Quick wear: the heroine was robbed by the sick villain

Chapter 670 Holding her up in front of the Buddha to make offerings (10)

Seeing the girl's aggrieved look, the monk's bright almond eyes were about to rain heavily at any moment.

He raised his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows, wondering again how she survived the man-eating Tantra all these years?
By her stupidity?

Ruan Mian didn't feel that she was being unreasonable at all, but felt that it was the fault of the person in front of her.

If she had just done the task, she would definitely not have such thoughts, and would obediently reflect on herself and admit her shortcomings.

But now what?

I don't even think about how many lives the man has fooled her?
And without a bottom line, he manipulated her life after life.

What she lost was only the most superficial memory, and some things engraved in her soul would never be forgotten.

Ruan Mian can remain rational and sensible in front of others, but for him, it's good if he doesn't make trouble on his head.

"Why are you so bad?"

Hearing the girl's complaints one after another, the monk's eyebrows jumped even more, "Is it finished?"

Ruan Mian's eyes widened, "Are you still fierce to me?"

Monk: "..."

Seeing the crystal clear teardrops in the girl's eyes were about to fall, he had a headache, "I didn't help others, and I didn't hurt you."

He just told the truth.

But a certain master swallowed the last sentence.

Don't worry too much about a single stupid rabbit.

Ruan Mian sucked her beautiful Qiong nose, "Really?"

The monk laughed: "Why should I help others?"

The girl snorted softly: "Who knows? What if you fall in love with someone else to raise, such as a vixen or something."

Monk: "..."

When did he say he was going to raise a vixen?
This silly rabbit has taken shape, why is his brain still not working like that?
Ruan Mian glared at him: "Didn't you just speak for Zhu Zhen and Zhu Linglong?"

A pot was knocked down on his head, and the monk's thin lips twitched.

The girl was so resentful, she was wronged and became a ball, "You still said you don't want to raise a vixen?"

Monk... The monk stretched out his hand silently, clasped her wrist, and felt for her pulse.

He said slowly: "The brain is not broken!"

Ruan Mian opened her eyes, "You say I'm out of my mind?"

This big pig's trotter!
Rabbits bite people when they are anxious.

Ruan Mian was so angry that she directly grabbed his hand, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

It wasn't the first time she bit him, but it was the first time she bit him as a girl.

A mouthful of pearly rice-like teeth touched the skin and rubbed lightly, like a stone falling into the surface of dead still water, causing ripples.

The man's eyes were slightly dark, looking at the little hairy head in front of him.

He raised his hand and pinched the back of her neck lightly, "Are you a puppy?"

The girl was forced to raise her head, her eyes were red, and her mouth pursed, "You are the puppy, and your whole family is."

The monk raised his eyebrows and flashed a teasing light, "Oh?"

Ruan Mian: "Hmph, that's it!"

"Don't make trouble."

Her black and soft hair neatly slipped between the monk's cold white fingers, and he looked at her untidy black hair, "Why don't you pull it up?"

Sure enough, the girl was led astray by him, and she no longer entangled in the previous topic.

She looked at her hair and muttered, "There's no dresser, no headband and hairpin, how can I style it?"

Monk: "Turn around."

Ruan Mian looked at him puzzled, but still obediently turned her back to him, without any warning.

There seemed to be a hint of helplessness in the monk's calm eyes.

His long fingers slid through the girl's hair, Ruan Mian's back was a little stiff, it was uncomfortable or something, and her scalp was numb.

Her pearly earlobes flushed, "What are you doing?"

"do not move."

"……Oh."

The girl really didn't move, the monk paused, and looked at her crimson earlobes, his thin lips curled up slightly, and then, with natural and skillful movements, he helped her pull up her hair, and fixed the hosta carved with lotus flowers in her hair .

But just helping her to pull her hair, the girl seemed to be smoothed, and she stopped making trouble, and just sat there obediently, her almond eyes were moist and shining, she was a quiet and obedient little girl.

Who can believe that she was once the number one witch who controlled Tantric Buddhism?
……

At the end of the day, except for the oolong that Ruan Mian just woke up, well, she thought so, it was just an accident.

The time between the two of them seems to be the same as when she was a little rabbit.

Either he was lazily leaning on the bamboo chair to tease her, or he was feeding her with various spiritual fruits.

What made the girl happiest was that after she transformed into a human form, he really couldn't rua her.

That is, as night fell and it was time to go to bed, Ruan Mian noticed that a certain bad monk began to look at her meaningfully.

It seems to be a pity that she is no longer a white fluffy bunny, and she can't be held in her arms at night, rua, without a warm pillow and fun before going to bed?
And it seemed that he wanted to change her back to her original form at any time to satisfy his madness.

Ruan Mian sat far away from him with a basket of spiritual fruits in her arms, lest the big pig's hooves really want to turn her back into a white rabbit.

The monk said quietly: "Being a rabbit is also good."

Ruan Mian spat at him: "Then why don't you try it yourself?"

The monk sighed: "I have changed myself, I can't touch it."

The girl's apricot eyes widened in shock, as if she was looking at some conscienceless beast.

The monk raised his hand to his forehead, and his shoulders trembled with a smile, as if he was laughing at where did she come from, a silly rabbit?
Ruan Mian was so angry, if the fruit in her hand wasn't too sweet and delicious, she would have smashed him in the face.

However, looking at the dusty monk lazily leaning on the bed, she slightly frowned, "Where shall I sleep tonight?"

The monk said casually, "It's up to you."

Ruan Mian was dissatisfied: "What do you mean follow me? You don't have two beds here."

With her current state, can she sleep with him?
Like, like what?

The monk calmly suggested: "You turn back into a rabbit."

Ruan Mian refused without hesitation: "No."

He put his hand on his forehead, seemingly lost interest, "That's up to you."

She is such a beautiful and soft girl, how can she be inferior to a white rabbit?

Ruan Mian: "..."

What a cold-blooded pig's hoof!

Besides, can't you just give her the bed?
Do you understand gentlemanly demeanor?

The monk looked at her with a half-smile: "You are brave enough, huh?"

Ruan Mian felt guilty for a moment, "Then, if you let me lay the floor, won't my conscience hurt?"

The monk said loudly: "No!"

Ruan Mian: "..."

In the early morning, she felt that he was so gentle. She was really crazy.

This is still a stinky pig's hoof.

Seeing him being so ruthless, Ruan Mian also became angry, she raised her chin, "Anyway, I don't know how to sleep on the floor, if you don't let me, I'll crawl into your bed at night."

The monk's long fingers resting on his forehead stopped, and he looked at her with deep eyes, chewing on the two words: "Climbing the bed?"

Ruan Mianqiao blushed slightly, but she didn't want to admit cowardice, "Just, how about climbing on your bed?"

It's not like she never crawled when she was a rabbit.

The monk said softly: "You said earlier: Being a rabbit is different from being a human girl? Where did you go?"

(End of this chapter)