Has the heartthrob villain collapsed today?

Before Sun Wukong had time to understand the deep meaning of Fu Zhenhong's words, he was stunned for a few seconds by the beautiful face of the other party who was so close at hand.

Maybe it's because I haven't seen this bone demon in red for a long time, and now I am caught off guard, and even Monkey King has to admit that, aside from this little demon's scheming and bad personality, just from the appearance , is really beautiful to the extreme.

But the virtue in this little demon's bones is really rotten.

Always say some frivolous words, always do ambiguous actions, just like now, when you can talk well, but you want to push him against the door.

Just as Monkey King was thinking, Fu Zhenhong's hand had already touched his cheek, and the cold touch brought Monkey King back from his thoughts.

"Little Pomonkey, have you listened to what I just said?"

Sun Wukong opened Fu Zhenhong's hand, he thought of Tang Seng's restless and flustered appearance, and then contacted Fu Zhenhong's words, and instantly filled his mind with the provocative picture of the bone demon deliberately seducing his master .

However, when he was in the Lianhua Cave, this little bone demon had already done such intimate things with his master. His master was not forced at that time, nor did he have the panicked expression as before. Could it be that this little demon Did he do something bolder and more shameful than in the Lotus Cave, which made his master leave in a hurry, losing all his peace and tranquility?

The more Sun Wukong thought about it, the more he felt it was possible, but before he could continue to think about it, someone pinched his cheek hard.

Sun Wukong was in pain, covered his face and glared at Fu Zhenhong: "What are you doing?"

Fu Zhenhong replied casually: "If you lose your mind in front of me, you will naturally be punished by love."

The spot on his cheek was so painful that he was twisted, and when the Great Holy Lord heard Fu Zhenhong's answer that seemed to be a ghost, his anger suddenly surged upwards: "You little monster, are you looking for trouble? It can be called the punishment of love..."

Before Sun Wukong finished the last word, Fu Zhenhong was shocked by Fu Zhenhong's sudden action, and his anger dissipated in an instant.

Fu Zhenhong held Sun Wukong's face in her arms, slightly tiptoed and kissed him lightly on his forehead.

After the kiss, Fu Zhenhong pursed her lips and smiled at Sun Wukong: "This is the punishment of love." He deliberately emphasized the word 'love'.

At this moment, the scorching sensation on the cheek that was twisted seemed to transfer to Monkey King's forehead, and the Great Sage only felt that the kissed skin in the center of his forehead was rapidly heating up.

He remembered that this little bone demon did the same thing last night, when he was still drunk, he printed a light and shallow kiss on the center of his forehead.

Sun Wukong's eyes unconsciously looked at Fu Zhenhong's lips, watching these beautiful flower-like lips slightly raise a beautiful arc under his sight, watching the pure whiteness of these lips as they opened and closed. White teeth and the tip of the pink tongue: "Little Pohou, you replace the monk to finish the next thing."

Sun Wukong was immediately alert when he heard the words, he looked away, and said very alertly: "What are you going to do?"

"You really look like a woman from a good family who is about to be molested."

Sun Wukong froze, and smiled playfully at Fu Zhenhong, and the anger that had just calmed down was faintly showing signs of rising.How embarrassing to think that he, the majestic Monkey King, was said to be a woman from a good family by a little white-boned demon?

"A dog can't spit out ivory!" Sun Wukong said.

"I'm a bone." Fu Zhenhong corrected the monkey.

Monkey King paused for a moment, and quickly changed his words: "Bone's mouth can't spit out ivory."

"Can the monkey spit it out?" Fu Zhenhong asked back.

Sun Wukong was speechless for a moment.

Fu Zhenhong couldn't help laughing, "Little Pomonkey, you are so funny."

Sun Wukong was very blocked now, and he didn't want to talk to this little bone demon anymore, so he turned around and prepared to open the door and leave.

Fu Zhenhong grabbed his wrist: "Why are you going? You don't want to know what I did to your master just now?"

"I don't want to." Sun Wukong felt that it was a wrong decision for him to knock on the door in a sudden brainstorm.

"You are not allowed to go."

Sun Wukong laughed angrily at Fu Zhenhong's tone of course. He looked back at Fu Zhenhong and said, "The old grandson wants to leave, how can you, a little monster, stop him?"

Fu Zhenhong felt wronged: "You just said last night that you would listen to your wife, but you changed your mind overnight. It turns out that not only people can be so treacherous, but even a monkey that jumped out of a rock..."

