After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 249

That seductive and cold smile made the abbot tremble.

With just such a hesitation, she went back the same way.

Yin Jiuqing ran straight to Li Cang's room with the wind blowing under his feet.

Kicking the door open, she walked in angrily.

At this moment, Zisang was lying on the soft couch at the door, probably for emergency treatment, he didn't even run to the bed.

Hearing the sound, he didn't even wrinkle his brows, he still focused on rubbing the medicine on Zisang's neck, and then wrapped a layer of gauze around her.

This act of careful care was undoubtedly the last straw that broke the camel's back.

She squinted her long eyes, leaned over, roughly grabbed his collar and pulled him up, then kicked the door shut.

Without any scruples about Zisang lying on the soft couch, she threw Li Cang heavily on the couch.

Seeming to know what she wanted to do, Li Cang's pupils shrank slightly, struggling to get up.

Seeing his struggling actions, Yin Jiuqing's bright red lips let out a shallow cold hum, which seemed to be mocking his overreaching.

"Xiao, Xiaojiu?"

She looked at him, her red lips raised slightly, she was obviously smiling, but it made him feel no warmth at all, as if her face was covered with a beautiful painted skin, making it hard to see some of his real emotions!

Under Li Cang's unbelievable gaze, she suddenly pulled out the belt on his monk's robe, put on the belt, and tied his hands above his head.

"Xiao Jiu, don't..."

Before Li Cang finished speaking, she pinched his cheek heavily, with great force, until she was forced to open her mouth.

Looking at the person below her, Yin Jiuqing narrowed her eyes slightly, "Since the two precepts have been broken, it's better to break the key one as well."

"...Hmm!" Li Cang's body trembled violently, and before she could speak, her red lips were firmly imprinted, and she turned deeply.

"Well...no...don't..." Li Cang desperately wanted to avoid the pleasure that made him intoxicated, but she had no intention of letting him go.

Li Cang clearly felt that his body had become strange, as if it was out of his control.

Zisang was lying on the soft couch, and the uncontrollable voice in his throat made him feel ashamed.

"Xiao Jiu..." He called her name in a trembling voice, hoping she would stop.

Yin Jiuqing paused slightly, but did not leave.

"..." There was a sharp pain on his lips, but he endured it without saying a word. In an instant, there was a smell of blood between his lips and teeth.

He knew that his lip was bitten by her.

Yin Jiuqing stroked his blood-stained lips with fingers, and his voice sounded like the whisper of a lover in a hibiscus tent.

she says.

"Monk, is there really a bright mirror in this world, which can illuminate right and wrong, good and evil, and can clearly see the muddy world and the unpredictable people's hearts?"

As she said a word, she slowly pulled away his robe, revealing the inner garment.

"Xiao Jiu, I...don't do this..."

Yin Jiuqing ignored his pleading eyes and pulled his undershirt from the sides of his shoulders.

At this moment, Li Cang's cheeks were as red as peach blossoms, and his lips were as red as rouge, and his beseeching eyebrows were unreal as picturesque.

"You are a generation of famous monks. You are knowledgeable and well-informed. Why don't you have a brain, huh?" She picked up the ending, and the last syllable was drawn out for a long time, which only added to her charm.

"Xiao Jiu...don't..."

Yin Jiuqing's cold gestures unstoppably covered his waist without a trace of fat, extending all the way down...

(End of this chapter)