The man stared at Yange with pity: "The pain is only temporary, and you can bear it. When the magic in your body disappears, you can no longer experience this pain."

The words are silent.

She blinked and stared at him, staring at her with tears.

Yange thinks that although she does n’t have the killing function of the cute pet, she should be regarded as a beautiful girl now.

"It hurts so much." Her voice was weak, thin, almost like a breath left, and it made people feel worried: "I can't stand it, it hurts, it hurts, I can't stand it It's up! "

The man stared at Yange and said nothing.

Yange's eyelashes trembled, and the tears rolled out of the eyelids, making a moist scratch on her face.

"Xiao Bai, please kiss me, OK, kiss me, maybe it won't hurt."

Yan Ge's eyes were weeping at the man with tears, his eyelashes were wet with tears, which was about too painful, with sweat permeating between his foreheads, and the small face with a big slap was even paler without any blood.

She was weak and weak, begging for a coquettish voice to sound in the man's consciousness: "Little white, little white, it hurts so much, kiss me, kiss me ..."

The soft voice is like a tempting temptation.

The man slowly stood up and walked towards the song step by step.

But the mood on his face was not fluctuated.

When he finally got close to Yange, he raised his eyes and looked at Yange's face.

In his eyes, Yange opened his lips slightly, his little tongue licked the corner of his lips, and two small shell teeth bit his lips.

Lip color is red and bloody.

She didn't speak again, but looked at him grimly, but silently.

The man reached out and pinched her chin.

He bowed his head and kissed her lips.

It ’s a kiss, but it ’s not.

He just touched his lips to the lips of Yange and just touched them.

He did not leave, nor did he go deep.

When he wants to leave.

Yange suddenly opened his mouth and slipped his tongue into his mouth.

The man dropped his eyes, he didn't move anymore, just kept this posture, letting Yange rush in his mouth.

Her soft voice sounded in his sense: "Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, I'm so uncomfortable, it hurts, it hurts ..."

At this time, the man seemed to react, and took two steps back to sit cross-legged on the ground again, closed and began to recite.

Yange looked at him, and the tears in her eyes fell again, but immediately she bit her lip, so that she no longer shed tears, and only spoke in his godly voice with a gentle voice: "Xiao Bai, you can cross people Are you a monk?

"Can you please tell me a few stories of immortal, maybe I listen and listen, it will not be so painful."

"Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, the Scriptures in your mouth are obscure. I can't understand a single word. Tell me a few Buddhism stories."

"Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai, I hurt so much ..."

The man's voice rang again at this time.

He did start to tell some Buddhist allusions for Yange.

Yan Ge listened earnestly, but her lips had been bitten by her teeth with blood everywhere.

The man told two allusions and stopped.

The faint voice of the song sounded in his consciousness: "Xiao Bai, are you a monk who has become a fairy?"

"You sit here, do you want to make me immortal?"

"But I am obsessed with my mind. It is like a demon. I don't want to be a fairy."