Quick Wear: I'm bound to the love strategy system

When the wind blew, the prayer flags held by the guard of honor fluttered loudly, making people doubt whether they could hold them firmly.

Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling...

The bell rang, but this time it was not rung by anyone, but by the robe of the Son of God.

The moon-like veil covered his eyes, leaving only the lower half of his face exposed. The intricate snow-colored ceremonial robes were like a golden mountain shining against the snow.

The silver bells were small and delicate, connected together at the hem of his clothes.

Song Shutong was very sure that she did not know this person. If a mortal saw such a little immortal once, he would feel resentful for the rest of his life.

It seems that he was born to arouse people's desires.

The spirit of a woman likes to be clear, but the heart disturbs it; the human heart likes to be quiet, but desires pull it. If you can always let go of desires, your heart will be quiet; if you clear your heart, your spirit will be clear; naturally the six desires will not arise, and the three poisons will be eliminated.

If we are asked to be always clear and peaceful, how can we be always clear and peaceful?

The sedan chair of the Son of God was already in front of them. Except for Song Shutong, everyone lowered their heads to avoid disturbing and blaspheming that person with their gazes.

Everyone else lowered their heads, which naturally made it easier for Song Shutong, the scoundrel.

Being different from ordinary people did not conform to her philosophy of life, but for some reason, she felt that the standards that bound her in the past no longer existed, and she could act recklessly, as if nothing would happen to her no matter how she acted.

Song Shutong felt his own heart beating since the first time he saw him, his cherry-like pink lips, and his graceful neck.

She could no longer control her desire, and a fire was burning in her black pupils.

He was her desire, and she wanted to swallow him into her stomach.

When the members of the honor guard saw such a disrespectful person among the kneeling gods, they were so angry that their eyes widened.

But you must not act rashly during the ceremony.

The Son of God was already tired of these rituals. If he was accidentally disturbed, he would probably float into the mountains and forests like a dandelion.

Thinking of this, the people in the honor guard all looked at Song Shutong out of the corner of their eyes.

While remembering her appearance so that he could punish her in the future, he prayed in his heart that the Son of God did not notice this rude person.

But heaven does not always fulfill people's wishes. Heaven does whatever it wants.

He did not lower his eyes to look at Song Shutong, but moved his right hand slightly with some wonderful rhythm, as if he was dancing.

The divine servant who had just looked at Lord Son of God so brazenly suddenly disappeared without any signs. Venerable Xue, who had already come down from the high platform, could not hide his surprise in his eyes.

Song Shutong felt that his eyes were wrapped in a pink and white color, and there was a fresh and elegant lotus fragrance with every breath he took.

The hard ground under my knees became soft and cold, like the leaves of a plant.

Amid the uncontrollable exclamations of the people around, a pink and white lotus bud slowly blossomed in Rong Xuan's jade-like palm.

Under the milky white light, the tender and light petals bloomed again and again, emitting tiny pink spots of light.

Rong Xuan looked at the flower bud in his hand, a faint smile blooming on his lips, like a dream or illusion.

Accompanied by bursts of fragrance, this lucky lotus finally bloomed completely.

Its pale yellow flower core was revealed, as was Song Shutong, who was kneeling on the flower core in the same posture as before.

All of Song Shutong's desire and lust for Rong Xuan disappeared into thin air when he realized that Rong Xuan had trapped him in his palm.

That incomparable face was so close to her. Although she could only see the lower half of his face, it was not difficult to guess how stunning he was.

The smile on his lips was so gentle, but thinking about his actions just now, Song Shutong felt creepy.

What exactly does this Son of God want to do to this offender?

The feeling of completely losing his autonomy made Song Shutong unable to hold back his anger. He laughed in anger and looked very polite.

He placed his right hand in front of his chest and saluted in a graceful and respectful manner.

"I don't know, Master Son of God..."

Song Shutong came up with a series of ideas in her mind, but that person didn't give her any chance to perform.

When the petals closed, Song Shutong was once again trapped in the small flower bud and held in Rong Xuan's palm.

There was a faint warmth in his palm, which warmed Song Shutong's body through the thin petals.

Rong Xuan lowered his head and smiled faintly, with an expression of boundless charm and a jade mountain about to fall.

This little scoundrel has a lot of evil in his stomach and a head full of lies, but there's no need to tell it to others.

How can you talk about private matters when there are so many irrelevant people around? It's really naughty.

Once they were alone, she could slowly start talking wittily. She just wanted to trick him, didn't she?

The surroundings were still so quiet, but unlike when Rong Xuan first arrived, it was a dead silence where even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

The only sounds left were the ringing of the bell on Rong Xuan's body and the faint sounds coming from the flower bud.

I don't know what force the flower bud was subjected to, but it started to shake.

Covered by the white veil, no one could see Rong Xuan's expression clearly, but the smile on the corner of his lips seemed to be a little brighter.

He stretched out his index finger and gently tapped the flower bud a few times, as if to comfort it.

"Don't make a fuss. You can do whatever you want when we get back." The ethereal and vague voice was deliberately lowered, making the listeners ears feel uncomfortable.

Everyone who had been pretending to be blind all raised their heads slightly and pricked up their ears, hoping to hear clearly what the sound was coming from the flower bud.

Jian Qing was so surprised that he almost couldn't stand in the crowd, his mouth opened so wide that it seemed as if two sizzling salted duck eggs could be stuffed in.

He couldn't help but turn around and express his shock to Gu Ze, but Gu Ze knew too well the unreliable character of this junior fellow apprentice.

Move your right foot and mobilize all your body's strength to step hard.

Jian Qing's originally chubby face immediately wrinkled together. He didn't dare to scream out loud and could only purse his lips tightly. His originally fair and tender face immediately turned into a bright red egg.

Chen Miaoyi quietly glanced at the flower bud out of the corner of her eye, and sighed calmly yet shocked in her heart.

Wow, that’s awesome.

It's a big hit.

It hasn’t even been three years, not even three months, and you’ve achieved it. That’s amazing, my sister.

When Song Shutong saw the flower bud closing, even though he knew he must not offend Rong Xuan, he still chose to listen to the voice deep in his heart and cursed.

"You petty bastard, I just looked at you a few times, but now you won't even let me look at you, you pervert, as expected, I didn't say anything wrong."

"A pervert is a pervert!!"

After she finished cursing in one breath, Song Shutong felt strange and wondered why she cursed like that.

Also, why was she so angry? She was very lucky to get such a punishment for doing such a bold thing. Why was she so angry?

Obviously he has nothing to do with her, why does she have such intuition?

The immortal who is high above will unconditionally forgive her sins, no matter how outrageous she is.