Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

Murong Fu looked at the female Bodhisattva Miaoyi who was feeling hot and uncomfortable in front of him, and fell into deep thought for a while.

He hesitated for a moment, pushed the woman in his arms away from his body, and said in a deep voice: "Miaoyi, calm down first, I will find a way to help you!"

"Hey~" Bodhisattva Miaoyi has lost her mind now, and her body is twisting like a water snake.

Seeing that he was about to press against Murong Fu again, the latter stepped back and dodged, with a bit of panic on his face.

I want him to indulge in love affairs, but today I have an affair with a monk. It is really a sin.

"Donor Murong, please help me!"

"Open your eyes and look at me. I don't believe your eyes are empty."

"Fulang, please touch my chest, don't you panic!"

"..."

The female Bodhisattva Miaoyi didn't care, all kinds of words came out of her mouth, and bursts of hot breath came out.

At this moment, Murong Fu was neither advancing nor retreating, just standing there blankly.

He smiled bitterly: "I want to help you, and I have the ability to help you, but how can I mess up your Buddhist heart..."

"No, you can!" Bodhisattva Miaoyi said decisively, she stepped forward and threw Murong Fu to the ground.

"You..." Murong Fu wanted to say something to her, but his mouth was pressed against something soft.

In the nasal cavity, there is a faint smell of incense, a smell unique to monks.

He stared at this scene with wide eyes and disbelief.

I go! So exciting! The woman is on top and the man is on the bottom!

As Bodhisattva Miaoyi's body became hotter and hotter, the movements of her hands became faster and faster, even a little impatient.

Murong Fu felt a different kind of enthusiasm and felt very itchy in his heart.

He is a normal man, how could he endure the temptation of a handsome little nun.

"Fulang, can't you do it?" Bodhisattva Miaoyi stood up suddenly, and her fingers were drawing circles on his chest.

As soon as he said this, Murong Fu no longer cared about Buddha's heart and suppressed the person on his body.

You can question my strength, but you can never question my ability!

In an instant, the two people's positions were reversed. Miaoyi Bodhisattva stared at him with two pairs of big watery eyes.

He fixed his two restless little hands, leaned down, and tightly blocked the chattering little mouth.

Although Miaoyi Nu Bodhisattva was moved, she had no idea about these matters of love between men and women.

At this moment, she was like a confused little rabbit, her eyes rolling around, with a bit of coquettishness and tenderness.

I don't know how much time passed, but the face of Miaoyi Bodhisattva turned red from suppressing it, and Murong Fu reluctantly let her go.

She flicked him on the forehead: "You're so stupid, don't you know how to ventilate?"

But Miaoyi Nu Bodhisattva obviously ignored this sentence and kept twisting her whole body to express the words "dissatisfaction".

Those slender hands had no place to move, trying to peel off Murong Fu's clothes.

However, she was so hasty that she accidentally touched the precious thing many times.

Murong Fu groaned, and the fire in his body was instantly aroused. His eyes became sharp and he said softly:

"Miaoyi, don't touch me!"

"No, I'll just touch it, what can you do?"

Bodhisattva Miaoyi’s little hands fumbled again, and even flicked...

"I……"

Murong Fu looked at her charming and contrasting beauty, and was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do.

He raised the corners of his lips slightly and laughed.

Seeing this, Bodhisattva Miaoyi threw away her last trace of reason.

With a "stab" sound, Murong Fu's clothes were torn to pieces by her and hung one by one.

Immediately, Miao Yi Nu Bodhisattva's eyes straightened, looking at the exposed eight-pack abs, tears flowed from her mouth unconsciously.

"Hiss! So white!"

"Hurry up and give me a taste, sister!"

"Don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person. Tear me to pieces and ravage me..."

Murong Fu couldn't help but feel a few black lines slipping from his forehead as he listened to these words of tiger and wolf.

Sure enough, once this monk releases his nature, it will really be...

Don’t feel bad!

He felt those small hands moving around his body, and the heat in his belly reached its peak.

"Miaoyi, don't be angry." His voice was hoarse, and his eyes had changed dramatically.

"Hurry up, I can't wait any longer!"

"Stop the ink stains, can you?"

"Ugh...it hurts..."

Murong Fu no longer cared about ethics. The only thought in his mind now was to let this little nun know whether he could do it or not.

Wild rice from heaven and earth, without any impurities.

The two are intertwined and connected, living happily in this inner demon realm.

It is indeed the [Blood Soul Yin-Yang Insect], the effect is really amazing!

The two of them struggled for several hours before they gradually stopped.

The flushed cheeks of Miaoyi Bodhisattva slowly faded away and turned into their original white color.

At this moment, she was so tired that she fell asleep. One hand was tightly holding the waistband of Murong Fu's pants, and the other hand was grabbing his neck.

In his sleep, he was still reciting some clearing mantra: "A pure heart is like water, and clear water is the heart. There is no breeze, and the waves are calm. Youhuang sits alone, whistling and playing the piano. Zen is still and calm,..."

Murong Fu looked at the little bald beauty in his arms and fell into deep thought and confusion for a moment.

This monk often regards his original intention as extremely important. If Bodhisattva Miaoyi wakes up later and finds that he has...

Just as he was thinking about it, the man in his arms said "嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤嘤~" twice, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "Fulang, please use your strength!"

Suddenly, Murong Fu was speechless.

He suddenly thought of something and immediately put his hand on her pulse, checking it carefully.

Could it be that the charm effect of the [Blood Soul Yin Yang Insect] has not been resolved yet?

He examined Miaoyi Bodhisattva up and down, inside and out, and finally came to a conclusion: She was talking in her sleep!

Murong Fu breathed a sigh of relief, hugged the naughty little nun in his arms, and wrapped him tightly in his cassock.

I, on the other hand, found a new set of clothes to change into, and stood up refreshed.

Why change a new set?

There was no other reason. His clothes were torn to pieces by the Bodhisattva Miaoyi, and his belt was currently being held by her like a treasure.

Murong Fu sighed, hugged her and looked around, his eyes changing.

"Bang!" Endless spiritual energy suddenly burst out from his hand, shattering the pure white realm into pieces.

The next moment, the two people were back to their original place again.

However, there is a kind of passion and beautiful scenery entangled with things and people.

The sky in the purple forest gradually darkened, and Murong Fu held Miaoyi Bodhisattva for a long time.

But seeing that he still had no intention of waking up, he couldn't help complaining: With this physical strength, you still dare to question me?