I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

"Zhi'er, you are making things difficult for Sa Lan."

These gentle words fell into Bai Zhi's heart and set off huge waves.

The grievances buried in my heart burst out in an instant.

Bai Zhi sat up, silent tears rolling down her face, "Then according to what the prince said, we, I, I will never be able to stand by the prince's side?"

"Are you really that scared? So scared that you dare not face the true nature of your heart, so scared that you don't care about my love for you?!" Bai Zhi asked seriously.

Bai Zhi knelt on the stone bed, her shoulders were shaking, her throat was raw, and even swallowing became difficult.

Meng Ying stood up, her breathing became heavier and heavier, and her heart throbbed intermittently.

In the dark night, he could feel the person in front of him breathing roughly and shallowly. He was very close to her, close enough to feel her warmth, and even smell the fragrance in her hair when the breeze blew.

But this short distance is like the uneven mountains and seas, making it difficult for Meng Ying to cross.

His throat tightened over and over again, and he kept swallowing. He resisted the urge and said, "Zhi'er, I'm afraid, I'm afraid! The joy of your life is far more important than the joy of this moment...".

Bai Zhi's brain seemed to be filled with water, it was buzzing, and she couldn't hear what he said at all.

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Zhi rushed forward and threw herself into Meng Ying's arms. It's a familiar scent, a familiar sense of security. As if holding her like this, he can't run away, he belongs to her.

The remaining clarity in his mind fell apart after her hot body pressed against him.

Meng Ying couldn't control her body's instinct, so she hugged her back heavily and tightly, feeling her ups and downs of breathing and the slight trembling of her body.

"Zhi'er..."

He whispered in her ear.

"My lord, I want to accompany you..."

Bai Zhi responded to him.

Inexplicably, the two of them tightened their hands, as if they wanted to crush each other into pieces, rub each other close to their own bones and blood, and then take root in each other's flesh and blood.

Bai Zhi raised her head slightly and said, "Your Majesty, I am willing to accompany you..."

Before the next words were finished, they were swallowed up in Meng Ying's hot lips.

Meng Ying clamped the back of Bai Zhi's head vigorously, leaving Bai Zhi with nowhere to hide and no way to escape.

The bumps on the tips of the teeth are like fireworks splashed from forging iron, hot and bright, spreading in all directions, advancing layer by layer, lingering one wave after another.

The softness and slipperiness of her tongue was like an exciting poison, making Meng Ying's mind increasingly addicted. Something in my brain is expanding, gradually getting bigger, occupying all the space of reason.

A warmth in my heart spreads infinitely and gradually fills up.

Tossing and turning, sucking, lips and teeth intertwined.

At this time, Meng Ying was not at all as gentle and courteous as usual, but rather powerful and domineering with a hint of perverseness.

Facing Meng Ying's increasingly fierce offensive, Bai Zhi gradually turned into a pool of spring water, gradually unable to resist, and could only wrap her arms around his neck softly and let him plunder.

Unable to support their limp bodies, the two of them rolled onto the straw mat.

The original tingling feeling seemed to have disappeared at this time, leaving no trace.

The lips parted slightly, and the straw mat made a soft crackling sound, but they couldn't cover each other's breathing.

But the lotus roots were disconnected, and the lips that were reluctant to leave came together again.

Bai Zhi gave a shallow cry, which was like an extremely beautiful trap, tempting you to step into it step by step.

Bai Zhi gradually lost her way and was lost in the sea of ​​desire named Mengying.

But at this moment, Meng Ying's kiss stopped abruptly.

He lay on Bai Zhi's neck, breathing heavily and disorderly.

After calming down a little, he said to Bai Zhi in a trembling voice: "Zhi'er, give me some time, okay?"

Bai Zhi was stunned for a long time before she recovered from the chaos just now.

The moment he regained consciousness, a feeling of wanting to cry filled his brain.

It's like someone gave you the gift you wanted most. When you got it, you were filled with joy, but then he told you that it was the wrong gift!

Depend on! Bai Zhi wonders if Meng Ying is a man!

Can you tolerate this? ! ! ! !

I even started to doubt my life.

The uncomfortable emotions lingered, and Bai Zhi couldn't vent her grievances. Finally, she hid in the quilt and cried.

Meng Ying sat beside her blankly, looking like an old monk in meditation.

Well, he needs a little time to calm down.

Holding the Bodhi in hand, he kept turning it, round and round.

Useless!

Finally, I went outside the cave to enjoy the wind for a while and washed my face with cold water before it gradually calmed down.

When she woke up, Meng Ying looked at the moon in the sky alone and cursed herself in her heart.

It seems that wine is really not a good thing.

Back in the cave, Bai Zhi had stopped crying and was eerily quiet.

Meng Ying sat down beside her. As soon as her butt touched the straw mat, the person next to her said, "Get out!"

Meng Ying: "..."

"Princess, can you please give Sa Lan some time?" Meng Ying said coquettishly.

"not good!"

Meng Ying felt a headache and pinched her eyebrows.

"It was Sa Lan who made the princess feel wronged." Meng Ying was sincere and apologized obediently.

"Then before the prince has thought clearly, please don't get close to me, and don't always do things that make people misunderstand. My heart can't stand your teasing again and again!" Bai Zhi showed an air of negotiating terms.

"Uh……"

"You always play tricks on me like this, don't you think it's too much?!" Bai Zhi said angrily.

"Salan...don't dare."

"Ha! Go to sleep!" Bai Zhi put the blanket over her head and began to fall asleep seriously.

I said I was falling asleep, but I was so sad that I couldn't fall asleep.

Meng Ying was the same, lying next to Bai Zhi, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Everything is quiet.

Meng Ying felt really uncomfortable, so she said, "Princess."

Bai Zhi frowned, awkwardly moved her body further away from him, and said irritably: "Speak quickly! Don't affect my sleep!"

Meng Ying hesitated and said, "Can I... give you a hug?"

"roll!"

Bai Zhi fell asleep in agitation, but Meng Ying stayed up all night.

He listened to Bai Zhi's breathing all night long, whether deep or shallow, rapid or steady.

Until she fell asleep, he couldn't help but approach her and hug her gently.

*

tonight.

For Zhuo Ling, it was also extremely difficult.

My sister went to Prince Ning's Mansion and locked herself in the room when she came back.

How could my brothers not know this?

In the middle of the night, Zhuo Yao and Zhuo Hong knocked on the door of Zhuo Ling's room, and a bottle of wine dangled in front of Zhuo Ling.

Zhuo Ling was disgusted, "What are you doing! Your butt doesn't hurt anymore?"

"It hurts! But I think you are worse off than me!" Zhuo Yao raised his eyebrows.

"I can make you suffer even worse!" Zhuo Ling punched Zhuo Yao and stopped within a few inches.

The three siblings were admiring the moon in the courtyard and drinking one bowl after another.

Different from Meng Ying, these three people are all huge, no matter how many, they are extremely sober.

Zhuo Yao leaned sideways on the recliner and said, "Sister, is she okay?"

"Good! Better than you! She has brother Salan, how can that be bad?" Zhuo Ling's eyes were filled with tears.

The two were at a loss for words, and both sighed, "Hey!"