Seventy Bowl of Soup (1)

【She fell in love with him and killed him again.】

【This is fate.】

Qinghuan had just turned into the small room behind the incense hall. Before she could see the situation clearly, she was pressed against the wall. The monk's robe was lifted from underneath, revealing her slender legs. The man's hands were fierce and wild, winding up from her thighs.

There was almost no language, but Qinghuan knew she was willing. She liked this man, and she loved him from the first sight when he first lived in Jingxin Temple.

I liked it so much that I even broke the precept of lust and turned into a pool of soft water under him, from a monk to a girl whose heart was moved, full of tenderness and moths to the flames.

All this was done without hiding it from others. When she was young, she was picked up by her master from the roadside and gradually raised her, so she naturally became a monk. But she didn't experience the love in the world, so how could she see through it? Wei Changan appeared at the gate of Jingxin Temple on a rainy night. He was seriously injured. Therefore, although the nun did not accept a man from the nun, his master was kind-hearted and saved him. However, for the reputation of the sisters of all sizes in the nun, Wei Changan could not walk around. Qinghuan was the one who delivered him food and medicine every day.

She was simple and simple, and he could get her body after a little seduction. He was so happy every day.

"Chang'an... no, no..."

"What's wrong?" Wei Changan kissed her soft face. The fragrance and tenderness of the girl's body formed a sharp contrast with her abstinence in a monk's robe, and became an existence that made men crazy. His slender fingertips passed by her, kissed her gently, and murmured: "Qinghuan, Jiaojiao, don't you miss me?"

He is her lover, but Qinghuan can only come to this room every day when delivering food and medicine. The master looked at her very tightly, but Jingxin's hiding something like a man, and the master did not trust anyone except her.

Sometimes Qinghuan cannot understand what the master said means. She is not a very smart person. In the words of the master, she seems more pure and pure and has a Buddha heart. Although Qinghuan cannot understand what the Buddha heart is, what the master said must be right.

So she was moved by Wei Changan and felt guilty and sad because she betrayed her master. However, what does the sixteen-year-old girl know? She has grown up in Jingxin Temple all her life. If it weren't for Wei Changan's appearance, she wouldn't even know that there was a kind of person in this world called "man".

Her fall was so natural. The gentle and elegant Wei Changan was different from any senior sister in Jingxin's Temple. The story he told her was something Qinghuan had never heard of. In her heart, he was the most knowledgeable person in the world, so he was coaxed and deceived and gave him half-pushed. When the young girl tasted the sensation, she quietly bloomed like a tender flower bud, revealing her vivid charm and tenderness.

Even if he is wearing a monk's robe that symbolizes the purity of the six senses, he cannot conceal the vivid fragrance of Qinghuan's eyes and eyebrows.

"I miss you...I miss you too..." Qinghuan was so funny that he stuttered, "But...but... Master wants me... to go... do... morning class..."

The gentle and elegant man seduced this beautiful and pure little nun with a soft voice. He looked like a handsome young man with a bright and bright moon, but in fact he was the most cruel and useless way to do things. Wei Chang'an never believed that this world was beautiful, but wasn't it? This seemingly pure Jingxin Temple is just a place where dirt and dirt is hidden.

Only his little sweetheart, clean and flawless, is the only snow-white in this dirty land.

"What morning class is that you have Buddha in your heart, which is better than chanting a thousand words." Wei Changan was so moved by her missing. If he still played the image of a weak scholar until now, it would be for the sake of purity. Otherwise, he would have eradicated such a dirty place long ago.

Qinghuan was confused and vaguely felt that what he said seemed to make sense. She was not proficient in Buddhism because she was not very smart, but she also felt that this was a fallacy. She wanted to refute it, but she had already been dispelled by Wei Chang'an's kiss.

"Jiaojiao..." He kissed her and asked her tentatively, "When I am hurt, can I take you out of here?"

Leaving? Qinghuan never thought about leaving. Her intoxicated eyes seemed to be rippling with water, "I want to stay... inherit the master's mantle..."

Wei Changan nibbled her small ear: "Do you want to be a nun for the rest of your life? Don't you want to marry me?"

"……marry?"

She was kissed in a daze, and when she heard the puzzled words, she looked very cute and cute. Wei Changan's black eyes softened, and his actions became gentle. The little sweet and tender, like a sweet and soft white jade cake. He would not let her continue to stay in such a position. Such dirtyness would defile her. "It's just that I'll be with me for the rest of my life, you go with me, and I'll take you home."

