[Journey to the West] Those things about me and Master

Just stop there.

He touched his eyes with one hand, only feeling a faint tingling in the moistness, all the way to the heart, almost out of breath.

Not quite used to it, he turned his head away, with imperceptible redness on the base of his ears.

"I said it...don't kiss my eyes!..."

Tang Sanzang looked a little surprised, his eyes widened, and then he smiled softly, and the mountain stream flowed into a clear sound.

"Don't kiss your eyes... so what?"

He bent down, leaned his hands on the stone wall, circled Monkey King, and moved his head closer and closer.

The hot air sprayed the pores, causing shudders and shudders.

Sun Wukong's whole body was stiff, seeing Tang Sanzang's lips getting closer and closer to him, but he couldn't react at all, and he couldn't refuse, just like a young boy who tasted love for the first time, green as fresh fruit on a branch.

Tang Sanzang's voice was very low, but to Sun Wukong, it had the power to bewitch people's hearts, and he could only be led away in a daze.

"Wukong, stick out your tongue."

Sun Wukong's heart jumped violently, but he did as he did, with a little bit of tender red in his mouth, slowly protruding his lips and teeth, like red apricots flaunting, spreading over the wall.

Tang Sanzang grabbed the tip of his tongue and sucked his lips, as if trying to squeeze out all the moisture in the tongue, but there was a bit of softness in the ferocity, leaving half a leeway for people.

Sun Wukong's body was as stiff as wood at first, he didn't know how to react, his face was even more flushed, his eyelashes fluttered, his eyes turned left and right, he didn't dare to look at Tang Sanzang, and he didn't look at the movements of the two entangled.But later, Tang Sanzang also stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his tip, turning round and round as if drawing a picture, making the sound of tsk tsk while touching and entangled.As soon as his heart moved, his thoughts also slowly drifted away, gradually sank into it, and imitated Tang Sanzang's appearance instead, with his two tongues intertwined like snakes, slippery as if playing.

"what……"

When they were separated, both of them gasped, but their eyes were still brighter than stars, shining with unique emotion.

Sun Wukong felt a tightness in his lower abdomen, and looked up at Tang Sanzang, "You know I can't resist flirting right now."

Quanzhen's stale qi remaining in his body is now less and less, and pain attacks are also less and less, presumably one is self-purification, and the other is that he has vented himself several times.It's just that now, the turbidity in his body can't be completely eradicated, and he can't resist teasing.

Tang Sanzang smiled, "Why don't you just tease him to the end, so that you can get rid of the turbidity for you? Huh?"

"Then... what if Wu Neng Wu Jing comes back?"

Although Sun Wukong hesitated, he also knew that he had already sprouted.

"The Monkey King I know is not a person who cares about this and that?"

"The master I know is not a person who always provokes heat."

The two stared directly at each other, saying this, but they both caught a smile in each other's eyes.

Along the way, they have changed too much.

From being gloomy and irritable at the beginning, Sun Wukong gradually became easy-going, learned to worry about the overall situation, learned to take care of his juniors, learned to be considerate, learned to trust, and learned to accept kindness.

And Tang Sanzang, from the original suppression of passion/desire, began to be slowly moved, slowly moved, from the original inaction to follow the trend, to learn to take action, even if he broke the precept, he never regretted it.

They all change little by little.Rather than saying that what this road teaches them is to become a Buddha, it is better to say that they are adults.

Become a better and better person.

Also fall in love with that better and better person again.

In the past 700 years, either unintentionally, deliberately, or forgotten, or remembered, they have warmed, avoided, hurt, and entangled.

Sun Wukong kissed Tang Sanzang passionately on a covered grass, and the two bit each other.

He doesn't believe in Buddhism, but among the thousands of verses, there is one sentence that he thinks may be right.

Everything in the past is like a dream.

It's good that you can see their presence, you don't have to reach out and touch them.