The night was lonely, with a few insects chirping occasionally, but no one answered Mu Fusheng's questions.
After staying for a moment, Mu Fusheng withdrew his gaze and walked towards Youtanhua's dormitory without hesitation.
Youtanhua was lying on his side on the imperial concubine chair, and he felt unhappy: The young monk didn't come over obediently at this hour, should I go and invite him in person?
The increasingly lower air pressure made the demon envoys serving on the side tremble. They had not seen the Lord so angry for a long time.
The demon envoys all bowed and waited carefully, eagerly looking forward to Master Mu's immediate appearance.
After a while, Mu Fusheng, draped in moonlight, opened the door of Utanhua's dormitory with an expressionless face.
The demon envoys finally let out a sigh of relief and retreated one by one.
Youtanhua leaned on the imperial concubine chair enchantingly, raised her eyebrows and said, "What? You still know how to come here?"
Mu Fusheng lowered his head and did not look at Udanhua. He put his hands together and said, "Amitabha."
Then he automatically walked aside, closed his eyes, and sat down to meditate and chant sutras as if no one else was around.
Youtanhua choked up in anger when Mu Fusheng ignored him, and thought to himself: "Good guy, who is he showing off to? I have worked so hard to plan the construction of the temple for him, but he is kind and behaves well."
Who are you looking at by acting like you don't want to let strangers in?"
So, she smiled evilly, and then hooked her index finger. Mu Fusheng, who was meditating beside him, suddenly felt a strong suction force.
By the time he reacted, he was already lying on his back on Youtanhua's bed. He tried to get up, but found that he couldn't move at all.
Mu Fusheng was stunned for a few seconds before he opened his mouth and said, "Senior, you..."
But before he finished speaking, Youtanhua's slender fingers had already touched his lips, and a warm and somewhat ambiguous breath sprayed on his face: "Shh."
The cold fingertips left a slight chill on his lips. Mu Fusheng was not silenced, but what he originally wanted to say had been completely swallowed in his stomach, and he was confused and didn't know what to say.
"Little monk, is the freedom I usually give you too much? It makes you forget your obligations as a member of my room." You Tanhua's fingers followed his lips and lingered down to Mu Fusheng's chin, and gently touched
He picked up Mu Fusheng's jaw.
Mu Fusheng opened his mouth and took a quick breath.
Youtanhua said again: "Did I let you breathe? You have to be good, I don't like boys who are stupid."
Mu Fusheng couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his Adam's apple rolled past. You Tanhua seemed to find it very interesting, and touched it with slender jade fingers curiously.
With the delicate touch of You Tan Hua's fingertips, Mu Fusheng's neck was covered with a faint pink color, and his chest rose and fell more violently.
Youtanhua chuckled lightly, and suddenly lowered his head and lay on Mu Fusheng's chest.
Black silk was spread all around, You Tanhua's head was buried in Mu Fusheng's chest, and Mu Fusheng's heart was beating so fast.
"Little monk, why is your heart beating so fast? Are you nervous?" Youtanhua said frivolously.
"Senior, I..." Mu Fusheng was speechless.
Then, Youtanhua snapped his fingers, and Mu Fusheng's restraining spell was released. He felt his body loosen, but he could no longer raise any strength, as if he was buried in a sea of water, and he was just like a small boat.
, and Udanhua is the one who controls his direction in strong winds and waves.
"Mu Fusheng, I have been very good to you. As long as you obey me, I will give you whatever you want." You Tanhua lay on Mu Fusheng's chest and murmured, "We can do this
The days are getting shorter and shorter, don’t go against me, do you understand?”
Mu Fusheng felt thirsty in his throat. He opened his mouth and looked blankly down at the woman leaning on his chest, but he didn't know how to answer.
After a while, he opened his eyes again. He smiled slightly and said in a wet and hoarse voice, "Senior, will you give me whatever the young monk wants?"