Sun Wukong covered Fu Zhenhong's mouth to stop him from chattering, and said a little angrily, "You little monster, if you bring up what happened last night again, this old grandson will turn against you!"

Fu Zhenhong blinked her eyes, and licked Sun Wukong's warm palm lightly with the tip of her tongue, which made the Grand Sage let go of his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

"If you don't want me to mention it again, then help me now."

Sun Wukong asked reluctantly, "What do you want me to do?"

Fu Zhenhong pursed her lips and said nothing. After he walked to the mirror table and sat down, she hooked her index finger at Monkey King and said, "Come here."

"You called the dog!" Sun Wukong said in a very unhappy manner, but he consciously moved to Fu Zhenhong.

"Can you draw flowers?" Fu Zhenhong asked him.

Monkey King replied without thinking, "No."

Fu Zhenhong raised her eyes, and gave Sun Wukong a sideways glance.

Monkey King changed his words knowing the current affairs: "It's okay."

Fu Zhenhong was satisfied now, "Then draw a flower tin on my forehead." After finishing speaking, he added: "Don't blame me for delaying the time if the painting is not good."

"Trouble." Sun Wukong said so, and finally picked up a pen and neatly drew a crabapple flower on Fu Zhenhong's forehead.

Fu Zhenhong looked in the mirror. Although the painting was not perfect, the few sloppy strokes still outlined the charm.

"reluctantly."

Sun Wukong clicked his tongue, thinking that he used to learn Taoism under the command of Patriarch Bodhi, and he also learned some other things. Although he is not a master, he is better than other disciples of the same school, but when he came to this little bone demon, he had to do it reluctantly. Two words.

"Can I go now?" The Great Sage was inexplicably upset.

Fu Zhenhong didn't answer, but picked up the hairpin and pulled up part of her hair before saying calmly, "You can use the vellus hair to transform into a clone now, and the main body will be with me."

There is still half an hour until Youshi, and the time is not very sufficient.

The vellus clone disguised itself as the real body, and the real body followed Fu Zhenhong into the sedan chair. This was agreed at the beginning, and Monkey King had no objection to Fu Zhenhong's words at the moment.

He nodded, and was about to pluck a hair from his hair, but Fu Zhenhong tore off a strand of his hair first.

"Blow it." Fu Zhenhong spread out her palms, and placed the black strands of hair that had just been pulled from Monkey King's hair in front of Monkey King's mouth.

The Great Holy Master frowned, this scene was so damn familiar.

When this little demon was a little white cat before, he had the audacity to pluck a hair from his head and ask him to blow it. At that time, he categorically rejected him, but he didn't expect that this little demon would still treat him now. The hair started!

"Hurry up, don't dawdle." Fu Zhenhong was quite curious about this unique skill of Monkey King.

Sun Wukong gave Fu Zhenhong a fierce look, and finally took Fu Zhenhong's hand and blew lightly on the hair on the palm.

A golden halo wrapped around this strand of hair, and it quickly took on a human form after falling to the ground.

Messy and unruly short hair, handsome and tough facial features, and a pair of sharp black eyes under the handsome sword eyebrows, no matter the facial features, complexion, or tall and straight figure, they are all exactly the same as the main body.

Fu Zhenhong looked back and forth between the faces of the two Monkey Kings, and couldn't hold back, so she stretched out her hand and pinched the clone's face.

Well, the skin is tight and even feels the same.

"What are you doing!" Two voices sounded at the same time, the voice unique to Monkey King, with a hint of casualness and arrogance in the low voice, one is the main body, the other is the avatar.

"I'm checking to see if it's exactly the same."

Sun Wukong sneered: "What nonsense are you talking about, little demon, he is my clone, so naturally it is exactly the same."

"Even the same personality?" Fu Zhenhong asked again.

"Talk about him..." Before Sun Wukong finished speaking, Fu Zhenhong suddenly held his clone's face and kissed his clone's forehead.

Surprised, Monkey King grabbed Fu Zhenhong's hand and pulled him to his side, roaring angrily, "Why do you want to kiss everyone when you catch them?"

"Isn't he you?"

Sun Wukong got stuck for a while.

Fu Zhenhong ignored him, and continued to look at Monkey King's avatar instead, his beautiful eyes showed a hint of inquiry and curiosity.

The avatar Monkey King's ears had already started to turn red because of Fu Zhenhong's kiss. Now that Fu Zhenhong stared at him with such straightforward eyes, a layer appeared on his handsome face. Thin flush.

