The girl looked at him, and her eyes were filled with tiny stars, and she said quietly:

"If Fanyin you haven't come tonight, I can let go."

"But you are here."

She raised her jaw with exquisite and beautiful lines, and hit Fanyin's heart word by word, "—Do you think I can let you go?"

The words are over.

The empress turned her slender hand, held the delicate wrist bones of the saint monk in white, pulled the person over, and pressed her on the phoenix bed in one fell swoop.

The luxurious purple clothes and the white monk's robe flew and intertwined, and fell like a flowing cloud on the smooth and cool ground of obsidian.

Fanyin's expression remained unchanged. Even though he was strongly and domineeringly pressed under his body, his eyebrows and eyes were still so holy and gentle.

The slender and thick eye feathers drooped slightly, covering all the emotions in the black pupils. The peach blossom lips were pursed and asked, "Your Majesty, why is I a monk?"

——There are so many good men in the world, why do you get entangled with me?

He raised his black eyes and looked her in the eyes so firmly for the first time tonight.

There is no escape, no wandering, no avoidance or letting go.

This is a question.

The answer is a free question.

If the answer is not good...

That's a proposition.

Fenghua's eyes flowed, her red lips slightly raised, and a trace of stunning charm swept over, "Yes, why?"

"Why can I pick all the flowers in the world at will, but I love this holy lotus of the holy monk?"

"Why would I rather give up this husband in the palace as long as the Holy Monk is willing to marry me as Fengjun?"

"Why did I take the harem and choose the attendant of the emperor this time, just because the man looked like a three-pointer in the face of the holy monk, he was neglected to be prepared and ended up like this?"

She said slowly, word by word.

Then, the phoenix eyes stared at his black pupils and asked back, "Saint Monk, why do you think this is?"

“…”

Fanyin was shocked.

It turned out that it was because of... that he was assassinated.

[Ding! The target character's Fanyin, favorability level 5, strategy completion level 55!]

Fenghua sighed while listening to the sound of rising favorability in his ears, "Fanyin, do you still doubt my feelings until now?"

“…”

The girl's white fingertips gently stroked the lips of the monk in white, "The beauty is not born from a mother's fertility, it should be the peach blossom tree. I hate that peach blossoms are easy to fall, and the fallen flowers are more affectionate than you."

...How can I get the security law in the world? I will live up to the Tathagata and never let you down.

Fanyin closed her eyes.

Buddha and her.

After all, I can only choose one, and the rest is...will be disappointed.

In the dark eyes of the holy monk in white, the ink color rolled and rose, and the complex emotions of struggle, entanglement, hesitation... flashed one by one.

In the end, it slowly turns into something and settles down.

“…”

"Fanyin, I want to kiss you."

The man's gorgeous and clear lips fell down gently and strongly.

He did not refuse.

"Sanyin, stay here tonight."

The girl's thin white and green fingers fell on the snow-white cassock around his waist and slowly faded away.

He didn't stop him.

Red phoenix tent, on the phoenix bed.

The empress in purple-clothed black hair pressed the white-clothed holy monk under her body, peeled off his white monk's robe with a slender and thin but delicate and graceful naked body.

On the inside of the slender arm, there is a little bright red cinnabar, which is thrillingly beautiful.

Guardian sand.
Chapter completed!