Quick wear: I'm with my nemesis

Chapter 556

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Thunder, rain and dew are all your grace...

Xie Zhuo heard this for the second time today, and the smile on his face became brighter.

The same thing feels different when it is said from the mouth of a bad old man and from the mouth of a handsome monk.

"If I give you the right to dare, will you blame me?" He leaned slightly, and put the tip of his nose against Xuan Yan's neck.

The breath of sandalwood was introduced into the nasal cavity, making Xie Zhuo feel that his fatigue had dissipated a bit.

He simply let himself put his weight on Xuan Yan's body, and said with a light smile, "Holy Monk, do you blame me?"

The distance between the two was so close that Xuan Yan could feel Xie Zhuo's lips on his neck as if they were far away when he spoke.

He stood still, allowing Xie Zhuo to put all his weight on him without shaking at all.

But his mouth, like his body, is as immobile as a mountain.

Monks don't tell lies, it's better to be quiet than those words that make the emperor angry.

Xie Zhuo wrapped his arms around Xuanyan's waist like a spirit snake, and said with a smile, "Holy Monk, I'm asking you something."

"Don't answer, be careful of your Xiangguo Temple."

In this way, Xuan Yan said lightly: "Yes."

Once he entered the palace and became the emperor's canary, how could he not complain?

Xie Zhuo was amused by his sincere attitude, buried his head in Xuan Yan's neck, and let the breath blow against his skin.

"It's a pity, even if you complain, you can't go out."

After all, Xiangguo Temple is still in his hands.

Xie Zhuo felt that if he had not killed the people in Xiangguo Temple, Xuanyan would not be able to rebel when he left this world.

But man, sometimes it's always cheap.

Xie Zhuo wanted to see what it would be like for such an eminent monk to be dragged into the abyss of love.

He wanted to see if Xuan Yan would move while reciting the Buddha's name on the bed?

Under his unusual eyes, Xuan Yan said lightly: "The poor monk knows."

If Xiangguo Temple can be kept, what's the point of staying in the palace for the rest of his life?

Where is chanting not chanting?

Xie Zhuo seemed to be pleased by his words, he couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his earballs, and then moved up a little bit, stroking the almost untraceable stubble on his hair.

"Xuanyan, grow your hair." His words were indifferent, but they were orders.

Xuan Yan lowered his eyes: "Okay."

Since you are not a monk in name, you don't have to care about those etiquettes.

If you have a Buddha in your heart, you are a monk.

He is so submissive, Xie Zhuo wants to see what he looks like when he is angry.

bristle?Or is it still as cold and indifferent as it is now.

Rubbing the tip of the voice's ear with his fingertips, Xie Zhuo bit the side of his neck, and said like a goblin, "Master, do you know what to do after entering the palace?"

After the words fell, Xie Zhuo noticed that the person in front of him froze, and couldn't help laughing silently.

Xuan Yan was ready to spend the rest of his life in the palace, but he had never prepared to be a concubine.

In fact, before Xie Zhuo said that sentence, he didn't think he would sleep in bed.

A ripple flashed in the monk's lake-like eyes, and disappeared after a while: "The poor monk doesn't know."

It's not a lie, I really don't understand.

Xie Zhuo's tone became softer: "If Master doesn't understand, how about I teach you?"

Ruined this little monk tonight?

As his fingertips became more presumptuous, beads of sweat appeared on Xuan Yan's forehead, and his teeth were clenched tightly.

The moment his fingertips touched the belt, Xie Zhuo suddenly stopped.