"It seems that your personality is still a little different." Fu Zhenhong looked away, and said with a half-smile: "Your avatar seems to be more shy than the real you."

After Fu Zhenhong finished speaking, she thought of something, and asked Sun Wukong again: "When I kiss your No. [-] Monkey King, will you feel as the main body?"

Sun Wukong no longer cares about the random numbering of his vellus clones by the little demon, he is now inexplicably annoyed by the question asked by the little demon: "I have already separated him, how can I feel?"

It's very hot!

This little demon is not his own body, it would be strange if he really felt it!

After the great saint finished speaking, Fu Zhenhong took another look at his avatar who was still blushing and seemed to have not reacted from the kiss. His anger suddenly became a little more intense, and he couldn't help but cursed secretly in his heart. Compete.

"You go to Master and the others." Sun Wukong said to the clone, he deliberately turned up the volume a little, and finally brought the clone back to his senses.

"Okay." The avatar Monkey King nodded, but before going out, he looked back at Fu Zhenhong, and a gleam of light appeared in those sharp black eyes.

The corners of Fu Zhenhong's lips hooked slightly, and when he looked at the main body, Monkey King, the raised arc was a little more meaningful: "Does the memory of your main body, the No. [-] little monkey also have it?"

"Why should I tell you?" The Great Holy Master was still in a very upset mood.

Fu Zhenhong didn't continue to ask after hearing the words. He looked at Sun Wukong's thick black hair. If all these hairs were pulled out and turned into countless clones, would there be subtle differences in personality?

Fu Zhenhong thought about it, and said it directly.

When Sun Wukong heard this, he covered his hair and looked at Fu Zhenhong vigilantly: "You little monster, I warn you that it's best not to touch my hair!"

Fu Zhenhong laughed at him: "It's a frightened bird."

"Who knows if you little demon will really do such a thing."

"Okay, you have to change it too," Fu Zhenhong finished the topic just now, and after looking at Monkey King from top to bottom, he said calmly, "You can't just follow me up like this." happy sedan chair."

Sun Wukong pondered for a moment, then transformed into a mosquito.

Fu Zhenhong looked at the long-mouthed mosquito flying in front of him, and was silent for a long time.

How much does this monkey love to become a mosquito?

It was the same at the Lotus Cave, and it is the same this time.

Hearing the buzzing sound made by Sun Wukong flapping his wings, Fu Zhenhong picked up the beauty fan on the mirror stage and slapped the great saint flying away who was making annoying noises.

Sun Wukong was so caught off guard by Fu Zhenhong, his small body turned several times in the air, and finally fell to the ground perfectly in a standard parabola.

"It's too noisy, change it."

Sun Wukong stood up with starry eyes, and heard Fu Zhenhong say in a lukewarm voice: "Change to a butterfly."

Monkey King shook his head, still a little dizzy: "The butterfly is too obvious, it will be found."

"No," Fu Zhenhong said, "You become a butterfly, and when the time comes, you will stop on my hairpin. As an ornament, you will naturally not be noticed."

"That's fine." Sun Wukong used the method again, and instantly turned into a butterfly.

This butterfly is the most common white butterfly in summer. It doesn't have any complicated patterns and colors. As long as a discerning person takes a look at it, he can tell that it is not the color of the decoration.

Fu Zhenhong pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then stretched out her index finger towards Monkey King: "Come here."

Sun Wukong looked at Fu Zhenhong's outstretched fingers. The joints were distinct, slender and beautiful, and the misty red gauze on the wrist brought out a bit of hazy beauty.

He flew over and landed lightly on Fu Zhenhong's fingertips.

The halo of the sunset diffused in from the window, and the light refracted by the beams happened to shine on the couple where Fu Zhenhong was in contact with Monkey King.

Under the halo, his fingers are rendered more delicate and white, like a piece of quiet ancient jade that has been carefully treasured. The white butterfly stands on the round knuckles, looking from a distance as if Kiss this delicate catkin.

The whole picture is like a scroll that has been frozen by time.

The author has something to say: Thank you little cuties for the nutrient solution~

Thanks to Watermelon Shuang, Qianliyiyiyuan, Yishulihua, 00, Jia for mine~

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The next chapter unlocks new ways to play ~ and then get on the sedan chair ~

I can only describe the new gameplay as best I can~ I love green jj, what?

Grand Holy Father: Terrified, it sounds like he is about to do something!

Xiaohong: I am a humanoid flirt without emotion.