In fact, Qinghuan still doesn't know what Wei Changan does. The Wei Changan she saw was extremely gentle. Although she was inevitably a little rude and impatient when she loved her, her every kind of tenderness made her feel that this was not a big deal. But she had listened to her since she was a child. If the master knew that she wanted to leave, she would be unhappy.

So she never thought about leaving Wei Changan. She never even thought about being with him for the rest of her life. She just wanted to let him remember himself while he was still there.

The Buddha said, do not force it.

Her eyes were innocent and ruthless: "That is your home, not mine."

She felt that the master was very good to her, and Wei Changan felt so too. This was the reason why he let the old nun live to this day. But he didn't know that the old nun treated Qinghuan well, but it was better to say that he taught Qinghuan a kind of innocence and ruthlessness. She made her true and pure, and also made her the most affectionate and ruthless. She raised Qinghuan so carefully not because she felt sorry for the child, but because Qinghuan had amazing beauty and unconventional temperament.

Qinghuan can become the most dangerous and terrifying weapon in her hands, but she doesn't know it.

Qinghuan doesn't understand.

She was born in Jingxin's Temple and grew up in the hands of the old nun. She grew up little by little according to the route set by the old nun for her. Wei Chang'an was an accident, and they were both an accident for each other.

Wei Changan didn't know the dangers of Qinghuan, so according to the trajectory of fate, he would eventually die at her hands.

But that is the fate of the future and has not happened yet.

Qinghuan was able to grow up cleanly and did not become a member of the lewd cave like other sisters because she was the best chess piece the old nun had handled in so many years. Originally, she was prepared for the most supreme people in the world. But who would have thought that Wei Chang'an would climb first and pick this seemingly harmless man-cannibal flower.

Wei Chang'an was born with a very evil deed, which was called an extremely evil evil. Therefore, he was deeply trusted by the officials. He served as the commander of the Jinlin Guard and obeyed the officials directly. He looked gentle like a weak scholar, but in fact he killed people like a cold-blooded and ruthless. He had no father or mother, no relatives or friends, and was alone, and was most suitable for such bloody activities. He killed countless people. If a child cried, his parents at home could stop the child from crying.

Over time, he gained the reputation of a evil star, which was terrifying. Wei Changan didn't care about his reputation. He never lived for his reputation.

But when he was ordered to come and recover the remnants of the rebels, he found out that the rebels built a nunnery outside the outskirts of the capital. It looked like a place for monks to practice, but it was dirty and dirty inside. While doing things to convey messages, it was doing things to do lustful things.

Originally, he directly wiped out the nunnery and was neat, but Wei Changan accidentally saw Qinghuan. She was a small one and was not afraid of him at all. He was wearing a ghost mask at that time and only showed his dark eyes.

She even tiptoed and reached out to touch his eyes curiously. Wei Changan was stunned and forgot to resist for a moment. His soft little hand touched his long eyelashes. He hid for a while and saw her tilting her little head and asking curiously: "Do you eat human flesh?"

Wei Changan realized that she saw the Rakshasa mask on her face, and thought she was really Rakshasa. Especially at that time, his body was covered in blood, and the blade was covered with blood.

He was fascinated by her and even forgot to think about why a innocent and pure little nun was not afraid at all when he saw blood and the evil Buddhist ghosts.

But so what? He got obsessed with the mind and stabbed himself and forced the old nun to take him in at Qinghuan's request, and then lived in the small room for more than a month. He took her virginity, and the more he knew the essence of Jingxin's, the more he wanted to take her out of this dirty place.

"My home is yours." Wei Changan couldn't help but kiss Qinghuan's neck, and took possession of her gently and domineeringly.

When she was confused by the mercy, she would say anything good to her. Wei Changan forced her to say what she liked and wanted to marry her and was willing to go with her. Then she let her go unsatisfiedly and told her, "Wait a few more days, okay?"

"Okay." What's wrong with it, but... what to wait for? Qinghuan didn't ask, because she felt sore in the back and forth, she especially wanted to rest.

She couldn't think of something too complicated, and she would never change what she decided. It can be said that she was very decisive. It was because the old nun liked this that she confirmed that Qinghuan would become a sharp and deadly knife and would never backfire herself.

In other words, she has been brainwashing Qinghuan all the time. Let her remember her master’s orders and not be violated. She will do whatever her master wants her, because the master saved her and raised her. She wants to repay her, not to make her angry.

Wei Changan was addicted to the love between children and children, and the old nun had long discovered what was wrong with him. She knew very well that she could not escape, but even if she died, she would still take Wei Changan to ease her back.
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