Chapter 107

Lying in bed, she quietly took a pill, looked at the smoke filled and opened, a touch of figure then jumped in, she closed her eyes, as if in a deep sleep.

A shadow came to the bedside, opened the bed curtain, looked at the exquisite face on the bed, and uttered a tut voice: "what a delicate little monk, there is a light of Holy Buddha on his body. I didn't expect such a mortal place and such good goods. If you absorbed your essence and Yang spirit, it would be a great supplement."

In the dark, it can be seen that the woman has a very full and sexy figure. She is wearing light gauze, but she has high slits at the edge of her skirt. She shows a long, slender leg, a beautiful and enchanting face, and her silky soft ink hair is scattered behind her. Her whole body is full of temptation.

She was staring at the young monk on the bed like a prey. Her beautiful eyes flashed and she whispered: "the essence and Yang God at the extreme time is the most powerful tonic. It's a pity to let you fall asleep like this."

Downing listened to her murmuring there, thinking to herself. Breath, then feel a smell of medicine in the nose between her inhalation, smell is a wake-up drug, her heart moved.

"Little monk? Wake up, little monk The woman has lit the lamp, the light lit up the room, but also let her beautiful and enchanting face in the light appears more and more charming.

When he heard the woman's charming voice, Downing opened his eyes and saw the woman suddenly appeared in the room. His face was shocked. He quickly got up and shrank to the corner: "who are you? Why in the little monk's room? "

The seductive woman covered her lips and chuckled. She went up and sat down beside the bed. Half of her body leaned against the bed. Her beautiful eyes looked at the little monk in the corner with a charming smile: "little monk? Do you think I am beautiful? " As she spoke, the woman pulled down her collar, revealing a large area of snow-white beauty.

Downing noticed that when a woman talks, the other party's eyes exude a charm color. However, she is a woman. Even if the other party is obsequious and the red fruit is lying on her bed, it is estimated that her mind will not be lost.

After all, her orientation is very normal. It would be strange if she could really produce any ripples in her mind towards a woman!

She looked at the woman, took a deep breath and breathed out gently. Then she put her hands together and whispered, "Amitabha, benefactor, you will catch cold in this way."

The smile on the woman's lips was slightly stiff, staring at the little monk with drooping eyebrows and narrowing eyes, as if the old monk had been settled. Then she said with a smile: "ha ha ha, you little monk, you have good concentration. No wonder you can cultivate the light of the Holy Buddha."

Listening to the woman's words, Downing moved her heart, looked at her and asked, "what light of the Holy Buddha? Do you have it on me? Why can't I see it? "

Seeing the little monk looking at her with a puzzled look on her delicate and excellent face, the woman winked at her and said, "among our joyous relationships, there are only a dozen people who have this skill. It is also my good luck. You know, even in the land of immortals, those who can cultivate the light of Buddha are some old monks in Buddhism."

Her tone turned, and her eyes fell on Downing's face: "a young monk like you is rare." The words fall, her slender fingers gently lift, the veil on her body will fall to the ground