The host of fast transmigration, she floated away

Chapter 388 Little monk, do you accept nuns in your temple? 47
After letting Wu Xin go, Wu Xin panted slightly and looked at the empty space, "Little monk, if you really became a monk back then, you would have violated the lust warning more than once."

Jingkong licked his lips slightly, with a shallow smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, "For the sake of the little benefactor, it's nothing to commit a crime of lust."

Reach out, fish Wuxin into his arms, and then sit on the bed with Wuxin in his arms.

"I'm still more curious about where you learned all this?" Wuxin said in a depressed tone.

After all, shouldn't the young monk look pure-hearted and ascetic.

"I wanted to do this in my heart, so I did it." Behind Jingkong, he held Wuxin's little hand and played with it.

"You can do whatever you want to others?" Wuxin looked at Jingkong with a suspicious look on his face.

"For others, I don't have this kind of thought, and I won't have it." Hearing this, Jingkong pressed Wuxin's head in his arms, and rubbed the top of Wuxin's hair with his chin.

Wu Xin clicked her body lightly, and then struggled out of Jing Kong's arms, "I haven't felt your pulse yet."

When Jingkong heard the words, he stretched out his hand and asked Wuxin to feel his pulse.

Wu Xin put her fingers on Jing Kong's wrist, and listened carefully for the pulse.

After a while, he withdrew his hand, "The effect is very good. It is estimated that after three days of acupuncture and medicinal bath, the residual poison can be eliminated."

"Hmm." Jing Kong responded in a low voice.

"Okay, I'm going to sleep. You can go back." Wuxin looked at Jingkong and said.

"Can't you stay?" Jingkong looked at Wuxin with a gleam in his eyes.

Wuxin shook her head, "What if it is discovered..." It seems that there is no way to be discovered.

"You won't be discovered." Jingkong said, directly pressing Wuxin on the bed, and then lay down.

Unintentionally "..." This little monk is getting more and more aggressive.

Forget it, pet it.

After Jingkong lay down, he looked at Wu Xin's side face, reached out and gently rubbed Wu Xin's face, "Little donor, did you meet the Crown Prince of Su today?"

"See you." Wuxin reached out and grabbed Jingkong's hand that was touching his face, then turned sideways and met Jingkong's eyes.

Then he saw the killing intent flashing in the little monk's eyes.

Unintentionally "..."! ! !How fat four!

You have to always remember that you are a monk!

"Little monk, do you have something to hide from me?" Wuxin asked, looking straight at Jingkong.

Jingkong didn't dare to look directly at Wuxin's eyes, stretched out his hand, pressed Wuxin's head into his arms, and said in a low voice, "Little benefactor, would you like to hear my story?"

"Yeah." Wu Xin obediently buried her head in his arms, and replied.

"Then, before I tell the story, can the little benefactor tell me why you said that your sweetheart is Su Yanchen?" Jing Kong's tone was very gentle, but there was already a trace of blackness in his eyes, like a dream that was brewing. A hurricane, once formed, would bring endless destruction.

"Ah, because, I met a fortune teller before, and he said that my sweetheart will be a big man with the character 'Shen' in his name." Wuxin said half-truthfully.

Jing Kong was stunned when he heard the words, the ink in his eyes receded like a tide.

"Well, that's a coincidence. Before I became a monk, I also had the word 'Shen' in my name, sinking Shen." Jing Kong's tone was filled with endless gentleness.

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head, touched his lips against Wuxin's hair, and said vaguely, "So, the sweetheart of the little benefactor can only be me."

"Well, it can only be you." Wuxin snuck into Jingkong's arms, "Even if your name doesn't include Shen, it can only be you."

　The cover has been changed, I don’t know when it will pass the review, Xiao Ke Nai remember the title of the book, don’t get lost
　　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)