The paranoid male protagonist has been coveting me for a long time [Quick Transmigration]

The days passed by, and it was half a month. Ji Zhuotao kept asking Shanfa about the inner demons. After all, Shanfa was left to eliminate the inner demons, but Shanfa kept silent, and he had no choice.

The rumors in the He Mansion have gradually evolved from speculation and sensationalism to conclusive evidence—after all, Ji Zhuotao has never concealed his closeness to Shanfa, but Ji Zhuotao is the young wife of the head of the family, and everyone dare not offend him even if they are dissatisfied.

It was Ching Ming Festival, Ji Zhuotao specially finished the affairs ahead of time, and took Shanfa to the He family's ancestral grave.

In the depths of the rice paddies on the mountain, the cooking smoke is curling up, and the birdsong is crisp and melodious. The graves are clean, and tributes and incense candles are placed. "It is also an explanation to tell the ancestors that you have become a monk."

He looked back at Shanfa, and saw that Shanfa bowed to his ancestors in a correct manner, then got up and said, "Thank you, benefactor."

Although Shanfa didn't feel that he had any fetters with the He family, he was alone the day He Yuanwai gave up on him, but he liked what Ji Zhuotao did for him, so he came to the He family's ancestral grave.

He likes that Ji Zhuantao spends time for him,? It seems that Ji Zhuantao cares about him from the surface.

But Shanfa still doesn't know what kind of attitude Ji Zhuotao has towards He Li. After all, the male fox is a long-lasting animal and can only have one partner.

Tomb-sweeping Day must have rain, but only intermittently, misty rain and mist, no rain when I went out, thinking that the journey is not far, so I didn't bring an oil-paper umbrella, and I didn't even bring my servants.

The path was lightly rained, passing through branches and weeds, Ji Zhuotao’s temples were stained with morning dew, and the soles of his shoes were also stained with soft mud. He said angrily, “Why did it suddenly rain? I only washed my hair this morning, and my makeup also needs to it took."

He is very serious when he makes women's clothing. From head to toe, he dresses up completely as a woman, and he even makes up by himself. After a long time, he can be fake without using magic techniques. In addition, his body is originally a feminine appearance, which looks real. like a woman.

It doesn't matter to Ji Zhuantao if it rains and wets his makeup on weekdays, but today he stays with Shanfa, he doesn't want Shanfa to see his smudged appearance.

Ji Zhuotao covered his forehead with a handkerchief and walked with his head down. However, as he walked, he suddenly couldn't feel the rain. He raised his head as if feeling something, but saw that there was a transparent layer on top of his head, blocking the raindrops outside. The transparent layer also vaguely showed the shape of a dome because of the raindrops.

"Shanfa, it's you..." he said in surprise, his eyelashes were stained with mist, through the thin rain and fog, he turned his head to look at Shanfa who had been walking silently beside him, and blinked, "Are you helping me?" I cover the rain?"

"Yeah." Shanfa didn't know what he was thinking, he only knew that Ji Zhuotao said that he just washed his hair this morning and didn't want to get caught in the rain, so he covered him from the rain.

The faint sandalwood on Shanfa's body filled his nostrils, and the wind was blowing just right. He could distinguish the sandalwood from the green grass fragrance in the breeze and drizzle, but the very faint smell made him feel fascinated. In an instant, he was agitated by a spontaneous impulse.

However, the words slipped around his lips, and he still didn't say it in the end. This is the sadness.In terms of emotion, he has failed Shanfa many times, and in reason, he is the "sister-in-law" of Shanfa in name.

But he didn't want to break even the last bit of relationship with Shanfa, so he never left He Fu.

Ji Zhuotao's brows were a little sad, looking at the misty and rainy mountains, he said, "You don't have to do this, it's too wasteful."

Some magpies flew by chirping, flying low because their wings were wet with water, and shuttled happily among the treetops.The singing of birds echoed in the mountains, which was pleasant to the ear.

