Do you think I like you
Neither the unfamiliar "donor Shen" nor the modest "poor monk" was used, one used "you" and the other used "me", which clearly meant the extreme, but at this moment Shen Du But more dazed than ever.
Even chills for no reason.
In that monk's ethereal voice, there was an extremely disturbing emotion hidden in it, and it was also an emotion that made Shen Du suddenly add an ice cave.
He opened his mouth to give his answer:
You love me, but you can't admit it!
But in the next moment, the monk's frivolous rhetorical question sounded above this empty Buddhist hall: "Did you really see clearly?"
Did you really see clearly
Shen Du really didn't know what he should see clearly.
The mixed internal forces in his body almost tossed the meridians all over his body once again, shaking with pain. He even thought deeply about why the monk stripped his clothes.
Until the warm fingers fell on his back without warning.
Suddenly it felt like an electric shock.
Shen Du trembled almost immediately: "What do you want to do?"
What responded to him was the silently sliding fingers, with a little calloused finger ore that gently drew a line down his beaded spine.
Shen wanted to struggle when he realized something was wrong.
However, being firmly controlled by Zenzai, he could hardly move, a warm heat poured into his body along the sliding fingers, stirring all the unruly internal forces in his body, especially those belonging to the Part of that mysterious practice!
There are ghosts!
There are ghosts in the exercises in the Buddha beads!
Shen Du's whole body blew up almost immediately: "Stinky monk, you are fucking old - uh!"
The finger that was swimming on his back had slipped into the tight acupoint behind him at some point, and without any hesitation, he sent it in at once!
After Shen Du had finished speaking, he was replaced by a sudden moan.
All the previous ominous premonitions came true at this moment, and the feeling that there was a foreign body intruding into handsome behind him was so real that it immediately exploded with a "hum" in his mind.
Liuhe Shenjue did not occur, and he did not drink any worry-free water. Today, he and Sangjing are generally sober.
But at this moment, he felt that the other party was crazy!
So after a stunned, he immediately struggled violently.
But with such a little power, the monks didn't even pay attention to him. Even in the heyday of Shen Du, it is impossible to have the same strength as him, let alone at this time
He just calmly suppressed his resistance.
Then send your fingers deeper.
Shen Du was not a man who liked men in the past, and almost all the sexual affairs he ever had came from the backlash of Liuhe Shenjue. Except for the first few times, he had never felt this way while awake.
Unfamiliar and dangerous.
He didn't know what happened to Zenzai, and he couldn't get out of his control. He just gritted his teeth and yelled at him, "Damn bald donkey, are you fucking crazy?"
"If you want to be seen, just shout out loud."
Shanzai still lowered her eyebrows and lowered her eyes, as if suppressing Shen Du effortlessly, and she even felt that there was something wrong with what she was doing at the moment.
The dim lights in the hall illuminated his cold outline, and his face was in the light for a while, and his face was in the dark, like a god and a devil.
It's a pity that Shen Du couldn't see his appearance at the moment.
He was just hit by that sentence, and the blood in his whole body almost rushed towards his face. The sudden sense of shame made him straighten his entire back, and even his whole body trembled uncontrollably. .
However, he couldn't tell whether the tremors that swept his whole body came from the excitement of doing such absurd things in the Buddhist hall with the temple door hidden, or from the added one. Twitching fingers twitching behind him...
The tight back hole has been opened by the fingers that have penetrated.
The inside of Shen Du's body was warm, but the monk's fingers were slightly cold. From the moment he entered, it caused him to contract subconsciously, obviously pushing him away from entering, but he showed it again. There was a strangely frivolous debauchery, as if welcoming.
So that finger goes deeper, deeper...
It was a fascinated feeling.
Shen Du's reason told him that he should refuse and resist, but no matter how many times his reason shouted in his mind, it couldn't change the fact at the moment.
The one who is attacking him is the one he likes.
The monk he likes.
It's good.
"no, do not want… "
His face was almost sticking to the incense case, and what he could smell was the reassuring sandalwood incense on the Thousand Buddhas Hall, but an almost weak request overflowed from his throat.
Weak, always seem to be pitiful.
Zenzai's fingers penetrated deep into his body, and the dirt touched his soft intestinal wall, pressing it bit by bit to squeeze deeper, which caused him to tremble and tremble even more.
When he looked up, he saw his attitude at the moment.
Clearly, without any resistance, he was crouched on the incense table, and the hard struggle in front of the gods and Buddhas only added a kind of pleasure that was almost abusive to others.
Shen Du, who had stripped away his oppressive and heavy robe, seemed to have lost all his sense of security, exposing all his fragility to the eyes of others.
The neck and spine form a line.
The fair body is a little thin, but it looks straight and delicate due to martial arts. The waistline is narrow and the legs are strong and straight, but it is trembling at the moment, as if he is about to stand unsteady.
The monk still wears the string of beads on his wrist, and every time his fingers move in and out, the Buddha's head at the end of the beads will touch the buttocks that are forced to lie down.
Shen Du could clearly feel it.
