Chapter 823 (1/2)

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He even used his hand to hold her head while kissing her hard and invading her bit by bit.

The man was not his usual self.

Phoenix found herself almost running out of breath and white snowflakes were wafting through her mind. Not once had she experienced this kind of feeling before.

All oxygen had been taken away, her chest was being pressured, the stocky figure on top of her was getting hotter and hotter as if it was going to incinerate her.

Tingling sensation slowly built up at the tip of their tongue as they kissed, that was when he slightly distanced himself. His voice sounded husky, “How do you feel?”

Feel?

Subconsciously, Phoenix wanted to refuse this level of intimacy.

However, her arms were being firmly confined by the man.

He stared at her for a brief moment while she was catching her breath, his hand then explored downward below her chin.

The ca.s.sock worn by Phoenix was oversized, so it was very convenient for the man to do so.

“This is the first time I find Buddhism’s clothes to be nice,” The man laughed and his lips were against her ears. With the tip of his tongue, he first touched it lightly, then slowly made his way down…

Phoenix felt a tingle, then her body stiffened up. Heat flow pa.s.sed through her body like an electric current and she started to wiggle involuntarily in the heated quilt. She could not allow him to exceed her limits any further, so she grabbed his wrist, but she was quite out of breath, “This feels weird, I suppose this is enough for practice purposes.”

“Enough?” The man caressed her skin, it was so soft and tender as though his hands were being absorbed into her skin. How could this sensation ever be enough?

Phoenix looked at him, “Yes, that’s enough.”

“Alright.” The man let go of his hands, then laughed with a playful expression. He gently patted her back with his fingers as though he were treating a pet, “That’s enough for today, we will practice again tomorrow.” Phoenix is such an interesting girl, of course I should savor her slowly…

Phoenix could feel that something was being pushed against her long legs. It was burning hot and somehow it made her feel uncomfortable.

However, since young, no one had ever hugged her to sleep.

For as long as Phoenix could remember, she was already reciting sutras at Mountain Tenya.

She remembered the time when everyone around her would always give her a peculiar look.

This had to do with the fact that there was no other kid as young as her in Buddhism, except for those little monks and shamis.

The Honored Sir held her hand and introduced her to everyone.

“So she’s the Phoenix.”

“Which Phoenix?”

“The Phoenix who was born in h.e.l.l, the Phoenix who represents a bad omen.”

“Why would Phoenix be a bad omen?”

That’s right, Phoenix had the same thought, why would I be a bad omen?

By that time, little Phoenix had learned to chant and thus understood what a bad omen was.

An existence that was neither antic.i.p.ated nor liked by others.

Her speculation seemed to be justified in later days, as no one would even talk to her.

The little Phoenix from Mountain Tenya had always been alone.

She stayed quiet and never spoke to anyone, not to mention making friends.

She had seen little shamis who were close with each other slept together while playing along, everyone looked so happy.

To be honest, being hugged by someone felt really warm, as though an invisible Qi was surrounding her inside the tightly tucked quilt. In fact, the man who was patting her back looked extremely handsome.

Phoenix felt that this was her lucky day, she reached out her hands as well and hugged the man’s waist, she muttered, “The manual given by Yue Lao is pretty good.”

The man lowered his head and looked at the girl in his arms, he laughed, “Pretty good indeed. What are you thinking about just now?”

“Nothing much.” Phoenix turned her head to the side, “I was thinking about the moment when I was born. I guess you know that I was born in h.e.l.l, people said there were two eggs at the very beginning, but when the eggs were hatched, I was the only one left.”

The man gave out an ambiguous smile, “Are you trying to say that the moment when you were born, 33 Thunderstorms and Heavenly Tribulations had been cast on the Sea of Blood, and therefore you were born with the face of great evil?”