[Journey to the West] The poor monk is a fake monk

His whip reflected the cold light, but his cheeks were blushing, and he stared at her expectantly and tangled up, waiting for her answer.

Ah... huh?

Wait, did the poor monk hear wrong?

"what do you mean……"

He passed the whip forward, and spit out a word with sharp eyes: "Smash."

Looking for, looking for pumping?

Fuck!Sure enough, dragons are inherently obscene!

Wait, this scene is inexplicably familiar. Yes, the poor monk has experience, so I won't misunderstand it again, um, that's right!

Chen Tangtang gave himself some psychological comfort, and said lightly: "The poor monk doesn't understand the meaning of the benefactor."

The innocence of the demeanor and the nobility of the posture are simply unparalleled in the world.

The little dragon frowned and complained: "Why are you so troublesome? If you are told to smoke, you smoke, smoke well, and if you don't smoke well, you will be eaten!"

As he spoke, he threw his weapon directly into Chen Tangtang's arms.

Chen Tangtang hugged the heavy whip with great difficulty, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Is there anyone who threatens people like you?Will you eat people if you don’t smoke?

Little Naolong turned around, bent down, supported the scallop bed with both hands, and showed her back.

It seems that she didn't misunderstand, he was really looking for smoke.

Chen Tangtang held the whip and waved it. The whip was too heavy, and her tired wrist hurt after only two swings.

On Xiaolong's side, because his back was facing her, he didn't know when she would drop the whip, so he could only hear the sound of the whip hitting the ground.

Every time he thought that she would whip him after whipping the ground to test the feel, so he held his breath every time and tensed his muscles, but what he waited for every time was still the "crack" sound of the whip hitting the ground .

Because of nervousness, his back was covered with fine sweat, but her whip had not yet landed on his back.

It's fine if she doesn't fight, she obviously hasn't exerted much strength, but she is panting tiredly.

Those delicate gasps were like tiny peach-colored ants that got into his ears, crawled into his internal organs, entwined into his bones, and the slender ant legs scratched his bones again and again. .

His legs trembled, his muscles trembled, his whole body seemed to melt, and he fell limply to the ground. He clenched his teeth and tried to support himself.

He propped his arms on the bed, his muscles trembled slightly, sweat slipped into his eyes... He blinked with difficulty.

"You...you..." he said with difficulty.

Chen Tangtang: "Huh?"

His legs finally couldn't support his body, and he knelt down on the side of the bed.

He was leaning on the bed crookedly, with his arms on the edge of the bed, and his face buried in his arms.

Chen Tangtang finally no longer wanted to try the heavy whip, but approached him: "Benefactor, are you alright?"

The fine iron whip scratched the ground and made a small scratching sound, just like the sound of the whip scraping on the bone.

He closed his eyes, his Adam's apple twitching.

In a daze, he seemed to feel that her soft white hand was holding the bamboo-jointed steel whip, and the thumb and forefinger pinched a piece of fine iron, which slid down his spine. The fine iron whip stumbled on the bone, and he His skin shrank.

"You...don't do this again!" His shoulders were shaking, his voice was crying.

Chen Tangtang, who just came to his side, was in a daze.

"Benefactor, what are you talking about? The poor monk doesn't quite understand."

Little Naolong trembled, and suddenly opened his eyes, only to see Chen Tangtang looking at him with a puzzled face, his hands were empty.

Whip... where is the whip?

He turned his head immediately, only to see that the whip was thrown on the ground alone.

Chen Tangtang touched his nose in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, the poor monk has relatively weak strength, and he is a bit tired from dragging."

Although she can also use the power of the golden light, she doesn't want to waste the golden light in this kind of place, besides using the golden light bestowed by the Buddha to do this kind of thing... What is it like!

It turned out that everything was just his fantasy.

Little Naolong's expression was blank, and he sat on his lap dejectedly.

Chen Tangtang comforted him patiently: "If you have something in your heart, you can vent it in other ways, this..."

She shook her head disapprovingly.

"What do you know..." His wet hair stuck to his cheeks, his arms wrapped around his bent legs, his back leaned against the bed, and he sat listlessly, looking very insecure.

Chen Tangtang's hand pressed against his hair.

His body was as stiff as a stone, and then he slowly raised his head to look at her with a dazed expression.

Chen Tangtang said lightly: "Don't be afraid, we have to solve the problem if there is a problem, and running away is not the solution."

escape……

As if he had been poked into a sore spot, he shook off her hand.

Chen Tangtang glanced at the silver fence that imprisoned him, and continued: "I have a way here."

He shrank back again, and gave up on himself: "What can I do?"

He just lacks love, lacks a lot of love, and is never satisfied. What can be the solution?

Chen Tangtang put his hand into his sleeve, pinched an emerald green pill and placed it in front of his eyes.

The little dragon stared at the elixir, no, what he stared at were her fingers pinching the elixir—the pink fingertips were like freshly painted peach blossoms, and when she pinched the emerald green elixir, it looked like The buds are hidden behind the green leaves.

He swallowed dumbly.

Chen Tangtang mistakenly thought that he was greedy for this medicine, but fortunately she still had a lot of it.

She handed the medicine in front of him again, and said softly: "Take it, everything will be fine; eat it, and you will be happy."

Her voice echoed in his mind, full of temptation.

Xiao Qilong held his face and raised his head blankly.

At this time, both of his eyes have been opened, one eye is as dark as black sandalwood, and the other eye is as bright as rosy clouds, but whether it is bright or dark, it seems to be drenched at this moment.

