Jing Moye: "......"
Jing Moye: "!!!
”He really didn't expect that Feng Shuying would really dare!
She is completely different from what is rumored.His hand rose and slashed at the back of her neck.She glanced at him before she fainted, his face covered in frost.She cursed a dirty word in her heart, and as soon as her eyes went dark, she completely fainted and fell softly into his arms.His brow furrowed slightly, and he didn't know how to react for a moment.He wanted to push her off his body with some disgust, and when his palm touched her body, it was unfamiliarly warm and soft.Jing Moye glanced down, the girl's eyebrows and eyes were soft and charming under the light, which was completely different from Fang Cai's agile appearance.He snorted softly and pushed her down with some disgust.He got up and wanted to leave, but found that the mania that had been uncontrollable in his heart had disappeared a lot, and he felt a lot more comfortable.He reached out and covered his heart, looked at the girl who had fallen asleep, and sat back on the bed.He sat for about half an hour, and his mania did not rise again, but made him a little sleepy.This feeling surprised him very much, since he was calculated, he was extremely sleepy every time, but he couldn't sleep anyway.Even if you fall asleep, you will wake up in half an hour at most.Like this, his body took the initiative to feel sleepy and wanted to sleep, and it was the first time.He reached out and turned Feng Shuying into the bed unceremoniously, and lay down beside her.Almost the moment he lay down, he fell asleep.After Feng Shuying was stunned by him, it didn't take long for her to wake up.As soon as she opened her eyes, she was startled by the magnified face in front of her.She subconsciously wanted to sit up, but before she was halfway through her seat, she was fished out by Jing Moye's long arm and was fished into his arms.Feng Shuying: "!!!!
”She didn't understand his intentions at all, and called softly: "Lord Wang......"
"Shut up." ”Jing Moye's somewhat irritable voice came: "If you make any more noise, I'll strangle you." ”Feng Shuying: "......"
It was the first time she had seen someone else's bed, and she was murdered like this.She was not used to sleeping with people and wanted to change her position, but as soon as she moved, she was pressed back by him.Jing Moye's voice came: "Sleep!"
”Feng Shuying felt that he was sick, and he was seriously ill!
The lights in the room had gone out at some point, and only a meager amount of moonlight shone in through the window lattice.The moonlight was faint, and she could only see his handsome silhouette.He was gentle and modest when he was sleeping with his eyes closed, and he was like a gentleman when he cut Chen Yansheng during the day.This person is really a demon with his eyes open, and a Buddha with his eyes closed.She was not used to being held to sleep, so she twisted and wanted to change her position, and the next moment, the back of her neck was slashed by Jing Moye again.She stopped by to greet his eighteenth generation ancestor before fainting.It didn't take long for Feng Shuying to wake up again, this time she was smart, no longer struggled, and fell asleep directly in his arms with her eyes closed.Although she was not used to sleeping with people, between sleeping with him and being knocked unconscious, she decisively chose the former.She was afraid that if she was hacked by him a few more times, her neck would be broken by him.Besides, although Jing Moye is a big villain, he is good-looking!
Sleep him, she doesn't lose!
When she woke up in the morning, Jing Moye was gone, and the rope she had made last night was gone.She moved, almost not screaming: because she slept in the wrong position last night, she felt that she woke up with a sore back.Feng Shuying frantically greeted Jing Moye's whole family in her heart, and resigned herself to lie back and move her wrists and ankles to let herself slowly recover.Inversely proportional to Feng Shuying's depression is Jing Moye.He hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time, and when he woke up from this sleep, he only felt refreshed.He didn't go back to the palace, he went directly to the Buddhist temple, and when the abbot saw him coming, he said with a smile: "The spirit of the prince looks good." ”Jing Moye said lightly: "Last night, this king slept for three hours. ”Three hours is not enough sleep for a normal person, but for him, it is very rare.He didn't expect that he would sleep until dawn.The abbot said with surprise on his face: "How did the prince fall asleep?"
”Jing Moye didn't answer his question, handed him the rope he took from Feng Shuying and said, "Look at it, is this the weaving technique of Xuanmen?"
”The abbot took it and looked at it carefully and said, "It looks a little like the technique of the Xuanmen, but I can't be sure." ”"After all, the Xuanmen Gate was destroyed before, and they were originally very mysterious, and there were not many things that came out.""
Ouch, what the hell is this......"
He drew the key position of the rope, and the rope that looked very docile directly pulled it into his face, pulling out a red mark on his face.He snorted angrily and said, "I'm sure, this thing is eighty percent of the Xuanmen thing!"
”"Only those immoral ghosts in Xuanmen would make such a immoral thing!"
Jing Moye saw his thunderous appearance, and raised his eyebrows slightly.The abbot asked him, "Where did you get this?"
”Jing Moye didn't answer his question, but said, "This thing is a little interesting." ”The abbot was confused: "What's interesting?"
”Jing Moye didn't answer and asked: "If this king can sleep well in the future, will he be less affected by that spell?"
”The abbot nodded: "This is natural, at least your body will be more comfortable after you rest." ”"When the body is comfortable, the temper will not be so short-tempered, and the brain will be brighter than before.""
Even if your luck is sucked out, you can always get some back with your brain, and the possibility of vain death is greatly reduced."
Jing Moye glanced at him obliquely, turned his head and left.The abbot asked him, "How did you fall asleep last night?"
”Jing Moye ignored him, raised his feet and walked forward, the abbot thought that he would not answer, but heard two words floating: "You guess." ”When the abbot heard this, he barely jumped up, but when his feet were about to leave the ground, he took a deep breath and said: "I am a high-ranking monk, I want to be a high-ranking monk, and I don't care about him in general." ”After reading these words more than a dozen times, his emotions calmed down a little.He held on to the Buddhist beads in his hand and recited them several times before his mood returned to the same state.The monks who passed by him heard the words in his mouth and thought that he was reciting sutras.They admired the abbot from the bottom of their hearts, the abbot is the abbot, and he has to recite scriptures when he walks, which is really profound.They had to learn from the abbot and recite sutras while walking.After the abbot calmed down, he felt that it was unusual for Jing Moye to come to him today......