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

Bai Zhi's legs were so weak from the kiss that she couldn't stand and leaned back. Fortunately, Meng Ying's hand held her head.

Meng Ying continued to invade, and she was constantly forced to retreat. It was not until both of them could no longer stand that Meng Ying left her lips.

"Can't stand anymore?" he gasped.

That’s a good question! Bai Zhi's ears felt hot, her breathing was a little short, and she whimpered softly.

Meng Ying picked up Bai Zhi and smiled softly, "Would you like to see Sa Lan's house?"

That’s a good question! Bai Zhi has a wilder picture in her mind, she can't fight in the wild!

She was too embarrassed to speak out, so she turned her head away in a coquettish manner.

Meng Ying smiled gently at her, hugged the person and wanted to take him back to the room.

Bai Zhi suddenly looked like a fish, struggling wildly in Meng Ying's arms.

Meng Ying was puzzled and looked at her doubtfully. The two looked at each other and suddenly blushed.

"My... corolla..." Angelica dahurica's voice sounded like a mosquito.

Meng Ying breathed a sigh of relief, but he was too impatient.

Meng Ying picked up the corolla and put it into Bai Zhi's arms. Bai Zhi held the corolla as if she were holding some big treasure and was reluctant to let go.

Meng Ying held the person in her arms, walking a little hastily, and entered his hut, a scent of fragrance wafted over.

It's like the fragrance after burning some kind of wood, which is more distant and refreshing than sandalwood.

This was the first time Bai Zhi came to his hut. She was shocked when she entered. There was a bed and a table in the house. These two pieces of furniture were simple but not shabby.

The bed was covered with the skin of a white tiger, and a pair of red candles stood on the table, with a pair of dragons and phoenixes carved on them.

"You took more than a month to build it? Did you do it by magic?" Bai Zhi was surprised.

"Well, Sa Lan conjured it up!"

"Where are these red candles? They are still wedding candles! Do you want to make a dowry for me too?"

Meng Ying was a little embarrassed. He thought that if she got married to Zhuo Yao, he would give it to her, but more often than not, he wanted to use it for himself.

"This is made by melting and dyeing the candles on the ship..." He just wanted to fool him.

"Oh..." Bai Zhi didn't know what to do next, so she just sat down on the tiger skin blankly, "Have you... eaten?"

Meng Ying was stunned, "Salan is not hungry..."

"Oh...I don't know if Xiao Yang has eaten..."

"He's not hungry either!" Meng Ying saw that she was a little embarrassed, but he was not much better.

After a moment of silence, dusk faded, the sky darkened, and the lights in the house were dim, making it difficult to illuminate people.

Bai Zhi glanced at the red candle and said, "It's getting dark..."

Meng Ying thought she looked so cute like this, so she thought a little, "This candlestick is precious, why don't you keep it, if you need it one night..."

Bai Zhi walked over with a bang, making a clanking sound on the wooden board. She picked up the fire stick on the side and lit a candle, "You are so stingy!"

Just as she was about to order another one, Meng Ying hugged her from behind and held her hand, "Salan should order it with you."

Meng Ying held her hand and lit another candlestick.

The two red candles burned brighter and brighter, but Meng Ying did not let go of her. She buried her chin in her neck and rubbed it gently.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came in from the windowless window, blowing out the red candle with the dragon carved out of it.

Both of them were stunned.

Meng Ying frowned slightly and stiffened.

Bai Zhi was also a little uncomfortable, so she immediately picked up another red candle, "Here, I'll refill it for you!"

The two red candles were lit again, and Bai Zhi moved them to a place where the wind could not blow.

For some reason, this action lit up a fire in Meng Ying's heart.

He pressed his body closely against Bai Zhi, took Bai Zhi's head with one hand, kissed her deeply, and started to move with the other hand.

No matter how much she tried to explore with her hands through the clothes, she was still not satisfied. Within two steps, Bai Zhi was pushed onto the bed cushioned with white tiger skin.

Meng Ying was anxious, her eyes were red, and her gaze became as alert as an animal.

Bai Zhi was so dizzy from being kissed by him that she always felt that her surroundings were both dark and bright, and she couldn't even tell the difference between day and night.

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