Shanfa's complexion is as white as jade against the green environment, and his treasure looks solemn. His monk's robe is a little wet, but he doesn't care much. He only cares about helping Ji Zhuotao to cover the rain, and just said: "Don't waste it."

"Don't worry, the poor monk will cover it for you."

Ji Zhuotao laughed a little when he heard that, but in fact his own cultivation level is higher than that of Shanfa, so it is not a problem at all to use it as a shelter from the rain.

How come he looks like a porcelain man who needs protection everywhere in front of Shanfa, he can't even get drenched in the rain, he is a monster, not to mention that he is not easy to get sick, even if his makeup is soaked by the rain, he can still use it Illusion to create an illusion.

I am afraid that only Shanfa is so naive as to believe what he said casually.

After returning to He Mansion, Ji Zhuotao followed him to the shanfa room. Seeing that his injuries had healed, only a shallow scar remained, so he was relieved.

He didn't leave immediately, but when he saw Shanfa meditating in front of the Buddha, he took advantage of the opportunity to sit in front of the bronze mirror, made a few random shapes with illusion, and said casually, "Shanfa, do you look good with my makeup?"

Hearing this, Shanfa raised his eyes to look at him, he was sitting in front of the dressing table, he had already changed his clothes, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he was looking at him with a continuous smile.

"The donor looks good no matter how he dresses up." Monks don't lie.

Shanfa suddenly had some illusions.

He shelters him from the rain, and he grooms him.

Looking back on their relationship during this period, the two became more and more intimate and natural. They ate together, went out for spring outings together, occasionally discussed ancient books, talked about business and did accounts, except that they didn’t sleep together at night.

Ji Zhuotao pursed her lips, then changed the topic directly, and asked, "Have you ever thought about what kind of wife you would marry if you were not a monk?"

"Or... what kind of wife would you marry if you were dissented?"

He... actually just wanted to know what style Shanfa liked, and then he changed to that style of makeup.

Shanfa paused for a while, unable to make another move for a long while.He's not stupid, considering the context, Ji Zhuotao's two sentences are nothing more than testing him.But why test him?Ji Zhuotao had always been very calm before, and never tried him.

The answer that he couldn't believe before was presented to him easily now, but he couldn't believe it even more because it was too sudden, as if his heart was suddenly lifted in the air.

Yet he would rather have his heart branded with repeated searing than have an answer—whatever it was.

If the answer is not what he thinks, Ji Zhuotao has no affection for him, then he will be sad.But if the answer is the opposite... But Shanfa is a monk, he can't reply at all, then both parties will be sad.

Under such repeated and sad entanglement, the demon that has been suppressed for a long time can't bear it anymore, so eager to try again it turns into a phantom and comes out again. The attack is menacing, and the obstruction of good law is useless.

The room was once again filled with shadows.

The rampant words of the inner demon echoed in Shanfa's ears, "You are so cowardly, thinking that everything will be fine if you lock me up? Do you think that if you don't think about it, those things will really not happen?"

"Master Shanfa, you can't lock me up, because I am you! Even if you become a Buddha, you can't get rid of me."

Of course, this is false. When the virtuous dharma enlightens the Tao and becomes a Buddha, there will be no appearance of the law, and there will be no appearance of the dharma. If you cultivate to the state where all dharmas are empty, the demons will naturally cease to exist.

But even if it is fake, it has had some impact on the good law.Shanfa frowned, sat down, and began to chant the mantra to the Buddha statue.But this time, the inner demon had been imprisoned by him for too long, and he talked too much, constantly nagging in his ear.

He didn't even hear the few questions that Ji Zhuotao interspersed with.Ji Zhuotao asked a few more questions, seeing Shanfa's expression was uneasy, as if he didn't want to answer this question, so he didn't ask any more.

Ji Zhuotao was doing her makeup in front of the bronze mirror. When she turned her head, the exquisite earrings swayed slightly. The beautiful woman with white teeth and red lips, pink makeup and jade carvings reflected in the mirror was like a red crabapple flower protruding from a short wall in a deep courtyard.

