bodhisattva is busy

Not long after the Battle of the Conferred Gods, just like the ending of all fairy tales, Luo Fan and Yang Jian lived a sweet and happy life from then on...

Of course, this is impossible to drop.

The thing is like this, just got tired of crooked within a month, the two unscrupulous big show of affection finally annoyed the Yuanshi Tianzun who is currently in a state of separation between the two places, in line with the mentality that I have a hard time and everyone should not think about it, I waved my hand, so In this way, Xiao Fanzi was sent to the West as a spy.

Fortunately, although the west is far away, it only takes a few minutes to drive back and forth on a cloud. Therefore, Luo Fan, a good man in the new century who is very family-friendly, lives a regular life of going to the west for work from nine to five during the day and coming back to sleep at night.

The only regret is probably that there are always such and such cups in the matter of rolling sheets, which is very beneficial to physical and mental health, but generally speaking, the little life is not bad.

A few years later, Western religion was officially reorganized as Buddhism at the insistence of the Taoist priest. The next day after the name was changed, Taoist Zhunti ran away from home, and his whereabouts are still unknown. Luo Fan himself was soon forced to become a Taoist priest. Changing his job became a very sad and busy job of Bodhisattva, and things finally slowly developed in the direction he was familiar with.

One day, the Tathagata, who used to guide the Taoist priest, recruited Luo Fan over with a smile, and ordered Jin Chanzi to give him a piece of clothing, saying that it was his future work uniform, and he had to wear it when he went to work so that ordinary people could recognize him at a glance. come out with him.

With Jin Chanzi's schadenfreude smile on his face, Luo Fan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and he reached out tremblingly to take the uniform. The pale color and the tulle material instantly deepened his feeling when he caught sight of it. Feeling ominous, the little boy trembled violently.

I closed my eyes and said silently twice in my heart: This is an illusion, why did I suddenly feel that it would be the long white gauze dress in my memory?It's definitely an illusion, it's impossible for someone as serious as Tathagata to be so funny, hahahaha...

With a few dry laughs, Luo Fan opened his eyes, holding a complicated mood of who would go to hell if I don't, suddenly twisted up a corner of his clothes and shook it to see that the long white gauze skirt was silently swaying against the cool wind from the sky , the undulating arc seemed to be mocking Luo Fan's self-deception a second ago.

Fuck, there is nothing like a thunderbolt from a blue sky, Luo Fan's face at this moment is definitely much uglier than when he was hit by a thunderbolt a long time ago!

Throwing that appalling overalls on Jin Chanzi, Luo Fan straightened his back, stared straight at Tathagata with unyielding eyes, and said solemnly: "No, labor and capital have no fetishism!"

Tathagata, as one of the most enthusiastic bosses in the world today who are keen to squeeze labor and deduct wages, solemnly expresses that you have to wear what you wear, and you have to wear what you don’t wear, it’s not up to you!

Under the threat of evil forces, Luo Fan, a small clerk with no power, power and background, had to succumb with tears in his eyes. With a bitter face, he ignored Jin Chanzi's sympathetic eyes and silently withdrew from the hall.

When he got home from get off work, Yang Jian hadn't come back yet. Luo Fan took the opportunity to sneak into the house with his overalls in his arms, quickly locked the door, and put countless barriers on the door, trying not to let Yang Jian break through the defense line in the slightest. The opportunity to go to the house——Nima wearing that stupid uniform, he would never let Yang Jian see such an extremely embarrassing thing!

After confirming that all the defensive work was done, Luo Fan took out the pale and pale uniform with tears streaming down his face, put it on hesitantly, looked in the mirror, and I'll go, that kind of uniform is only called again. Is it swollen to feel like you can directly enter the Journey to the West set with a jade bottle in your palm? !

