Chapter 59059 Exclusive
Chapter 59
Her underwear hung on the back of the chair, and Yingji's clothes were disheveled. Her undergarment had fallen askew and piled around her waist. A chill in her chest made her shiver. She had never known Kong Fan would one day ignore her refusal like this. Even a gentle and kind man like him could have a strong side.
Yingji hesitated.
Thinking of the martial arts practiced by Kong Fan, Ying Ji gave up her original desire and wanted to touch the scissors on the table, but Kong Fan suddenly let her go.
Kong Fan stumbled back two steps, staring at Ying Ji's disheveled appearance in disbelief. In a daze, he didn't know what he had done.
How could he...
Yingji's chest rose and fell, and she gasped slightly. Her cheeks were pale, but her delicate lips were as red as blood.
Kong Fan took a deep breath and didn't even dare to look at Ying Ji. He quickly turned around and faced Ying Ji.
"Sin, sin, sin..." Kong Fan repeated over and over again. His upright body staggered and slid down, and he knelt down in a mess.
Love can indeed confuse people's original intentions and lead them astray.
His thin lips trembled slightly as he murmured scriptures, trying to wash away his sins, even if it was just to gain a moment of peace of mind.
Those scriptures fell into Yingji's ears. She couldn't hear them clearly, but she could hear the trembling of each sentence.
Yingji gradually regained her breath and touched her sore lips with her fingertips. She looked at Kongfan, who was kneeling with his back to her, and said, "You took it off, and you have to put it on me."
Yingji clearly saw Kongfan's back stiffen for a moment.
He stopped chanting but did not stand up.
"It's very cold." Yingji said again, her tone drawn out and light.
Kong Fan gently grasped the Buddhist beads in his palm, stood up, and walked back to Yingji. He still lowered his head, ashamed to look at her.
He picked up the panties that were draped over the back of the chair, bent down in front of Yingji, grasped her ankles, and put them on her. As Kongfan lifted the panties up little by little, the gauze skirt on Yingji's legs was also pushed up little by little.
Kong Fan looked away.
Yingji laughed softly and asked in a tone of laughter, "Have you never seen it or kissed it?"
Kong Fan's eyes narrowed. He returned his gaze to Yingji, grasping her slender waist and lifting her off the table. He put her panties back on and straightened her skirt. Then he straightened her undershirt and outer garments one by one.
His expression had calmed down a lot, and his hands no longer trembled as he dressed Yingji.
Kong Fan slowly raised his eyes and looked directly into Ying Ji's eyes.
"Can you... forgive my rudeness?"
Yingji saw sincere regret in Kongfan's clear eyes.
How could she tell Kong Fan that she didn't blame him at all? Why should she blame him? Even with his aggressiveness, he'd restrained his strength, never truly hurting her. There was a difference between spirit and mortal, and Ying Ji knew that Kong Fan controlled his strength every time he touched her, so as not to injure her mortal body. Kong Fan hadn't really forced her, and she was even drawn to his unusually forceful actions.
So what did she blame him for? For not continuing?
Yingji smiled and pondered for a moment before saying, "Come and kiss me, and I'll forgive you."
Kong Fan suddenly looked up at her.
Their eyes met, and Yingji smiled sweetly at him.
Kong Fan sighed helplessly, took a half step towards her, and kissed her lips lightly as she had demonstrated before.
After a light touch, Kong Fan was about to move away, but Ying Ji grabbed his monk's robe, raised her face and kissed him back affectionately.
Her soft lips did not touch his lightly, but pressed against his completely, bringing the unique sweetness between her lips and teeth, gradually filling Kong Fan's lips and teeth.
Ying Ji gently kissed Kong Fan's lower lip, and when she let go, she bit his lips lightly with her pearly teeth, causing a slight tingling pain on Kong Fan's lips.
It turns out that pain can also make people obsessed.
Kong Fan held Ying Ji in his arms and held her tightly.
Lips and tongues entangled, sweet saliva gradually emerged.
Kong Fan opened his eyes and looked at Ying Ji, who was so close to him. He stared at her calmly, his clear eyes gradually filled with confusion and pain.
Yingji noticed his distraction instantly. She raised her eyes and looked into Kongfan's.
Their lips were still pressed together, and Kong Fan could clearly feel a hint of a charming smile at the corner of Ying Ji's lips.
