The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 86

Chapter [-] The Bald Fake Monk Begging for Drinks (Please recommend, collect)
"Would you two be taking advantage of my sleep, just... just..." While speaking, Mo Yaqiong also touched his thumbs together, and the surprise in his eyes couldn't be concealed, "It's here... ...?"

Mo Yaqiong looked around, the environment here was really not very good, it was dirty and messy, it could be described as a terrible environment.

Could it be that Xuewei and this kid are really here...then what...?
At this moment, both Ouyang Xuewei and Gu Bei were disheveled, and even Ouyang Xuewei's upper body was not wearing any clothes at all, and most of the shoulder straps of the hood had slipped off.

It's no wonder that Mo Yaqiong suspects Ouyang Xuewei and Gu Bei who are close friends.

"Xuewei, it can't be true, right? Since when did you become so open, I admire you, sister, I admire you!"

Mo Yaqiong gave a thumbs up, but she didn't know what she did just now. It was almost half as bad as Ouyang Xuewei, and it was even more unsightly.

Ouyang Xuewei blushed immediately, quickly grabbed the jacket next to her, put it on indiscriminately, and hurriedly explained, "No, absolutely nothing happened!"

"Cut! An explanation is a cover-up, and a cover-up becomes the truth!"

Mo Yaqiong glanced at the seductive red lips, her pretty face was full of disbelief, "Besides, what's the matter even if you admit it honestly, sister, I have been here, and I was crazy when I was young, what kind of university campus grove Lah, the roof of the teaching building, the study room..."

Although Mo Yaqiong said so in her mouth, in reality she is a woman who is open on the outside but very old-fashioned on the inside, how could she do such a thing.

"Xiao Qiong, can you be more serious!" Ouyang Xuewei put on her blouse, grabbed Mo Yaqiong's arm, her face was shy, but she stared at Mo Yaqiong seriously, "You really don't Remember what happened?"

I was still vaguely anxious about what happened just now, but for such a shameful thing, how could I forget it in a blink of an eye.

Ouyang Xuewei experienced it herself, the embarrassment of being touched by acupoints, even if she wanted to delete it from her mind, she couldn't delete it, especially when she lost her mind and yelled, shamelessly rubbing against Gu Bei's body, tearing, Groping Gu Bei's body, these embarrassing things, she still vividly remembers.

She doesn't believe that her best friend doesn't remember!

Seeing Ouyang Xuewei's serious face, not like joking, Mo Yaqiong couldn't help but feel puzzled, tilted his head and thought hard for a while, and then muttered to himself: "It seems... I drank some wine, it smells good, it smells good, and it smells good too. It's delicious, and then..."

"What happened after that, continue to talk...what happened after that?" Ouyang Xuewei guided intentionally.

"After that... I don't seem to remember anything." Mo Yaqiong said with a very innocent look.

"Why don't you remember? Afterwards, this kid will bring you into the house and help you sober up. Do you still remember this?" Ouyang Xuewei showed a little disappointment, but gave a hint.

"I don't remember," Mo Yaqiong shook his head, and suddenly exclaimed, "Ah, I seem to vaguely remember that I feel very hot and thirsty, and I really want to take off my clothes. ...Which guy are you holding..."

"Continue..." Ouyang Xuewei's eyes brightened, guiding her to continue to recall.

"Touching and gnawing..." Mo Yaqiong seemed to have these images vaguely reflected in his mind, but when he said "touching and gnawing", his voice was almost inaudible, and his pretty face was as red as blood , lowering her head, not daring to look at her best friend.

"Yah, I'm so ashamed, don't ask, I don't remember anything, I forgot everything..." Mo Yaqiong forgot selectively, shaking his head like a rattle.

"Hee hee hee, are you still laughing at me now~~" Ouyang Xuewei suddenly burst into a hearty laugh, her best friend also has such a shameful side, it's really enjoyable.

At this time, Ouyang Xuewei finally found her psychological balance.

Seeing the state of the two women, Gu Bei really didn't know what to say, he couldn't help shaking his head, and said to himself: Women are so stupid, so stupid and cute.

"Stinky boy, what are you laughing at? There's something about your wool, so don't laugh!" Seeing that Gu Bei was also secretly laughing, the two girls couldn't help scolding at the same time, but their pretty faces turned redder than the other.

