On the night sky, like ink, there was a crescent moon hanging like eyebrows, emitting a faint light, and the stars fell on the black screen, flashing and shining, just like the eyes of a naughty child. The temple was silent and everyone was already asleep. At the second update, Song Ruoxi was sleeping in a daze, and vaguely felt someone lifting the tent, so he called softly: "Xiangxiu."

The visitor chuckled and said, "She sleeps soundly like a cow, what did you call her to do?"

It was not the sound of Xiangxiu, but the sound of a man. Song Ruoxi woke up in an instant, quickly sat up, hugged the quilt tightly, and asked nervously: "Who?"

"Xi'er, we've only seen each other during the day, and I won't recognize me after a while?" the visitor teased.

Song Ruoxi took a breath and frowned slightly, "Chen Mo, it's so late, what are you doing?"

Song Ruoxi couldn't see it in the darkness, but he vaguely felt that Chen Mo, who was standing at the head of the bed, had already sat on the bed and hurriedly shrank inside, but the place was only so big that she could hide there again. Chen Mo's warm hand stroked her face and his whole body trembled.

"I'll come to see you and give you any ointment." Chen Mo gently stroked her face, "I don't want to marry an ugly queen with a rash on her face."

Song Ruoxi turned his head open, his eyes full of disgust, "The red spots have disappeared, no need to apply medicine. You can leave."

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. Song Ruoxi avoided his touching hand and urged him to leave, which made him feel unhappy. His face was gloomy and his anger rose. He reached out and grabbed Song Ruoxi's arm, pulled her hard, and pulled her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Song Ruoxi was forced into his arms by Chen Mo, and knew something was wrong. He felt that his warm breath was close to him. He reached out to his chest and said with a stern look: "Chen Mo, if you really intend to make me the queen, you should treat me with courtesy. You shouldn't slip into the room in the middle of the night and be careless. Who did you think of me as if you did this tonight? How would you let me be the mother of the world in the future?"

Chen Mo stopped moving, stared at her in the darkness, and his lips slowly curled up, "Xi'er, you are my queen, it's natural for me to be intimate with you."

"But I am not your queen yet. You have to be intimate. Let's talk about it when I become your queen." Song Ruoxi tried hard to push Chen Mo away, but he didn't move at all.

In order to achieve great things, Chen Mo did not indulge in women and was very restrained in matters between men and women. No one could easily stir up his hair. However, when the tip of his nose was surrounded by a fresh fragrance, he pressed his little hand on his chest and rubbed his skin again and again, it unexpectedly aroused the deepest desire in his body. He pressed down and trapped Song Ruoxi between his chest and the bed.

"Chen Mo, what are you going to do? Let me go, let me go!" Song Ruoxi was really panicked now, twisting and struggling under him uneasy.

"I don't want me to ask you right away, so don't move around." Chen Mo said in a dark face.

When Song Ruoxi heard the sound, he didn't dare to move any more, and let him hug him stiffly. Even through the thick quilt, she could feel the burning heat in his body, and...

Chen Mo pressed against Song Ruoxi, panting, and the warm breath hit her ears, making her cry without tears. Chen Mo must be a pedophile, otherwise how could he react to such a tender body?

Chen Mo's breathing gradually calmed down, he slowly let go of his hands, stood up straight, "Xi'er, give me a man's mask."

"I didn't bring it out in the temple." Song Ruoxi replied casually before he recovered from his fear.

"I will send someone to the temple to get it, and you give him the mask."

"Why should I give you the mask?" Song Ruoxi reacted, not afraid of death and rebelling against him.

Chen Mo's eyes turned and he came to Song Ruoxi, "If you don't give me a mask, then just kiss me."

"You'll send someone to get the mask." Song Ruoxi immediately changed his words. The mask was something outside her body, and she lost money and eliminated the disaster.

"Xi'er, you don't need to know the current affairs." Chen Mo was quite regretful, "Since Xi'er is so shy, I'd better kiss you."

"I have medicine on my face!" Song Ruoxi thought in a hurry and lied.

"I don't mind." Chen Mo curled the corners of his lips and approached Song Ruoxi.

"I mind!" Song Ruoxi buried her face in the quilt. She was about to suffocate. How should this man leave?

"Jiuchi" Two strange bird songs came outside the house.

"Xi'er, I'm leaving, you can sleep well." Chen Mo flew out of the opened wooden window and disappeared into the thick night in a blink of an eye.

Song Ruoxi wiped the sweat from his forehead, got out of bed and closed the window, and lay back on the bed but couldn't fall asleep for a long time. This bad man came to disturb his dreams for nothing, which was so annoying.

The next morning, a few raindrops fell from the sky, slightly wet the road. The carriage was ready and said goodbye to Jingyu. Jingye and his party got on the carriage. The carriage slowly drove out of the Taohua Temple from the west door.

Song Ruoxi, who had just slept until dawn, was sleepy at this time. She was half-squinting her eyes and leaning against Xiangxiu's arms. She didn't have the energy to inquire about yesterday, and she wouldn't have thought that on March 15th, she finally asked Mrs. Yang to agree. Yang Wanrou, who came out to burn incense, cried so sadly after she left, and how headache Qin Shaowei had coaxed her, and she couldn't help but curse her in her heart.

After several days of bumpy ride, the carriage drove directly into the temple from the mountain gate and stopped outside the Nian Chan room. Song Ruoxi saw Huijin standing at the door waiting from afar. Waiting for Jingye to get off the car, Xiangxiu didn't need Xiangxiu to help her, he jumped out of the car and threw himself into Huijin's arms, "Master, I'm back, do you miss me?"

"You are not in the temple, and you will be quiet for your master." Huijin has always loved this rogue and cute little apprentice. When she saw her coming back safely, she liked her and intended to tease her.

"Master, monks cannot lie." Song Ruoxi blinked mischievously, "I know, Master, you miss me very much."

Huijin asked with a stern face: "Didn't you cause trouble for your two senior brothers along the way?"

"Master, I'm very obedient." Song Ruoxi turned his head and looked at Jingye and Jinglin, "If you don't believe me, please ask the two senior brothers."

Jingye chanted the Buddha's name and said, "Master, junior brother, she was very well-behaved along the way and did not cause any trouble."

Huijin looked at Song Ruoxi with her face raised, looking cute and silly looking for praise, and couldn't help laughing.

Everyone was smiling.

"Master (Master, Master Uncle)!" Jinglin and others stepped forward to salute Huijin.
Chapter completed!