Looking at the image in the glasses with disgust, which was infinitely closer to the Guanyin Bodhisattva in his memory, Luo Fan decisively decided after half a second that he would rather fight the danger of not paying wages, and fight the evil forces to the end, and resolutely refused to wear it. This dummy overalls!

Luo Fan frowned in disbelief and tugged at the small white tube top that barely covered his chest, his face turned from red to white and finally settled on the black column: Nima is still low-cut! ! !

No, this dress must not be shown to others, otherwise the fame of labor and capital as well as the glorious image of seriousness and wisdom will be ruined in one go!

Carefully inspected the house, very well, Yang Jian hasn't come back yet, there is still enough time to destroy the corpse.

Luo Fan nodded in satisfaction, and was about to quickly take off the long white gauze skirt when a deafening cry came from beside his ears: "Bodhisattva!"

The bleak tone and the high pitch made Luo Fan's hands tremble, and he forcibly tore off the strap of the little tube top...

What's even more disastrous is that at the same time, he, who has dutifully fulfilled his duties as a Bodhisattva for many years, is very skilled and reflexively waved his hand, teleporting himself to the sky above the shouting down-and-out scholar, sitting on the lotus seat, The golden glow on the back is dazzling, and the cool outfit and pretentious smile that should be there are not in the slightest.

With his appearance, the scholar raised his head in surprise: "Bodhisattva, it's a Bodhisattva! The Bodhisattva has appeared!" Then he kowtowed.

Luo Fan smiled and nodded, looked at the scholar with compassionate eyes, and was about to say something, when suddenly he felt a chill on his chest, and the small tube top with a broken strap slid down lightly...

Fuck, what kind of trouble is this? !

Taking advantage of the time when the scholar kowtowed, Luo Fan calmly pulled up the small tube top with grief and indignation in his heart, but the strap was broken and could not be fixed, but these are minor problems, and the word Jizhongshengzhi is tailor-made for this situation of.

I saw him pressing his chest with one hand, and quickly called out the jade bottle to hold it in his hand with the other, and pressed the bottle firmly to his chest to fix the crumbling tube top, although the posture of holding the jade bottle in his hand did not affect his body. It's too standard, but the expression on his face is so upright and compassionate that one can't fault it from a distance.

Maintaining this difficult posture that is neither awkward nor embarrassing, Luo Fan just wants to solve this problem quickly and then quickly go back to change clothes, not to mention women's clothes, the straps can be broken if you just pull it, where did you buy it? Knockoff?Cutting corners is not such a steal!

He was sitting in the middle of the air, talking constantly, and the scholar below was also talking about his tragic experience, from the loss of his father in his childhood to the loss of his wife in his middle age, to the loss of his name, Sun Shan had nothing to love, and today he came across the Guanyin Temple while he was on the way to avoid the rain , Seeing the Bodhisattva smiling as if tolerant of the world, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, and cried loudly about the injustice of the world and the ignorance of the sky. Unexpectedly... he actually made him call out the Bodhisattva...

The word "囧" is definitely not enough to describe Luo Fan's mood at the moment, he just wants to slap this guy away!

After talking about his tragic experience, the down-and-out scholar solemnly made his lifelong wish in front of the kind and compassionate Bodhisattva: "Greatly merciful and compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, please bless me in the coming year when I will be the No. "

"It has something to do with labor and capital!" Luo Fan muttered in a low voice, not willing to talk to this guy anymore, turned around decisively and went home.

He used the power of mortal summoning to teleport away from the room at first, but it was not so convenient when he came back, so he had to sneak in through the front door with one hand covering the small tube top and the other holding the hem of the skirt. It was a tragedy in life. .

He anxiously leaned on the door and looked left and right. It was quiet in the temple. Yang Jian, his two natural black apprentices and the cute Roaring Sky Dog seemed to have not returned yet. The wind rushed to the door of the dormitory hall quickly, and he kept stepping, while habitually waving his sleeves to open the door——as a real god, Luo Fan said that even for such a trivial matter as opening the door, he would choose to use mana to pull the wind. Instead of running over and pushing the door stupidly, the tragedy happened again.