He happily raised his orchid fingers and put on rouge: "Yes, my technique is getting better and better."

Xiaobai watched the host go farther and farther on the road of women's boss, and there was a posture of never returning... I was a little worried, the next world should choose a normal one, so as not to change the host's personality into a motherfucker .

Seeing that there was no response from the inner demons making troubles, Shan Dharma started making troubles as before.

Ji Zhuotao sat in front of the dressing table and looked at the mirror, and the demon turned into the appearance of Shanfa and sat on the dressing table, blocking between Ji Zhuotao and the bronze mirror, as if he was always looking at the demon, and the demon looked at him It is also affectionate, as if the two are looking at each other lingeringly.

The heart demon put his hand on Ji Zhuantao's chin lovingly, leaned over to kiss him, like a superficial touch, but felt that it was not enough, so he lowered his head and kissed him again.

What appeared in the eyes of Shanfa at this moment was the cold-eyed monk hugging the delicate beauty. When the beauty closed her eyes, she looked a bit lazy and sad, and the red silk and white monk robes were in a mess.The demon pressed the ribbon around his waist with gentle movements.

But this time is different from before, the demon's sense of existence is getting stronger and stronger - but the demon himself has no sense of touch, because all his sense of touch is reflected in Shanfa.

If you were ignorant and unaware before, the virtuous dharma can still be tolerated.But this time... the actions of the heart demon are really shameless, but let Shanfa touch what he touches, kiss what he kisses.

Ji Zhuantao's beautiful silky long hair, soft and warm cheeks, wet and sweet red lips, slender waist, slender and slender legs, and elastic peaks...

...and the gap between the two peaks.

In this regard, Ji Zhuantao has no sense of touch, heart demon has no sense of touch, only good deeds have touch from beginning to end.

Shanfa opened his eyes abruptly, his fingertips trembling with anger, he couldn't let it go, and decided to tell Ji Zhuantao the truth.His cold voice had somehow turned hoarse, "Benefactor, haven't you always wanted to know what the poor monk's inner demon is?"

Ji Zhuotao opened his eyes and said happily: "Yes, you are finally willing to let me help you solve it?"

"...Well." When the good deeds were answered, there was no room for regret for himself, he just recited a few mantras, which could pass on what he saw to Ji Zhuotao.

He couldn't let himself go.Continuing to stay in the He Mansion is not a long-term solution, and he also wants Ji Zhuantao to retreat.

After all, Shanfa was a little hard to say, "Almsgiver, you saw it, this is the demon of the poor monk." This was his embarrassing and charming thought.

Ji Zhuotao saw Shanfa's inner demon, right in front of him, or beside him, with the same appearance as Shanfa.If it weren't for the somewhat transparent figure of the heart demon, he would almost think that this is the real kindness.

However, the expression and temperament of Xindao and Shanfa are completely different. Xindao has a faint evil spirit lingering around his body, and his movements are also wild and unruly. He is not as restrained as Shanfa at all.

The inner demon has the ascetic, holy appearance of good dharma, but does the exact opposite of it.

Finding that Ji Zhuotao can see him, the demon has not restrained himself in any way, his hands are still clinging to him, up and down, and he smiled evilly, "Beauty, do you like me to treat you like this?"

"Do you like that idiot Shanfa, or me?"

Ji Zhuotao was stunned, and turned his head slightly to hide from the demon, but there was no disgust or resistance on his expression, only a shy blush appeared on his face.

Ji Zhuotao's heart: "Xiaobai! Can you see it? Oh, I can't see it for you, but do you know what I saw? I really want to record this!"

Record it so you can watch it later anytime!To see such an emotional appearance of Shanfa, even if he is not the real body of Shanfa, he still finds it very exciting!

Xiaobai: "...What do you mean?" What exactly is he talking about?Why was it prompted to enter the little black room even though it didn't see anything? !

The author has something to say: Wan... so difficult...

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