Quick Wear: The Heirless Boss Wants to Get Close to Her Every Day

Chapter 524 Spoiled Flower Fairy vs. Aloof Buddhist Monk (23)

That night, Shen Shuyi crawled into the dust-free room and wrapped herself in his blanket.

When Wuchen returned from his bath, he saw a bulge under the covers. He went over and lifted the covers, a helpless smile on his lips.

"Miss Shen, what brings you here?"

"Can't I come?" Shen Shuyi stretched. "Does it have to be every three days?"

"Does Master simply view this as pure cultivation?"

She raised her hand, wrapped it around Wuchen's neck, pulled him down, looked into his eyes, and continued to ask.

"Is it?"

"Mm." Wuchen nodded.

Shen Shuyi wasn't annoyed and continued, "Yesterday was for cultivation, so tonight we can do something fun."

“Miss Shen, no, that’s only for husband and wife.” Wu Chen said calmly and restrainedly.

"Master, you don't like me?"

Shen Shuyi lowered her eyes slightly, but her voice was unusually firm.

"But... Master, I like you."

Wuchen was shocked upon hearing this, and his face began to burn.

Taking the opportunity, Shen Shuyi leaned in and pressed herself against his chest, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Wuchen, I only love you."

Wuchen's mind was stirred, but he couldn't afford to make the same mistake again.

He shouldn't give in to his desires, he shouldn't get any closer to her, he shouldn't betray Buddhism.

But during this period, his every move clearly showed that he was consciously sinking into depravity.

"Miss Shen, liking someone is a lifelong thing. How long have we known each other?"

Shen Shuyi looked up at him, "You're rejecting me?"

"You despise me because I'm a fairy!"

"This humble monk has never looked down on you."

"That means you like me, but you don't dare to admit it!"

Wuchen remained silent for a long time before speaking:
"Little flower fairy, this humble monk will help you cultivate until you become a great demon, but don't mention anything else."

"This humble monk cannot break the precepts."

Looking into his emotionless eyes, Shen Shuyi's eyes immediately welled up with tears. She leaned into Wuchen's arms and whispered, "The Buddha said there are three refuges."

"But I do know about the Four Refuges."

Wuchen listened, his eyes filled with doubt.

I take refuge in the Buddha, I take refuge in the Dharma, I take refuge in the Sangha.

Shen Shuyi propped herself up and continued in his ear, "I take refuge in Miss Shen."

"Master, could you please show me mercy this once?"

Wuchen felt a dampness on the back of his hand, drip, drip, it was the little flower fairy's tears.

The suffocating feeling in his chest made him subconsciously raise his hand to stroke the little flower fairy's head and pull her into his arms.

"Miss Shen, do you really like this humble monk?"

"real!"

"And you, Master?"

"You just said that." Wuchen wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

Shen Shuyi's tone was tinged with a mixture of secret joy and a sob as she asked him, "Is it to convert to Miss Shen's fold?"

Wuchen clasped his hands together and said, “How can one have both in this world, to be true to both Buddha and to you? This humble monk will return to Jinshan Temple and resume secular life as soon as possible.”

"From now on, I will stay by Miss Shen's side."

Shen Shuyi's tearful eyes suddenly lit up. "Really?" "Yes, even if I were to return to secular life, I would still be a demon hunter and continue to kill evil spirits."

"Then after I return to Buzhou Mountain and avenge myself, I will wander the world with you, Master, slaying demons and monsters!"

"Okay." Wuchen lowered his head and kissed her lips along her cheek.

Shen Shuyi was still a little dizzy, feeling that everything had gone too smoothly.

Before she could think, Wuchen grabbed her waist, pulled her close, and kissed her forcefully.

Shen Shuyi was forced to raise her neck, wrap her arms around his neck, and whimper softly as he led her to the pinnacle of bliss.

"Miss Shen," Wuchen called to her, his voice softening.

A passionate kiss came again, and Wuchen held her waist tightly, his eyes filled with affection, looking indescribably alluring.

His eyes could no longer contain the surging emotions, which had already transcended worldly conventions.

Wuchen admits that he likes the little flower fairy.

Shen Shuyi felt his overwhelming love and suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

It was she who broke the vow of purity in order to complete the mission and for her own selfish desires, causing him to sink into depravity with her.

But she also quite liked Wuchen. Putting aside her other thoughts, her hand caressed Wuchen's strong chest and slowly moved downwards.
This time, Wuchen didn't stop her. Instead, he pulled her close, his broad, warm chest pressed tightly against her back, and whispered in her ear:
"What a gluttonous little demon."

A man's cool, low voice sounded in my ear, and his warm breath sprayed down on me.

Shen Shuyi heard laughter in his voice and thought he was being a bit frivolous. "What are you saying?"

"Isn't that right? You little demon are just greedy. Let me feed you tonight."

When did Master Wuchen become so frivolous? Shen Shuyi turned around and met his smiling, wild eyes, which gave her a feeling that was both righteous and wicked.

She asked in surprise, "Aren't you Master Wuchen?"

"I am." Wuchen's demonic soul emerged amidst the chaos, laughing as he said, "Little flower fairy, you should thank me. Otherwise, why do you think he would have been so quick to renounce his vows for you?"

Shen Shuyi grabbed his hand, "Are you the master's inner demon?"

"Little flower fairy, why make such a distinction? He and I are the same person."

Shen Shuyi retorted, "I don't know you. Stop causing trouble and release the master."

After she finished speaking, she noticed a struggle flash in Wuchen's eyes, and then her smiling eyes suddenly softened.

"I apologize, Miss Shen. Did this humble monk frighten you just now?" Wuchen's voice was low and hoarse.

Shen Shuyi gave a soft snort and said coquettishly, "He touched me just now!"

Wu Chen frowned and held her tightly in his arms. "Where did you touch?"

"Look, this, this, and this!" Shen Shuyi deliberately pulled his warm, large hand across her body, around her waist, and down.
Wuchen's breath hitched. He flipped her over, pinned her beneath him, and leaned down to kiss her lips.

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The bed was a mess, a testament to how passionately the human and the demon had been entangled all night; Master Wuchen's robe was still draped over the little flower demon.
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The next day, Wuchen and Shen Shuyi discussed their next trip. Originally, they planned to go to Beiju Luzhou, but now Wuchen wanted to return to Jinshan Temple to return to secular life. Shen Shuyi wanted to go with him, but was worried about being arrested.

"What if those high-ranking monks at Jinshan Temple want to arrest me and suppress me?"

Wuchen grasped her hand. "Miss Shen, I will protect you."

"You still call me Miss Shen? That's so formal." Shen Shuyi looked at him. "I don't even know what your name was before you became a nun, or where you lived."

"Before I became a monk, I was in the imperial city, the seventh son of the current emperor, Prince Xiaoyao, Li Yaoguang."

"Wow~ Master, you're a prince? Then I'll be a princess from now on!"

Wuchen replied, "I became a monk at the age of ten and have long since severed all worldly ties. Even if I return to secular life, I will never return to the royal family."

"That really makes you a carefree prince. Actually, I don't like those worldly constraints either." Shen Shuyi leaned over and hugged Wuchen's neck, nuzzling his cheek.

"No matter who you are or what you do, I just like you."

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(End of this chapter)