidden in her hat, giving her a forbidden beauty.
"I never expected there to be such a beautiful nun in this temple."
Xu Zhuohua suddenly remembered that nunneries during the Republic of China era were, in another sense, brothels!
Cheng Muyun was treating her like a "little nun" in a nunnery.
Xu Zhuohua turned around, opened the door, and ran away.
In any case, Cheng Muyun was more frightening than Jing Huai and the fat monk outside.
The person who can hire "little nuns" in the meditation room of a temple must be of high status, especially considering his neat military uniform.
In this era where killing can happen so easily, Cheng Muyun is absolutely dangerous! Extremely dangerous!
But Xu Zhuohua had only taken one step when someone grabbed the collar of her tattered Taoist robe and pulled her back.
Xu Zhuohua wasn't very big, and Cheng Muyun didn't know his own strength. She was thrown away in an instant, and with a tearing sound, she squatted on the ground.
Her back felt cold, but ignoring the pain in her buttocks, she reached down and touched her back.
It wasn't rough clothing, but smooth, delicate skin.
Xu Zhuohua looked up at Cheng Muyun, who was standing at the door. He stared blankly at the blue strip of cloth in his hand, frozen in place.
Xu Zhuohua's clothes... were... torn to shreds!
A whole piece of tattered cloth, from the collar to the lower back, hung in Cheng Muyun's hand.
"You!" Xu Zhuohua blushed with anger. If it were the original owner of this body, she would have died of anger for the third time by now.
She extended her index finger, her eyes filled with rage. There were no bras like that at this time, and even if there were, the original owner wouldn't be able to afford one. So she was absolutely certain that the thin thread she was touching was her undergarment!
Springtime scenery was revealed behind them.
You shameless bastard!
As soon as Xu Zhuohua finished speaking, Cheng Muyun slammed the door shut, raised the tattered strip of cloth in his hand, and a terrifying smile appeared on his lips.
"Perfect, no need to bother. Do you want to take it off yourself, or should I help you?"
He spoke a short sentence, divided into several parts, and took a step closer to Xu Zhuohua with each half-sentence.
Xu Zhuohua kept backing away until she bumped into the offering table. When she looked up, she saw an unknown Bodhisattva painting hanging on the wall, looking down at the farce below.
"This is a place where Buddha statues are enshrined! Don't do anything reckless!"
Cheng Muyun didn't stop walking, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "So what if it's a Bodhisattva? Haven't you prayed to Buddha or worshipped any Bodhisattvas while you were in this temple? Did it do any good?"
Those few words caused Xu Zhuohua's heart to clench with pain, and her breath caught in her throat.
The original owner not only prayed and worshipped, but wished to burn incense every day, always asking to escape from the sea of suffering. However, the Buddha on the high platform, who was compassionate to all people, seemed to only hear the voices of the rich.
The more the original owner begged, the more destitute he became, until finally he was heartbroken and despondent.
The original owner didn't die of anger, but rather died of utter despair.
Once Xu Zhuohua's chest pain subsided, Cheng Muyun suddenly grabbed her wrist, sending a sharp, piercing pain through her.
Cheng Muyun's other hand touched her smooth back and stopped on the loosely hanging thin line.
"Ah!" Xu Zhuohua slammed her fist on his hard chest. "Get away from me, you bastard!"
"Go ahead and shout! The louder you shout, the more people you'll attract!"
Cheng Muyun's eyes gleamed with excited, bloodthirsty light, which terrified Xu Zhuohua.
In her panic, she cried out, "Do you know who I am?"
"Huh? A little nun from Huian Temple?"
"I am the eldest daughter of the Xu family!"
The situation was urgent, and Xu Zhuohua didn't know if her status as the eldest daughter of the Xu family could intimidate Cheng Muyun, so she shouted first.
Cheng Muyun froze, the sharp light in his eyes disappeared, and he looked at Xu Zhuohua with a clear look in his eyes, raising an eyebrow at her.
That look in his eyes seemed to be searching for familiar traces in her, and Xu Zhuohua's heart jumped into her throat.
"Which Xu family?"
"The eldest daughter of the Xu family in Baoci Town!"
Cheng Muyun suddenly smiled, released her hand, and looked at her with a slightly scrutinizing gaze, his eyes full of amusement.
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