Feeling the movement of his articulated fingers in his body, the more and more, the deeper and deeper, the tight acupoints are gradually stretched open and gradually become softer.
Equally weak are his brain, his consciousness, his legs that are almost unable to stand...
No one can resist the deepest feeling in the body.
Even if it was a semi-forced humiliation.
Under the monk's unprecedented initiative, he fell uncontrollably, but just by playing with him so gently, he was deeply moved and wanted him to enter deeper and heavier!
Even the thing that was originally hanging in front of him gradually stood up and defended during the monk's development, dismantling his already fragile resistance with the most authentic reaction.
It's just that he can't see anything.
Not only can't see the other party's expression at the moment, but also see the other party's face at the moment, can only use the body to feel his every slightest movement.
However, the monk's movements are always slow and slow. Although he is doing such a thing, he doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all.
Two fingers replaced three fingers.
Little by little, he got used to the presence and ingress of foreign objects, until Shen Du's body was so weak that he was about to fall off the incense table, and he slowly retracted his fingers.
The private place that was filled up suddenly became empty, and the slow torment and torture seemed to recede.
But only for an instant.
In the next instant, a hot object leaned up and pressed against the gap between his hips, and the terrifying temperature instantly recalled Shen Du's reason.
"let me go!"
His voice had already become hoarse because of his lofty desire, and even if he tried his best to shout, he seemed to cast a lot of deterrence.
What's more, in front of a monk
He hardly paid any attention to the voice, so he held down his waist, which was swaying, and slowly stood up, firmly and slowly squeezing the narrow buttocks gap, aiming at Shen Du's sudden emptiness before it was too late. The other closed mouth was sent in.
The thick top immediately pushed this private place to the limit.
Such a size can't be swallowed no matter how you look at it, but the more Pillow wants to push it out, the more it can't resist its entry, and the deeper it penetrates.
The folds and folds on the intestinal wall were completely stretched out, and even before he could shake it, his scalp was numb, without the effect of forgetting worries, he could almost clearly feel every inch of himself being stretched open. burst feeling
The previous reprimand was instantly salty and groaning.
He couldn't stop shaking, his eyes were red, and the feeling of being filled with giants captured him little by little...
In the end, it was fully invested.
Different temperatures blended together, and there was no gap between them, and the stimulation that was inserted into the deepest part made all his voices shattered.
What followed was a violent collision.
The monk's robe of Xuezi didn't even take off, it was still perfectly worn on his body, but the movements under him were fierce and heavy!
With every complete withdrawal, the wall of his bowels contracted with it;
It was as if his whole soul had been seized by him.
He had to grit his teeth to suppress the moan that almost overflowed his lips, but the violent impact shook his sight.
Shen Du felt a little blurry in front of him.
But he could still see clearly: the dim lights in the Thousand Buddha Hall illuminated Buddha statues one after another, those countless Buddhas who sympathize with all living beings and are majestic and inviolable!
And he—
But at this very moment, the most devout believers of all the Buddhas were pressed on the incense table for offering Buddhas!
It was a complete and rebellious feeling, as if they were fighting against the gods and Buddhas, and it was as if everything they were doing at this moment was being watched and scrutinized by the gods and Buddhas…
Even if Shen Du didn't believe in Buddhism, it was difficult to suppress the strange feeling in his heart at this moment.
Excessive stimulation made his body tense, and even the back hole where he was being opened up and rammed by the murder weapon tightened.
But the next moment it was smashed open.
The root of the murder weapon collided with the naked buttocks, and the huge rhizomes attacked his body forcibly, and a blushing sound was heard in the hall.
The tender meat in the hole was rolled over by the forceful movement.
With the intensification of the impact and the further exploration, the depths of the back hole became softer and softer, and turned to accommodate, wrap, and even nostalgic for the fierce things that came in and out at that time, and welcomed them when they smashed in. Absorbed when it was pulled away, with the most primitive and natural greed.
For the first time, Shen Du clearly knew what it was like to be fucked.
The utensils in front of him were already raised high, and a little transparent liquid was seeping uncontrollably from the front section, and hit the edge of the incense case with the slap behind him again and again. For a while, it was a double-teamed double-team of pleasure before and after.
"No, no, monk..."
The reddish corners of his eyes were already tinged with a touch of sensational dampness, and Shen Du could hardly control his own reaction, and he had no idea what he was shouting at the moment.
On the bed, the word "don't" has always had a different meaning, and all "don't" will eventually be exchanged for more violent violations and more overwhelming pleasure.
Zenzai actually couldn't understand the meaning hidden under his words, but from the moment he pressed Shen Du on the incense table, he never thought of stopping.
He gripped his waist tightly, causing him to sink.
The solid giant was like a soldering iron, wedged into the man's body, which was almost soft and rotten into a pool of mud, and hit some sensitive points in one fell swoop.
At this moment, Shen Du's whole body trembled violently, and there was a whimper in his throat, which seemed to be in extreme pain and extreme joy.
It's like sometime in that day at the Bamboo House...
So he took this posture, pulled out, drove straight in again, and slammed it hard!