"Good? Happy? Really?"

Chen Tangtang nodded, and said sincerely again: "If you are sick, you should take medicine."

ill? !

He just wants someone to love him, is this also a disease?

That's right, he wants to love too much, and most people can't cure it.

His eyes are like a garden in rain and mist, all colors flow with the rain.

"You want to help me heal?"

Chen Tangtang looked at the medicine in his hand and nodded.

you could put it that way.

Xiao Zilong raised the corners of his mouth, showing an arrogant and delighted smile, and he muttered in a low voice: "And you said you don't like me..."

He spoke too softly, Chen Tangtang didn't hear clearly: "What did you say?"

"I said..." He lowered his head and smiled, leaned over, brushed the soft and slippery tongue over her fingertips, and rolled the pill into his mouth.

Chen Tangtang's hair stood up all over his body.

Disgusting!

She secretly looked at the soft gauze on the bed, hesitating whether to wipe her fingers clean with those expensive-looking soft gauze.

Xiao Nilong swallowed the elixir in one gulp, and then slowly savored the taste of her fingertips.

Her fingers were sweet, sour, with a fruity smell, as if she had just eaten some fruit, and the fragrance of juice still remained on the fingertips.

"Can't the benefactor get up?" Chen Tangtang looked at the handsome man who was still sitting on the ground.

But he said with a shy face: "I can't get up, you help me."

"Amitabha, the donor's back is the bed, isn't it good to support the bed?"

Xiao Naolong stared at her, making hair grow up on her back.

Alright alright, just a matter of reaching out.

Chen Tangtang passed his hand to him again, it was the one he had just licked.

The little dragon was red from the face to the neck. As soon as he grasped her hand, his palm was pressed against her soft skin. The contrast between the dark and greasy skin was full of emotion that made people blush. ~ color.

Chen Tangtang exerted a little force, and Xiao Naolong stood up, and she wiped her fingers on his hand calmly.

However, when he got up, he didn't stand firm, and instead followed her strength and fell towards her.

He grabbed her waist with his hands, turned around, and pressed her onto the soft gauze bed.

Chen Tangtang was startled, but he said calmly, "Does the benefactor know what he is doing?"

Xiao Qilong sighed comfortably, but his tone was still very hard: "What's wrong? Isn't this what you want? I've already satisfied you!"

Chen Tangtang: "...Benefactor, did you see what fell on the ground?"

"what?"

"That's the benefactor's face, don't you want to pick it up?"

His cheeks were flushed by her anger, but he remained motionless: "No, it's the most comfortable for me, I won't move."

Chen Tangtang: "What exactly is the donor going to do?"

His eyes were suddenly filled with strange charm, and he said shyly and boldly: "I want you to heal me."

"But, the poor monk has..."

He quickly interrupted her: "You give me..."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Pooh look on your face!

"Benefactor, the poor monk is a monk."

He bent down, looked at her eyebrows and eyes carefully, and suddenly laughed arrogantly: "Do you think I'm a fool? I don't know if you are male or female?"

Chen Tangtang's pupils suddenly shrank.

Xiao Qilong raised his eyebrows, those eyes matched with his skin color, even if he was arrogant, he looked energetic: "You know... dragon nature..."

"The poor monk has heard about it."

"...a dragon can mate with any creature in the Three Realms, but when it reaches the age of estrus, it will only estrus with females."

He raised his hand and traced her exquisite eyebrows and eyes with his fingers in the air: "So, from the moment my heart was surging and I was thinking about you, I knew that you..."

His lips were close to her ears, and he let out a soft breath: "...it's a woman."

Oh no.

Even in such a crisis, Chen Tangtang remained silent. She stared at him and asked, "How can you keep this secret?"

Xiao Qilong showed a puzzled look: "Ah? Why do you think I will leak it to others?"

He put his hands on her cheeks angrily: "Of course we can't let others know about this kind of thing!"

You are so good, of course you can't let others see.

Chen Tangtang breathed a sigh of relief, but then, a bigger problem lay before her - how to get rid of him?

It seemed that the heavens had heard her voice. At this moment, a monster with a fish head and a fish tail suddenly lay outside the railing and said, "My lord, my lord, a handsome man came to the cave and said he was your cousin."

"Nonsense! Who can be as handsome as me... But, cousin..."

The little dragon suddenly sat up, nodded and said: "I see, you go down first."

But the fish demon dawdled back and forth in front of the railing, as if he didn't want to leave.

"What's wrong!" He raised his eyebrows impatiently.

"My lord, your cousin's complexion is very ugly, and he looks very difficult to mess with. He asked you to go out and meet him immediately."

"Hmph!" Xiao Nilong crossed his arms, "He is not easy to provoke, so is this king easy to provoke? Why does this king listen to him?"

"What did you say?" A cold voice suddenly resounded throughout the room.

Little Molong trembled: "Big, big cousin!"

"I want to see what shameful things you are doing here."

The voice was serious and indifferent, but it had the feeling of Erlang God that Chen Tangtang had never seen before in the sky.

Xiao Nilong let out an "ah" and immediately turned to stare at Chen Tangtang.

Just as Chen Tangtang was about to open his mouth, he put a finger on his lips: "Shhh, don't talk, don't be overheard by the big cousin, or she'll chop you up and eat you up, he's a long time ago I just want to eat Tang Monk meat."

Chen Tangtang: "..."

Can't you cooperate with your family? !

Fuck, what about the promised dragon nature?Could it be——Iron pestle ground into embroidery needles?

You guys are really awesome.

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