"It smells so good...there must be good wine, tsk tsk, poor monk is so lucky!"

Suddenly there was a hearty laugh from outside, which immediately interrupted the embarrassment among the three in the small black room, "I was chased by that woman for two days and two nights, poor monk, and I was out of breath. I didn’t expect to get such a good wine by chance, it’s worth it, it’s worth it, everything is worth it!”

"No, poor monk, I'm very greedy, smelling the aroma of this wine, I don't want to wait for a moment, hurry up and get some to try!"

"Someone is here, go out and have a look!" Ouyang Xuewei suddenly exclaimed.

However, at this time, Gu Bei suddenly said flatly: "If you dare to bang it, this deity will kill you!"

In the abandoned factory, in front of the stainless steel wine tank, the bald monk with ragged clothes froze while holding a glass and was about to bend down to scoop water. , I didn’t notice that there were people hiding around.”

Following the sound, the bald monk jumped and suddenly appeared outside the door of the small black room, looking at the small black room with his bald head like 1000 million light bulbs.

"Yeah, there are indeed people, and there are more than one!" The bald monk smiled miserably, his expression of thieves and mouse eyes didn't match the image of an eminent monk at all, "Look at your disheveled clothes, don't tell me the three of you are fighting in the wild here? Lightly, the taste is heavier than that of the poor monk."

"Oh, Amitabha, sin, sin, I'm rude!" the bald monk teased, and hurriedly proclaimed the Buddha's name with a solemn face, "Do not despise evil, do not despise evil!"

Muttering in his mouth, the bald monk hurriedly dodged aside, as if he had bumped into something bad that made him relapse.

"You stinky bald head, dead monk, what are you talking about!"

Mo Yaqiong's two daughters suddenly became unhappy, and chased them out yelling.

When he saw the bald monk, Gu Bei was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect it to be this guy.

When the two daughters of Mo Yaqiong chased outside and wanted to trouble the bald monk, the bald monk immediately held his head, "The poor monk didn't see anything, he didn't know anything, don't bully the poor monk. The poor monk just came to ask for a drink Drink, there is no malice, there is no malice, the two female benefactors also ask the adults to be generous, and don't care about it with the poor monk."

"Hmph, you're a good monk!" Ouyang Xuewei and the two girls let out a coquettish snort, and put down their tightly clenched fists.

"Your nose is quite sensitive, you can smell the aroma of wine here!" Gu Bei smiled coldly.

"The poor monk has no other bad habits, but alcohol!" The bald monk looked proud, like a high-ranking monk.

"Drinking isn't breaking the precept!" Ouyang Xuewei asked curiously, Liu Ye frowned slightly.

"Precepts are vigilance. People who are not firm in heart, even if they talk about the precepts all day long, they can still break them!" The bald monk held a Buddhist ceremony, "The poor monk is a person with firm heart. Even if he knows it is an act of breaking the precepts, It doesn't matter if you have a Buddha in your heart. As the saying goes: "Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but the Buddha's heart stays in it! The poor monk is the one who has a Buddha in his heart!"

"Cut, a set of fallacies!" Ouyang Xuewei's beautiful eyes showed disdain, and she curled her lips, "But, the wine is ours, why should I drink it for you?"

"Uh……"

The bald monk's expression froze, he subconsciously reached out to touch his bald head, then suddenly turned to look at Gu Bei, with a smile brighter than that of a blooming chrysanthemum, and pointed, "I can take your husband as a disciple. , this deal is not bad!"

"What's not bad, you stinky monk, you are talking nonsense again, when will we say that this stinky boy is our husband!" The two women scolded almost at the same time, like little girls who have stepped on a snake and been frightened.

"Isn't it? Could it be that the poor man made a mistake in his calculations, it's impossible!" The bald monk couldn't help but scratched his bald head again, looked at the second daughter, and stretched out his other hand quickly, his five fingers turned into orchids, and he quickly pinched his fingers to count .

"Obviously, the hexagrams show that you are indeed married to this kid... Hey, no, no, something is wrong,... Strange... Weird... Why are the hexagrams so weird?" When Shi's long eyebrows raised, he looked as worried as a walnut skin.

(End of this chapter)