The effect of loving water is still there, and Tang Jin was not good at going to a crowded place, so he found a teahouse to have tea.

At noon, she ate a bowl of wontons on the roadside again, and wandered until dusk before returning to the inn.

At this time, Bo Yuemei and her group had just returned.

They went to track the whereabouts of the monster, and they happened to run into it in front of the inn gate.

Chu Sanxing and Lin Shixiu did not feel the strange atmosphere between them at all, and went to the inn for dinner very carelessly.

Tang Jin was fine, so he took the initiative to step forward and hooked Bo Yuemei's shoulder, "Let's go Meimei."

Bo Yuemei's lips moved.

After a while, he glanced at Tang Jin and his voice was faint: "That monster would say hello to you."

"Oh." Tang Jin replied.

"...Little Yao Yuhua, who had been favored by you three hundred years ago, said hello to you."

Bo Yuemei bit harder on the "Yu Lu Rong".

"I know, I know." Tang Jin responded casually.

Bo Yuemei couldn't open her mouth for a moment. She looked so plain, Bo Yuemei really didn't know what to say.

Did you just ask this stinky Taoist priest if he had a dewy relationship with that monster?

There is...

Bo Yuemei's mood, which finally calmed down, suddenly became a mess again.

At this moment, he heard Tang Jin speak again: "Are you not angry anymore? Then... what, what do you still owe me one?"

She said it vaguely, but Bo Yuemei understood it immediately.

He immediately shook Tang Jin's hand away and entered the inn.

"Hey, don't be sloppy."

Tang Jin hurriedly followed in.

Bo Yuemei directly blocked her mouth with food.

After dinner, Tang Jin looked at Bo Yuemei with a bitter face, his voice a little dull: "We agreed, it's boring to be careless. I'm so uncomfortable now. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda..."

Bo Yuemei glanced at Tang Jin's ends with a deeper blush, and couldn't help but ask: "Is it that uncomfortable?"

"Good, is it better to feel uncomfortable every day?"

Tang Jin lamented, "I saw a beggar on the street today and wanted to go up and kiss her. When I saw Chu Sanxing, the stupid guy, I thought it was good to have a good meal."

Bo Yuemei's face suddenly turned black.

He didn't refuse anymore, rolled his eyes and said decisively: "Come to my room tonight."

Although it's just a touch of mouth, it's not appropriate to do such things in front of people in the blue sky and the sun. It's better to go back to the room.

Tang Jin suddenly smiled happily.

If it's not too late today, Tang Jin was lazy just after eating, so he planned to go back to his room and lie down for a while.

However, after Bo Yuemei returned to the room, she felt a little nervous.

...

Tang Jin has always been on time, and she floated over when it comes to an hour.

She knocked on the door, got a sound and pushed it into the room.

The light was lit in the room, but the light was still a little dim. She turned her head and saw Bo Yuemei sitting at the table, reading leisurely with a book.

It is said that when you look at a beauty under the lamp, the more you look, the more beautiful it becomes. Bo Yuemei is indeed a standard beauty. At this time, she was sitting under the candlelight, and she loosened her long hair. She just fixed it with a hairpin and looked more beautiful.

Tang Jin bent his eyes, closed the door, and walked over, "Meimei doesn't look nervous at all."

Bo Yuemei raised her eyes and looked at her, her voice faintly: "I said, don't call me Meimei."

Tang Jin raised his eyebrows, a little regretful, "Okay."

Bo Yuemei put down the book, her expression was dull, "Dear, hurry up."

Unexpectedly, Tang Jin was a little surprised when he was so calm, but he quickly left it behind.

After all, he is a powerful monster catcher. He has never seen any scene before and is just kissed. I guess he doesn't think it's a big deal.

Tang Jin was too lazy to talk about anything at this time. The effect of the love water was really great, and she was a little annoyed.

It was just right that he was so calm that she saved the step of comforting the victim.

So she bent down slightly, brushed past Bo Yuemei's long hair, and said, "Then... I kissed?"

"...I've said it quickly." Bo Yuemei now has a mentality that she will die sooner or later, so she might as well end it quickly.

Tang Jin chuckled, his fingers slipped across his jaw, raised his chin, and whispered: "Remember to breathe."

Bo Yuemei frowned for a moment, but Tang Jin did not notice his doubts. He stroked his palm on his side and leaned slowly.

...

As her face got closer and closer, as the light eyes fell on her lips, Bo Yuemei's originally relaxed fingers curled up unconsciously.

The breath belonging to another person was invading, and the bright red between the strange eyebrows and eyes became more and more dazzling, and his heartbeat couldn't help but get faster.

Bo Yuemei still closed her eyes for reasons she didn't know.

The world fell into darkness, and two soft pieces were printed on the lips.

The moment they touched each other, a tiny numbness began to spread from the place where they were touched, and as the tiny blood vessels flowed, it flowed around the ground all over the body.

Before Bo Yuemei could recover from this numbness, she felt a little wet on her lips and gently slashed it.

The lip flesh was licked, gradually moving inward, slowly along the seams of his lips.

What is this...doing?

Bo Yuemei didn't know that, but she felt that the breath that blended with her was astonishingly hot, as if it was melting his reason.

The lips and teeth intersected, and the kiss deepened a little bit. It seemed that he had all his strength removed from him, and even his fingers were losing strength.

He was picked up from the chair and placed on the table, and his hand that was caressing his face was moved to the back of his head, pressing him, leaving him without a chance to struggle or escape.

Slowly, the kiss became more and more aggressive, and his throat became itchy and his mind began to be confused.

I don’t know when there was a pair of hands on my back, and the numbness brought by the slight caress made him get closer and closer to the man.

Is this a kiss?

He didn't know, nor did he know, he never knew that kissing could be like this.

When the trembling long eyelashes were lifted up, he could only see the amazingly red cinnabar mole, as if it was about to burn into his heart, leaving a deep mark on his heart.
Chapter completed!