"boom!"

A second later, a certain white figure slammed into the thick door panel magnificently...

Damn, I forgot the enchantment I set up before...

Grinning his teeth and rubbing his red head, Luo Fan resigned himself to eliminating barriers layer by layer, pushed the door in, and suddenly heard a familiar voice: "You are back, Master... Uncle ?!" Yang Jian's originally gentle and cheerful voice suddenly changed into unbelievable doubts the moment he saw Luo Fan.

Since the Battle of the Conferred Gods, especially after his physical body was sanctified to work for the Heavenly Court, Yang Jian's emotions in front of people have become less and less, and he has gradually developed a tendency to become a calm emperor, which can surprise him like this. Knowing if I should be proud of this right now...

With a stiff body, he waved his paw at Yang Jian with a dry smile: "Yo, Sao Nian!"

All of a sudden, a thick aura named Er gradually spread from the door to the entire room.

"Uncle, on you..." Yang Jian hesitated to speak, his eyes were tangled up, as if he was thinking about how to speak so as not to hurt his shattered heart of his uncle.

"Ahem..." With Luo Fan's thick skin comparable to that of a city wall, the embarrassment was only a matter of a moment. He quickly adjusted his mentality, calmly straightened his sleeves, and pretended to be casual. , how does nephew feel?"

The implication is that labor and capital are not obsessed with women's clothing, and everything is the fault of the Tathagata!

"Very..." The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, and he finally picked out a word with the least lethality, "Uh...special."

It has to be said that Luo Fan's figure is relatively slender, which is obviously inseparable from the fact that he has used spells everywhere since he became a fairy and lacked exercise, but after all, he is not a real woman, even if she is dressed in sexy The tulle skirt also has nothing to do with a series of words such as charming and enchanting, and it seems a bit nondescript at first glance.

Fortunately, he has always been able to pretend, and his temperament is still very good. He has been in the Bodhisattva business for a long time, and he can squeeze out a compassionate smile anytime and anywhere.

He stood at the door, against the light, and the dazzling sunlight cast a golden halo on his body, and the white tulle skirt was also dyed into a faint golden glow by the sunlight, fluttering with the wind. Flying and swaying, without the slightest aura of fireworks all over her body, the whole person seemed illusory, as if she could disappear into the golden sunlight at any time.

— like a god.

No, he is God!

Owner demagogic capital.

"Little Martial Uncle..." Yang Jian suddenly felt that the dress was not as dazzling and funny as before.

His little uncle always has such an ability, no matter what kind of clothes, he can wear a different charm, without the slightest abruptness, no matter what the environment is, he can live happily and freely, without any reluctance.

He thinks that he will never be able to live a life as unrestrained and unrestrained as his little uncle, and that's why he is attracted, that's why he admires, that's why he loves, and that's why he's persistent.

Life is alive, how can there be no helplessness, how can there be no hardship?Even if you become a fairy.

But only Luo Fan, and only Luo Fan, has never had the word "confused" in his eyes. He will try his best to solve problems, and if he can't solve them, he will accept or ignore them decisively, and he can't tell what to do. Say he is heartless or too knowledgeable about current affairs.

But because of this, his eyes will never be blocked by darkness, and his soul will never be lost and confused, so Yang Jian never finds it unbelievable that his rapid practice speed has nothing to do with his talent, just because he Stand on the road.

The word "Tao" means being cold-hearted and desolate, with no desires or desires. Luo Fan is obviously far away from this realm, but from a certain point of view, it is also unbelievably close.

Luo Fan is cold, but not lacking in compassion. He is born to be a person who is suitable for cultivating Taoism and becoming a god.

Yang Jian knew very well that without his bondage, his little uncle would be able to go further along the road of Taoism... a height that he could not reach.

