Dasheng still has a strong boyfriend today

The author has something to say: My accent is more restored to the movie

more onomatopoeia

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Imagine it yourself hahaha

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At night, the four masters and apprentices slept in the stone house that the little old man had prepared for them alone. In this Huangsha village, there were not many people, but there were quite a few empty houses.

Sha Wujing had already soaked his head in a wooden basin to sleep, and the water in the basin was bubbling upwards.

"Master, do you think that pretty girl is interested in you?"

While applying powder to his face, Zhu Ganglian looked at Tang Seng enviously.

"Shut up, rush to the street, do you think this dead bald donkey is not narcissistic enough?" Sun Wukong was lying on the stone bed and closed his eyes to rest his mind. hand.

"Eh? Wukong, it's not right for you to say that." Tang Seng stroked the two lanyards hanging from his hat, "I know, you are jealous of my handsome face, but you can't slander me like that." As a teacher, you have to know that you are not bad."

Sun Wukong leaned his head against the wall, spread his limbs, and rolled his eyes.

"What my teacher said is true." Tang Seng stood up, walked to the bed, and reached out to touch Monkey King's slightly long curly hair, "Look, how beautiful your hair is, even if you don't look like a teacher Handsome, but don't feel inferior, at least you have hair, right?"

Sun Wukong slapped away the hand that was making trouble on his head, and let out a monkey moan.

Zhu Ganglian twisted his neck, changed his face and came closer, "Hey, master, what about me? How can I be more handsome than you?"

"Who are you?" Tang Seng rolled his eyes and pushed away the approaching pig's head, "If you want to be more handsome than me, why don't you go for a second birth, okay?"

Zhu Gang had a slumped face, twisted his neck again, and changed back.

Sun Wukong suddenly sat up from the bed, "But master, you said that this pretty girl has a crush on you, and she's not bad looking, do you want to think about it?"

"Hey, there are so many people who like being a teacher! If you think about being a teacher, don't you want to leave a way for others?" Tang Seng patted his bald head proudly, and sat down, "Besides, how can you talk about your children when you become a monk? What about personal affairs?"

Sun Wukong sneered, "That's fine too, lest she turn into a scorpion on her wedding night and scare you to death."

"Scorpion?!" Tang Seng fell off the bed in shock, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly opened because of the shock, and he looked dumbfounded, "Isn't it, is Lingqiao a monster?!"

Seeing his stupid look, Sun Wukong felt agitated, "Mortal with naked eyes, what am I talking about, and I still ask!"

"The old man is also pitiful. He thought we could keep his granddaughter when he met us, but he didn't expect..." Tang Seng clasped his hands together and sighed.

"Poor? Maybe not."

Sun Wukong muttered softly, rolled over and fell asleep.

Tang Seng also got on the stone bed and pushed Sun Wukong's generous back hard.

"Don't take up such a big place, squeeze in and save some space for the teacher!"

Sun Wukong waved his hand, and the candlestick went out.

......

At night, the sound of Xixi Suso sounded outside the stone house, Sun Wukong opened his eyes impatiently, snorted, and the sound outside stopped.

Lingqiao looked at the little scorpion crawling back from the ground, and cursed secretly.

"Damn monkey, you don't sleep in the middle of the night!"

The scorpion here is being honest, but the monk Tang is not being honest.

Sun Wukong couldn't bear it anymore and pushed away the thighs that were on his body, bared his lips and groaned dissatisfiedly, and turned around to teach Tang Seng a lesson.

As soon as he turned his head, Tang Seng touched his face with one hand, and grabbed his sleeve with the other hand, muttering in his mouth that he didn't know what he was talking about, but it definitely wouldn't be a good word.

Sun Wukong felt the hand scratching his face, and stared at Tang Seng with two eyes, as if he wanted to stretch out two hands from his eyes to beat him.

Perhaps because he was too excited, Monkey King couldn't hold back and turned into a monkey head. Now, he also heard clearly what Tang Seng said.

"Why do you grow a beard baby?"

"...cao!"

Cursing secretly, Monkey King turned his back to Tang Seng, ignoring his troublesome hands behind his back.

'This monk is selfish, narcissistic, arrogant, bragging, bad tempered, timid, bullying, stupid and stupid, it can be said that he has all his annoying personalities in one! '

Sun Wukong thought to himself, at this moment Tang Seng put his hand on his waist dishonestly.

'Recently I like to use my hands and feet! '

Sun Wukong silently added in his heart.

......

Perhaps because of getting used to it, Monkey King did not push Tang Seng away, but continued to sleep with a trace of resentment.