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Chapter 8 Middle-aged Menie

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Thinking of this, Lin Tianlong couldn't help looking towards the pretty nun, and saw her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, like the bright and bright crescent moon, with phoenix eyes and willow eyebrows, exuding the unique charm of a mature woman.

At this time, she was wearing a wide Taoist robe, with her long legs slightly apart, her perfect round thighs bearing the slender waist, and on her chest, a pair of unparalleled plump breasts strongly stimulated Lin Tianlong's eyes, which stimulated Lin Tianlong's eyes.

The white and tall breasts on her chest filled her clothes. As the slight trembling between her breathing, it seemed as if there was life. The long and curly eyelashes were swaying lively on her chest, just like the crescent moon in the sky. Her pair of watery phoenix eyes shone with infinite mature charm at this moment

From the outside, she was just wearing a normal strapless breast, but her huge peaks showed no signs of sagging, but were more like the erectile straits of a young girl.

The pretty nun saw Lin Tianlong noticed that she was looking at him, and knew that he had noticed that she had just seen what he did to caress the beautiful young woman. She couldn't help but blush with her face, raised her eyebrows, glared at him, turned around and went into the backyard.

Lin Tianlong followed closely, but the pretty nun disappeared, and only one middle-aged nun was about to enter the main hall of Guanyin Temple from the back door.

Ah! The little donor... The middle-aged nun just glanced at the strange boy, but her beautiful eyes flashed, showing an inexplicable look of surprise, as if an acquaintance who had not seen for a long time suddenly appeared in front of her. She adjusted her expression and said softly, "Looking at the little donor's appearance and appearance, I don't know if I came here to travel, burn incense and make wishes, or practice meditation?"

The master is so polite! I wonder what the master’s name is called?

Pomni’s Miaoyin!

Zen is beautiful, like hearing the sound of an immortal!

The little donor is over-reputable! The little donor has not answered Pomni’s question yet?

To be honest, I saw a Meni sister entering and just wanted to ask her name!

After entering Buddhism, how can beauty come from? Color is emptiness, emptiness is color. In front of Guanyin Bodhisattva, why should the little donor disturb the practice of meditation? Middle-aged Menie bowed and softly persuaded him

The master was blamed, please forgive me for being young and not being upset. It was absurd to be young. But last night I dreamed that Guanyin Bodhisattva asked me to dream that I had a fate with Guanyin Temple, so today I came to fulfill my wish and the fate is here! Lin Tianlong bowed together, half true and half false, explaining

After saying this, the middle-aged Meni's delicate body trembled slightly and she sighed in her heart. Could it be that the Bodhisattva appeared and was destined to be in the end? Moreover, at first glance, she could almost conclude that this young man was probably the son of Liang Rukang and Lin Huiyin. Twenty years ago, she and Lin Huiyin were also close friends. The baby daughter was Lin Huiyin. She dreamed of Lin Huiyin last night. Today, she saw this young man, as if she had seen his best friend, and he came to Guanyin Temple for no reason. He accidentally ran into Ruyu, and even fell in love with him at first sight. Could it be that Guanyin Bodhisattva was destined to have a fate with Ruyu and this young man in the past and this life?

Take the liberty to ask the little donor’s surname?

My name is Lin Tianlong!

Lin... Tianlong... Master Miaoyin's beautiful eyes flashed. He looked at the boy up and down again, muttering silently, and knew in his heart that this son was probably the son of his best friend Lin Huiyin

Lin Tianlong saw that the master looked like he was in his thirties. Although he was wearing a Taoist robe, he exuded a graceful and luxurious temperament. He had a kind smile on his face, bright and shiny eyes, pointed nose, rosy red lips, slender shoulders, a pair of sagging breasts on his chest, and a slightly obese waist, but exuded the charm of a mature woman, his conversation was gentle and generous, and his behavior was a bit aristocratic.

Lin Tianlong paid attention to the outline and behavior of the Master, and found that her outline was very similar to the pretty nun just now, especially their eyes, which looked exactly the same. The only thing that made him curious was the Master's age.

Perhaps the fate of the little donor can be verified in front of the Bodhisattva! Middle-aged Menie turned around and walked into the main hall

Lin Tianlong paid great attention to the figure of the master. The master's skin is beautiful and intimate. Although his waist is a little fat, he is not really obese. Compared with ordinary women, the master is slender. However, he never thought what it would be like to sleep with Taoist nuns like them. What would they wear inside without bras on their breasts? Will they deliberately flatten their breasts as much as possible?

Lin Tianlong couldn't help but become interested in the figure of the Taoist nun, especially the teacher's kind-hearted look and the gentle tone should have a different feeling when he woke up. Besides, the teacher's wife, the charming appearance and elegant and luxurious temperament are indeed itchy. She really wants to touch her breasts...

Oh, Lin Tianlong secretly slapped himself, blaming himself for thinking about these obscene things at this time. After all, this is a holy land of Dharma, and he is actually too disrespectful to his master. It’s really damn!

The Master is about forty years old. The ruthless years have not left any fatigue on his face. Her skin still looks so white, delicate, and elastic. She looks like she is in her thirties, with a plump figure but not a hint of swelling. Her round buttocks are swinging regularly under her black clothes, wave after wave, waves of waves appear as her buttocks swing, and a burst of desire arose in Lin Tianlong's heart.

Perverts have their own way of perverts. Lin Tianlong asked some questions on the pretext, stepped forward a few steps, and his body was close to the middle-aged Meni.

The master hasn't told me the name of the pretty nun sister just now? The man's body was almost close to her, and the scorching masculinity blew into his nose and flowed into his heart. A Zen heart that had been unpredictable for many years had fluctuated, blushed and panting, and his heartbeat increased. Master Miaoyin was a Taoist Goni, and he was just a boy in front of him, and it was probably the baby son of his best friend back then. She could not do anything to him. But the emotional reaction in her body was reflected in her heart like a mirror. She couldn't help but secretly think: Amitabha, sin, sin

Middle-aged Meni accelerated his pace and wanted to get rid of the boy's "entanglement", but Lin Tianlong followed her and did that. The boy was closer to her, and there was almost no barrier in his body to his plump and round body.

Lin Tianlong saw that the middle-aged Meni was blushing like a fire and breathing like a cow. He smiled in his heart, and he really pretended to be extremely caring on his face, and asked: What's wrong with you, Auntie Master?

The boy also pretended to touch the middle-aged Meni's red jade face with his hand. He saw if she had a fever, middle-aged Meni was shy and shy. He hurriedly avoided his hand and said: Thank you little donor for your concern, it's okay for your poor nun.

After saying that, she was backing back in a panic. She didn't see clearly that there was a threshold behind her. When her heels touched, the center of gravity was unstable. The person fell backwards and was about to fall to the ground. A figure flashed. Someone hugged the middle-aged Meni so that she would not fall to the ground.

The person who took action was naturally Lin Tianlong. He hugged the waist of the stunning Meni tightly and asked: Master, are you okay?

Although the smooth and tender skin was separated by a layer of black clothes, it reflected into his heart without any obstacles. He sighed in his heart: What a smooth skin?

Middle-aged Meni blushed. Although he was a teenager, he was a man after all. His thick big hands were tightly clinging to her thin waist, as if he was electric shock. A heat force was transmitted from his hands to his skin, like a huge rock thrown into the lake and stirred up a wave. Meni Miaoyin's heart trembled and said hurriedly: No, it's okay

She brought her baby daughter to Guanyin Temple for twenty years to practice, and she has not experienced any incidents between men and women for twenty years. At this moment, she has been teased by the young man, but she really doesn't know how to deal with it.