But he was unwilling to let go, he wove a net with tenderness, built a cage with affection, broke his wings, cut off his way forward, and bound the god who should have stood above the heavens.

But he is not a qualified watchman, allowing his prisoner to enter his heart, gradually condensed into a trace of obsession, and then indulged that obsession, and finally turned into a demon, entrenched in his soul with teeth and claws.

The inner demon has been born, and it may be difficult to improve in this life.

He didn't feel regretful.

What is there to regret?He's got him, he's his!

Just enough.

Seeing Yang Jian standing there silently with downcast eyes, as if caught in some inexplicable thoughts, the atmosphere froze for a moment, Luo Fan approached, and habitually stretched out his hand in front of his eyes, seeing Yang Jian finally recovered and raised his eyes to look at him , the pitch-black eyes seemed to be impenetrable to light, they were so dark, she stared at him fixedly, her eyes were full of his figure, and her heart trembled suddenly.

He calmed down and suppressed his rapid heartbeat, and said calmly, "Who do you think is so preoccupied?"

"Uncle Master..."

Yang Jian didn't answer, just called him softly, his eyes were so focused that he couldn't think of perfunctory.

"Ok?"

Luo Fan raised his eyes and looked at him without hesitation, but his mind was in a state of chaos and he couldn't calm down, he couldn't help but guess what Yang Jian wanted to say.

"you are mine……"

The sigh-like ending suddenly disappeared between the lips and teeth that fit together, and the unfinished words were full of inexplicable satisfaction and joy, mixed with a little bit of emotion, which was indescribably confusing.

Luo Fan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, and suddenly felt peace and quiet in his heart. He opened his lips cooperatively to meet this extremely lingering kiss, and let the tip of the other party's teeth rub against his soft lips, pampering the other party's tongue. Sliding through the teeth into the mouth, rolled up his tongue intertwined.

The tip of the nose rubbed against the tip of the other's nose, and even the breathing blended with each other, becoming more urgent and eager, the liquid that was too late to swallow slipped down the gap between the corners of the lips, and the almost obscene sound of water stains rang in the ears, making people more tempting and reluctant to part.

The embracing hands began to move around, gently sliding and whirling on each other's waist and back, wandering on each other's sensitive points, the heat in the room rose instantly, the emotion became stronger, and the desire gradually raised, following each other's movements , touching and rubbing lightly through the clothes, but it was far from enough to relieve the heat of the lower body, and a brief low sigh could not help but overflow from the pressed lips and teeth, which seemed to be satisfied and painful, making people unable to tell whether it was a Kind of sweet or kind of torture.

Yang Jian caressed Luo Fan's waist, separated by a thin layer of white gauze, the slightly rough gauze rubbed against the tender skin on his waist, causing a pain as if the skin was about to be worn out, a slight pain But they couldn't extinguish the lust rising from the inside of their bodies. It was so hot that it seemed to be able to start a prairie fire, until they burned each other into ashes.

The intense kiss continued, and no one wanted to end it.

Luo Fan untied Yang Jian's belt, slightly opened his outer shirt with his fingertips, and nimbly slipped his hands into the interfering inner shirt. His palms were tightly attached to the warm body, and his slightly impatient touch gradually moved from his chest to his warm body. The waist and abdomen, the firm texture under the palms seemed to have some inexplicable attraction, the not-so-soft touch tempted his fingers to linger in it, repeatedly whirling away.

not enough……

Not enough, nothing is enough!

The whole hands, the whole heart, and the whole soul are clamoring for hunger and thirst! !

Longing for this person, longing to possess him, longing for the warmth in his eyes and the heat under his palms.

He is like a glutton, tireless and unsatisfied, leaving only the most instinctive desire to devour the other party's body, mind, soul, enthusiasm, and everything he can see and feel about the other party, making this person completely belong to the He belongs only to him!

Yang Jian……

My Yang Jian!

