Quick Transmigration:He's Affected Again

"Kong Ming remembers." Kong Ming raised a smile.

"However, if Kongming has someone you like very much in the future, you should think carefully about whether Buddhism is important or who is important. Don't do things you regret."

"The master said that it was a devil just now."

"Yes, in fact, it depends on how you think. Whether you want to become a Buddha or rather become a devil, you have to fulfill yourself and that person."

"I remember the teacher's instruction."

It's getting colder day by day.

However, the temple is peaceful and stable throughout the year, which is no different.

In the eyes of monks, spring, autumn and moon are nothing but a flash in the pan. They can't catch hold of them. Sooner or later, they will pass away. The years in the mountains can only be remembered by practice.

However, for monks, the most ordinary years in the temple, for some people, is a good time to live up to.

It's as if there's one more person around, and I'm happy.

Li Muyan in that long lonely years medium too long, there is a person to accompany him, and he is also willing, this beautiful is needless to say.

But nothing special happened, but when he sat in a daze at the window, someone suddenly hugged him from the back, buried his face in his neck, joked that he was so fragrant, and he was laughing and scolding him for "flower monk".

Also more individuals, in the rainy day, that pair of warm and dry hands put his feet in his hands. Li Muyan ridiculed him. I'm dead and can't feel the heat and cold. What are you doing. Chen Yan said, because you are colder on such a day, I don't want you to be like this. He hated it, but his whole body went into the monk's arms, so that I was warm all over my body ~

but I was just a lot of people who were willing to accompany him. He didn't like elegant things like playing chess. He preferred to guess boxing and Chen Yan. Whoever won, he would paint on another person's face. When he drew a turtle on Chen Yan's face, Chen Yan had already Three on his face.

When he is not willing to copy the Buddhist scriptures, the monk will hold his hand and let him write. He said, this will make the mind better. You can see that your mind is much more peaceful now. He wanted to say that it was not copied from the Buddhist scriptures. It was clearly He peeped at Chen Yan's side face, and it was obviously ground by this man.

The night was just right, and the kiss when the lights were dim was natural. It was hard to tell who took the initiative. When Li Muyan reacted that night, he was lying under Chen Yan's body, embracing his neck, and his eyes were blurred. Chen Yan asked him if he could. He said that it was in the temple. Chen Yan laughed at him. Do you still care about this?

He doesn't care. He just thinks Chen Yan will care.

But no.

When Chen Yan hugged him tightly, he said, "if I am possessed by the devil, the Buddha has hated me for a long time. This is not bad.".

I never thought that one day he would lie under a man and let himself do what he wanted. Even though he felt uncomfortable at the beginning, it was undeniable that it was the ultimate joy. He scratched blood marks on the monk's back.

Later, when his mind was still unclear, the monk did not know where to find out. He gave him the double dragon jade pendant, which had been strung up with a red thread. The monk tied the cool jade pendant to his neck, which made him wake up a lot. Although he had no influence on him, he was used to the temperature of Chen Yan, and the coolness of the jade pendant made him frown.