"what… "
Almost as expected, Shen Du's reaction became more and more violent. The palm that was still struggling to resist now grabbed the incense case hard, and the transparent nails even left a few marks on the hard red sandalwood.
The already weak legs were completely unable to stand.
He fell down like a pool of mud in front of him, but before he fell, he was pushed up by the murder weapon again!
The two sensitive points on the chest rubbed against the lotus pattern carved on the incense case, becoming red and swollen.
Shen Du's eyes became blurred, and even his consciousness became chaotic. He only felt that he was ups and downs with the huge waves like a small boat. Wherever he went, he went, it was cold at one time, and hot at the same time.
"Ah, ah, ah ah..."
The sound that was almost rambunctious had a tinge of trembling under these successive impacts. He completely forgot who he was and what he was doing here tonight. He only remembered that the monk behind him was a monk, and the monk was Shanzai, so he was almost unconscious. He spread his legs farther apart to let the giant who was lashing at him go deeper.
One after another, he made a ruthless push, and the faster and faster, the more intense the pleasure it brought. In this last moment, Shen Du couldn't make any sound in his throat. He was completely submerged in the torrent of overwhelming pleasure, and released it in the almost suffocating void.
At this moment, he is like a fish.
It was only picked up by someone and placed on the shore, dripping wet with water, and opened his mouth to seek the air from the outside world.
The incense case was already in a mess, and his robes fell on the ground, and there were many traces of the mess.
Shen Du sank into the void, unable to return to his senses.
It wasn't until a hand reached out, pinched his lower jaw, and tightened it with a little force, that it brought a slight pain, and all the perceptions slowly returned to the cage.
So I also felt that in the hole behind me that had long been manipulated to make it soft, there was still a hard and hot giant.
At this moment, Shen Du felt cold all over.
All the sanity that had been stripped from the love affair that nearly killed him just now returned to his mind, making him clearly aware of something.
But he couldn't do anything, couldn't do anything.
This can be like this, the monk pinched his jaw, forced to lift his weak neck, and also raised his blurred vision.
He blinked.
The beads of sweat fell from his forehead and passed through his eyelashes, and finally made his vision clear. The dim lights, the Buddha statues standing high, and the Buddha statues standing on both sides hidden in the dark. cylinder…
"buzz"
The moment Shen Du clearly saw the handwriting remaining on the cylinder, it was as if the other person had slapped him in the face.
The eight words that have not been removed are undoubtedly the best counterattack at this moment.
Wisdom monk is good, but err
His flushed face quickly turned pale, and all the evil he had done flooded into his mind at this moment, making his ears buzz.
The monk looked at him almost sympathetically, then slowly let go of his hand, and slowly withdrew the unvented desire from his body.
He bent down and picked up the robe from the ground and put it on him.
Then he asked him in that calm and icy voice: "Shen Du, do you still think I like you?"
Do you think I like you
Do you still think I like you
It is clearly a very similar sentence, and even only one word is different, but the meanings that can be produced are very different.
Shen Du understood, after all, he still laughed miserably, and with his palm, which was almost full of strength, supported the edge of the incense case, barely stood still, and turned to look at him.
So I saw-
Standing behind him, Shanzai, this clear face, is ruthless and has no desire, as if not stained by the love affair just now, a pair of warm eyes that become clearer.
A voice in his heart shouted frantically: I like it! you like me...
But no matter what.
Because reason had already told him the cruelest answer, the tears in his eyes almost rolled down: "So, you don't love me, you just hate me."
The monk was silent, almost tacitly.
He still looked at him as if he was looking at the most miserable beings in the world. He was the most familiar and most obsessed pity of Shen Du in the past.
The slender fingers are only for him to slowly organize his robes.
Shen Du looked at him like this, as if to carve him into his heart, and the voice from his dry throat was hoarse and hesitant: "But monk, if you deceive me like this, what do you think I am?"
The fingers that were tying the leather belt for him paused, Zenzai lowered his eyebrows, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and after a while, he resumed the movement just now, but did not raise his eyes to look at him.
Just said: "You are my sin and karma."
Shen Du didn't remember how he walked out of the Thousand Buddhas Hall, and he didn't remember if he had said anything else to the monk. Only when the cold wind blew his face that night did he stop in a trance. Another staggering step.
It hasn't gone very far.
The light reflected in the hidden door behind him stretched his shadow under his feet, a lonely one.
He looked back and saw that in front of the Buddha of Compassion, the monk bowed down, bowed his head deeply, and chanted an unknown scripture with his eyes down.
It was a gesture of repentance.
It was as if he was confessing his love and hatred, and confessing his desires and sins to the countless places in the temple that were high above and sympathized with all beings.
A solitary lamp shone on his snow-white monk robe, but all the gods and Buddhas were in the dim light and shadow...
After all, he wants to give up on him.
Why be obsessed.
Also why be obsessed.
The monk is naturally a very good person, but as soon as he is about to die, what if he has fulfilled his dying wish? It was wrong from the start.
Let it go.
Shen Du heard a voice in his heart speaking.
Let go of him, and let go of yourself.
He is very good, but he is a bad person, neither worthy of his love nor able to bear his hatred.