two love (gl)

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Song Ze was beside her, muttering something.The bald head is in stark contrast to the red and aggressive imprint. Under the imprint, the nose is straight, the mouth opens and closes, the chin is round, and the skin on the neck is delicate.Such an attractive little thing, how could someone say she is ugly, it is just a mark.

The lazy little nun is absolutely unambiguous in her homework, her eyes are slightly closed, her brows are soft, innocent and pious, as if shrouded in a thin layer of light.She opened her eyes after reading the scriptures, and met the gaze that was too late to take back.This is a gentle look in her eyes that she has never seen in this life, and there is a real nostalgia and pampering, which coincides with the "memory of the previous life" of the inner demon trial.

The little nun bit her cheek, ignoring the throbbing that shouldn't be there somewhere.

Amitabha, the power of the inner demon is too deep, and the poor nun can't stand it.

"Little Master, would you like to rub your legs for you?"

Rubbing the legs? Song Ze wanted to agree, but how dare he. "I'll do it myself," she whispered.

"Alright." Song Jie smiled and added more firewood to the fire.Gentle and virtuous, she fits her status as a chaste woman.

After hesitating for a moment between going to sleep and vigil, she said, "Wake me up when you're going to sleep."

Song Ze knew what she was going to do as soon as he heard it, and hurriedly said: "You sleep in the middle of the night, and I sleep in the second half of the night. I will ask the Bodhisattva for protection."

"Alright." Song Jie closed his eyes.

This dog/day fantasy.

Song, on the other hand, made up her mind to keep vigil. She sat cross-legged on the side of the fur, planning to recite the scriptures she had learned before from beginning to end.However, the wish is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.With her poor and weak flesh and blood, after two days of tossing, from fright and fear to the current temporary peace of mind, she was exhausted, and after a while, she fell asleep on the skin.

Song Jie felt a mass of heat nestled beside her, but she was too sleepy, the place where her head hit the pillar was still hurting, and she didn't wake up for a while.After the firewood was burned out, the Yin in the cave became cold, and Song Ze continued to drill into Song Jie's arms. In a daze, Song Jie murmured, "You annoying woman." He hugged her, and the two leaned on each other It is much warmer than a person's body temperature.

I don't know if it's good luck or it's useful to hold Buddha's feet temporarily, or it's because the two of them walked out of the village too far with perseverance in one day and one night.There were no thieves to chase that night, and the two who slept in each other's arms could sleep until dawn.

Song had a dream. In the dream, she was sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals. The table was steaming, and she made exquisite vegetarian dishes. She ate voraciously.A woman pulled her chopsticks away, and she looked at the man pitifully.

The man asked: "Do you still want to eat?"

She nodded repeatedly. "Want to eat."

The man said: "You can talk about it after I eat."

"I don't like rough skin and meat."

The man lifted her chin and bit her face, "I can't see it, isn't it delicious."

She saw the man's face clearly, who else would be there if she wasn't a demon.In the dream, she was very angry, didn't she just bite her face, who was afraid of others, she grabbed the demon's skirt and bit it hard.

"Oh, dead nun, why are you biting me?"

"You bit me first."

Song Jie, who was sleeping soundly, was bitten on the face by someone and woke up. The instigator was Song Ze who ate a lot in his dream.

When Song found out that this was not a dream, she was leaning on Song Jie's body. Song Jie had a tooth mark on his face, and when there was his own saliva beside the tooth mark, his whole face was flushed red, more familiar than a familiar one. Persimmons are even redder.

"Amitabha, sin is sin."

"The wind is blowing through your head."

"I thought I was dreaming..."

"what."

"In the dream you didn't let me eat."

"what."

"In the dream you want to eat me."

"what."

"In the dream you bit my face."

The embarrassing nun whispered about her dream, in exchange for Song Jie's ridicule.

"You say you, a nun, are usually lazy, but you are still lazy in your dreams. You are still greedy when you are lazy in your dreams. If you are greedy, you can be greedy. You are still lustful//Desire to smother your heart."

Laziness and gluttony, Song Ze can silently acquiesce, but how can she admit to the sin of sex//lusting her heart. "You are talking nonsense. You were the one who said to eat me in the dream, so you bite me first."

"Ouch, whose dream is that?" Song Jie almost died of laughter.

Song bowed his head and said, "Mine."

"Can I run into your dreams to eat you and bite you?"

"Think about it every day and dream at night. You said that you, a monk, are thinking about something during the day, and your head is almost on par with a bandit."

"You want to eat me that much?"

"You want me to eat you that much?"

"Bitting me in a dream doesn't count, but biting outside the dream?"

"You perverted nun, pervert."

Song Jie slipped down and spoke happily.Song Ze was speechless by what she said, unable to refute, and almost found a crack to get in.The loss came first, and she felt it was unbelievable, so she could only walk out of the cave with her head drooping.

"Stop." The little nun forgot that there was a trap at the entrance of the cave, but Song Jie hadn't. Seeing that she was about to step on the wooden spikes prepared for bandits and savages, Song Jie hurriedly stopped her.

Fortunately, the little nun was very obedient, she immediately stopped and turned to look at her.

"Look at the ground."

There were sharpened wooden thorns buried in the soil, and the little nun suddenly felt pain in the soles of her feet.

What a careless, confused bald head.

Song Jie walked over a few steps and pulled her behind, "Wait a minute. I'll go and have a look first, and remove the trap by the way."

This gentle tone was completely different from the aggressiveness just now, the little nun's nose was sore, and water came out of her eyes.

Touching her bald head, Song Jie said: "Last night, I saw a cornfield below. I'll steal some corn and bake it for you when I get there, okay?" It's like coaxing a child.

The little nun nodded quickly, "Okay."

Song Jie silently rolled his eyes.What a naughty nun.

The author has something to say: Xiao Song: Sovereign Song, what about your integrity?

Sovereign: Amitabha, I don't understand.

Ah, I think our head nun Song is so cute and wants to touch her bald head.

Chapter 70 Homecoming

After eating the roasted noodles overnight, the two escaped continued down the mountain road.Song Ze was sullen, and silently followed Song Jie one step behind.Song Jie was always vigilant, and occasionally distracted to see the emotional little nun.

"Do you think I'm useless?" Song Ze finally couldn't help asking.

It turned out that it was such a problem that was entangled all the way.Song Jie touched her bald head, "It's very useful."

Song moved her hand away and said seriously: "Speak well. You see, I don't know the way, I don't know the way, I don't know how to make a fire, I don't know how to make a trap, and I can't even walk. If it weren't for me, you would have gone down the mountain a long time ago."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have come back to life." Song Jie stopped and said, looking into Song Ze's eyes.

"What does that have to do with me...?"

"It is because of you that I will live. If you were not chanting scriptures, I might have died long ago. You still gave me steamed buns, remember? If there were no steamed buns, I would not be able to walk down the mountain. Do you think those bandits will Do dead people eat steamed buns?"

Song Ze said weakly: "No."

"Besides, you can let me take you down the mountain, give you food and sleep, that's your skill, isn't it?"

"Eh?" What kind of skill is this.

"It's like when I touch your bald head. If I touch it, I feel better. Once I feel better, I can walk."

"...You're talking nonsense." The demon of the heart would talk nonsense, but why was Song Ze feeling a little better after being told nonsense by her.It turns out that he is also somewhat useful.

Song Jie laughed loudly, hooked her palm and said, "Let's go, let's go, we'll see the cornfield soon."