She no longer called him the Holy Monk, but intimately called him: Fanyin.

What a smart and wise person who is a man of Fan Yin, how could he not notice the change in the name of the Empress?

The saint monk in white lowered his eyelashes and gently opened his peach blossom lips, saying, "Your Majesty, I don't want to."

This person is indeed a saint monk who is famous all over the world and has compassionate feelings.

Even if she did something that violated his bottom line like this, his rejection was still gentle and compassionate—

"How can dreams be confused with reality?"

"I am a person outside the world. I serve the Buddha with my heart and have already decided to always accompany the ancient Buddha of Qinglan in this life."

"Your Majesty, you'd better ask for it back."

Fenghua curled the corners of her lips and lifted up the white monk robe on Fan Yin's body.

The scenery inside is revealed.

"Your Majesty..." Fan Yin frowned slightly, and the evil root that could not stop her, buried her head between her legs was fully exposed, and she was all taken to the girl's phoenix eyes.

A thin hint of shyness quietly arises from the bottom of my heart.

Just when Fanyin thought that she wanted...

I saw that the girl covered him softly with a square brocade handkerchief, and wiped him gently and carefully.

Fanyin was stunned for a moment.

In those black eyes, the noble and beautiful girl in purple was reflected in her bright and charming eyebrows, and she drooped slightly, so... gentle.

It's completely different from when forcing him.

However, the empress's beautiful phoenix eyes were condensed... its burning eyes made people tremble.

The Buddhist vocal pursed her peach blossom lips lightly and her breathing paused slightly.

My body became tighter and tighter.

Hot, hot and hard.

"Banyin, your body doesn't say that." The girl's joking sounded in Fanyin's ears with a smile.

"Everyone in the world has seven emotions and six desires, and even I am no exception. However, what I am doing is practicing." The holy monk in white closed his eyes slightly and said.

Her Majesty the Queen snorted coldly and thought to herself: If you have the ability, don’t be too tough!

What is the difference between this kind of practice and the pig's hooves in later generations?

I just slept with you, but my heart and soul still belong to the Buddha.

Don't you find it ridiculous?

Fenghua was not angry, but raised her lips like a flower and said quietly: "In this world, there is nothing I want, whether it is something or a person, that I can't get--"

"Holy Monk, I will marry you in this life."

"You don't want to do it now, and I won't force you. We... have a long way to go."

She said, gently tidying up the man's messy white monk's robe.

There is ample time.

Four words, the pronunciation is light and slow.

It seems to be alluding to something, meaningful.

Seeing the empress so domineeringly proclaiming, Fan Yin frowned slightly, opened her peach blossom lips lightly, and sighed, "Your Majesty, give up."

His voice was gentle, and his black eyes showed a hint of compassion and compassion, and he advised: "I have never changed my mind."

Fenghua stood up from the cushion, stroked the messy wrinkles on the purple clothes with a slender hand, and said condescendingly: "Then please ask the holy monk and wait and see."

She said, opening the door to the meditation room.

Fanyin condensed the girl's slender back and said, "If your Majesty likes it, it's just my monk's skin, just take it away."

"No, what I want is your Fanyin willing to be my Fengjun!"

The gorgeous and noble voice came, revealing a strong smell.

...Willing?
Chapter completed!