With a thought in his mind, Luo Fan gently pushed Yang Jian away, his lips and tongue separated, and the remaining liquid adhered to each other's lips to form a silver thread, reflecting the faint golden glow of the sun, and then broke suddenly. The sound was clearly audible in the panting room.

Yang Jian's eyes were dark, he hooked his lips with a smile that was not a smile, and unconsciously stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick his lower lip. The red tongue, white teeth, warm and gorgeous lips, and cold and handsome face intertwined into a pair that was almost demonic. The charming picture is captivating and depraved.

In the next second, Luo Fan's Adam's apple, who had always thought himself to be pure-hearted, ascetic, and focused, slipped, swallowed silently, and suddenly felt... dry mouth...

He opened his lips, and it took him a while to make a sound: "Go to bed..."

His voice was unexpectedly low and hoarse, which made him hardly recognize that it was his own voice.

Yang Jian completely ignored his kind proposal, leaned close to him, gently pecked his ravaged thin lips, and then pushed him hard against his shoulders to the pillar of the bedroom.

"Don't go, just stay here... that's fine..."

Under the violent shaking, the small tube top that was dangerously hanging on Luo Fan's chest, which was already precarious, swayed tenaciously, and then slid down unbearably...

"Uh……"

"...belly bag?"

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Embarrassed, Luo Fan blushed, and had the urge to cover his face and run away, peaty, he actually forgot about this!

You get used to things like losing face, so Luo Fan quickly recovered, and calmly stretched out his hand to take off the tube top, well, it’s the bellyband, and tear it off. Anyway, if it goes on like this, the next step should be Undressed.

Thinking of this, he simply stretched his hand to his waist to untie his belt, and was about to take off the long skirt that was in the way, but Yang Jian suddenly held his hand down.

"What?" He looked up at Yang Jian suspiciously, didn't he do it?Isn't it right, labor and management are burning with lust, right now? !

Yang Jian smiled honestly: "You don't need to take it off...it looks pretty good."

nice?nice!nice? !

Luo Fan was stunned, these two words kept floating in his mind continuously, which made him suddenly have the urge to kick Yang Jian into the air.

Yang Jian looked at Luo Fan's expression of being stunned by thunder, and felt happy. He suddenly squatted down and picked up the corner of the long skirt, and calmly lifted it up to Luo Fan's eyes. His tone was cold, and he spoke as if ordering : "Bite."

Luo Fan didn't react for a while, and obediently bit the corner of his skirt after receiving the order.

Very nice.

Yang Jian rubbed his hair approvingly, then untied the belt of Luo Fan's underwear with one hand, and the baggy white underwear suddenly fell to the ground.

The lower body suddenly felt cold, Luo Fan finally came back to his senses, and was instantly surprised by his appearance at the moment. The obscene pants were taken off, the long skirt in front was lifted up, and the corner of the skirt was still biting his own mouth. His coat is still loosely draped over his shoulders...

This is not the point, the point is that Yang Jian actually knelt in front of him on one knee. He looked down at Yang Jian's half-drowned eyes, and could only see his black eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, spraying the burning hot water on the desire part of his lower body. Breathe clearly and feel...

Luo Fan suddenly trembled like an electric shock, and even his voice trembled, saying incoherently: "Fuck, this... this... the taste is too strong, hey..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the corner of the skirt loosened and slid down slowly, almost covering Yang Jian who was half kneeling on the ground. That cheating look a few minutes ago.

Hearing the sound, Yang Jian raised his eyes to look at him, his phoenix eyes were slightly raised, his eyes were not as simple and gentle as before, but mixed with a trace of indifference and arrogance, he glanced at Luo Fan expressionlessly, then lowered his eyes for a moment.

With just one glance, Luo Fan felt as if something exploded in his mind, and he couldn't care about anything else. The heat in his whole body rushed to his lower body. The desire that was only half raised his head was very spineless...hardened... …