Yingji stepped back, pressing her index finger against Kongfan's wet lips. She smiled at him and said softly, "Teaching you to stop halfway, does that count as tempering your will and helping you practice?"
Kong Fan looked at Ying Ji with a complicated expression, and reluctantly took away her hands that were touching him.
He turned around, picked up the kettle on the square table, poured a glass of cold water and drank it in one gulp to relieve the dryness in his body.
Yingji looked at the tips of his slightly red ears and said lazily, "Monk, if you don't rely on chanting to calm your mind, do you need cold water?"
Kong Fan was about to speak when the sound of Jian Feng came from outside the door.
"Aying! Aying, have you rested? I have something urgent to ask you!" Jianfeng walked over while asking, and directly reached out to push open the door.
Kong Fan frowned.
Jian Feng was stunned for a moment, then quickly put on a smile: "So the abbot is here too. The abbot's blood is simply a magical medicine! It's more useful than any other magical herbs I've ever used."
As if he had gotten used to Kong Fan not responding, Jian Feng turned to look at Ying Ji halfway through his words.
He looked at Yingji like an old acquaintance who had known each other for many years.
Kong Fan suddenly took a step and walked towards the door. Just before Jian Feng was about to step over the threshold, he slammed the door shut.
The door slammed so loudly that it almost sounded like it was falling.
The wind from the closing door hit Jianfeng's face, startling him. He rolled his eyes and tactfully ran back to his room, lying on the couch to continue recuperating.
Ying Ji, who was inside the room, also raised an eyebrow in surprise. What was wrong with this monk today? Everything about him was off. He had lost the calmness of a Buddhist disciple, as if he was holding back a lot of anger.
Ying Ji asked, "Kong Fan, was it me who provoked you, or was it Jian Feng who provoked you?"
"No." Kong Fan blurted out.
"Monks don't tell lies. You lied," Yingji said with a smile, "you've broken your vows again."
But when she saw the pain in Kong Fan's eyes, the smile on her face quickly disappeared.
His eyes should always be clear and bright, not like this.
"Why didn't you wait for me?" Kong Fan asked.
Yingji was still staring at Kongfan's eyes that were suppressing pain, and she didn't understand his nonsensical question for the time being.
"I thought you would wait for me." Kong Fan's expression darkened again, and he lowered his long eyelashes and whispered, "You don't have to wait for me. You... are free."
He smiled again as if relieved, "I'll go find you an antidote tomorrow. There's no time to delay."
Yingji came back to her senses and looked at Kongfan in shock. Only then did she understand why he had become so out of control.
An incredible emotion crept into Yingji's heart.
She frowned and looked at Kong Fan. Seeing that the pure and enlightened monk had become so preoccupied with worldly affairs, Ying Ji felt inexplicably blocked in her heart. She didn't know whether it was right or wrong to agree to Queen Mother Xue to cut off his Buddhist heart.
Yingji hesitated. She didn't know how to tell Kongfan that she had the antidote from the beginning and deliberately used his mercy to trick him into breaking his vow.
Thinking about the Sky-tearing Formation that Master Wuchen mentioned, it seemed that the loss of spiritual power that Kong Fan had lost while detoxifying her was a very serious matter.
"I didn't wait for you. He happened to be next to me, and he looked handsome, so I asked him to detoxify me." Ying Ji looked at Kong Fan with a half-smile, "Kong Fan, do you mind this?"
Kong Fan pursed his lips tightly, and after a long while he finally said, "This is your freedom."
Ying Ji stared at him and asked again, "If I go find someone else to detoxify me every month, that's my freedom. You won't stop me, right?"
Kong Fan clenched his teeth and could not utter another word.
Ying Ji smiled softly and said, "When Tian Jianfeng helped me detoxify, it was in a valley filled with birdsong and flowers. I..."
Kong Fan even forgot to perform the mute spell, and rushed forward and covered Ying Ji's mouth with his hand.
"It's all your freedom. But don't tell me anymore." Kong Fan was trembling all over. "Ying Ji, please be merciful and don't tell me those details!"
"Jianfeng is a dead man. He can't detoxify me without his essence." Ying Ji said.
Kong Fan was stunned. He actually ignored this matter.
Yingji placed her palm on Kongfan's heart.
"Kong Fan, you are upset."
Yingji slowly raised her eyes and looked into Kongfan's, and asked, "Do you want to have me all to yourself?"
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