Reborn Sun Wukong

Chapter 110 The same person
The next day, the sky was bright and the warm sun shone down.

The fire from last night had already been extinguished, and the gray smoke floated up gently.

Beside the fire, the two were leaning against each other, soundly asleep.

Sun Wukong didn't have a good rest during this time, he was practicing and practicing Qi every day, and he didn't sleep normally.

After this time, there was a burst of warmth from the beautiful woman in his arms, and Monkey King gradually fell into a deep sleep, unwilling to wake up all the time.

The sun poured down, and the golden sunlight sprinkled on the two of them.

The beautiful woman in her arms suddenly woke up, she blinked her eyes wide, her eyelashes curled up, she suddenly felt extra warm, and there was a unique feeling, her face blushed uncontrollably.

Then I saw that I was actually lying in Monkey King's arms, and I was still holding Monkey King tightly, and buried my head in Monkey King's arms.

"Bastard, what did you do last night?" Bing Ling cursed inwardly, she didn't dare to move for a while, and seeing Monkey King wrapping herself in his clothes, it didn't look like she was trying to take advantage of her.

But seeing this, why do you still have some sense of loss in your heart?

Bing Ling stretched the Taoist robe that was wrapped around her, and couldn't help cursing secretly: "This idiot."

Monkey King was still in a deep sleep, very solid.

Suddenly, Bing Ling remembered that he fainted suddenly while dancing in the snow, could it be that he hugged himself into his arms and slept in it?
Then he reached out and touched Sun Wukong's chest through the Taoist robe, it was very warm.

"He, he is using spiritual energy to keep me warm? All night long?" Bing Ling thought to herself, her eyes gradually moistened. She never thought that Monkey King would care about him so much, and he didn't want to take advantage of him. He fainted in the middle of the day, and he did not hesitate to consume his spiritual energy to keep himself warm.

"You idiot, it's thanks to me that I saved you in the dragon's veins." Bing Ling murmured, quietly looking into Sun Wukong's eyes.

When the sun came down, his eyelashes turned out to be golden, a warm color.

There is also the appearance of Monkey King, which has a different flavor in it.

Thinking of this, Bing Ling's face instantly turned red, and she didn't dare to think about it.

It is often said that to conquer a woman's heart is to conquer her body.

However, by doing so, Sun Wukong inadvertently increased Bingling's favor towards him.

A Taoist robe separated two people, it was far better than reaching out to hold Bingling directly
Bing Ling didn't want to get up, but directly stretched her little head down, leaning gently on Monkey King's chest.

The smell of warmth, and the smell of safety.

In this life, I have never been touched by a stranger of the opposite sex, even the same sex is rare, now Bingling has not refused Sun Wukong's hug.

enough to illustrate some issues.

Suddenly, Monkey King yawned, slowly opened his eyes, the two looked at each other, and with a swish, Bing Ling's white as snow, jade-like skin instantly became extremely red, and he broke free from Monkey King's embrace , ran to the distance, tightly covering his face.

Sun Wukong looked dumbfounded and opened his mouth wide. Just now, was Bingling a little woman?

When the two looked at each other at the very beginning, Monkey King was deeply attracted. Those pure eyes and delicate and cute little face made Monkey King even more intoxicated.

Now, this so-called ten-thousand-year iceberg actually has the side of a little girl, which is even more attractive.

"Then, that, last night you fainted, and then you kept calling you cold, so what. Are you not angry?" Monkey King asked tentatively.

"Nothing happened last night." Bing Ling said shyly.

Monkey King scratched his head, put on his Taoist robe and said, "Nothing happened in the first place."

"You idiot" Bing Ling got up and looked at Sun Wukong and snorted.

Sun Wukong smiled, scratched his head and said, "Aren't you hungry? I didn't eat last night. By the way, is your head better? And how is your body?"

"You ask me so much at once, and I can't tell. Anyway, I'm hungry." Bing Ling snorted.

Sun Wukong nodded, raised the flame again, and proceeded to grill meat for her.

In the beginning, Sun Wukong was only worried about her, and he had a unique feeling towards her in his heart. He regarded her as a friend, thought of her, and felt sorry for her. Now I don’t know why, it still seems to be the same.

"Come on, let's eat." Sun Wukong walked over with the barbecue and smiled.

Bing Ling nodded, and said, "That, thank you last night."

Monkey King smiled and said: "It's okay, I have a lot of spiritual energy, so I'm not afraid."

Bingling rolled her eyes twice, didn't want to talk to him, and ate the barbecue quietly, Sun Wukong smiled, picked up the vajra stick and looked into the distance and said: "We're full, let's go."

It is definitely not possible to stay now, Bing Aotian has passed away, if Bing Ling can perceive something, it would be too inappropriate, and I don't know what to do when the time comes.

Bing Ling nodded and said: "I've been to the Desolate Race, are you going back to Huaguo Mountain?"

"Yes, before Blossom Guo Mountain, I will take you to find your mother, a gentleman, this is what I promised to your father." Sun Wukong laughed.

"But..." Bing Ling swallowed the words, stood up and said, "Let's go."

After finishing speaking, Bing Ling returned to her previous icy and cold appearance, and walked out first.

Seeing this, Monkey King smiled helplessly, followed behind him, and headed towards the land of the barren race.

The two fell into silence along the way, not speaking for a long time.

After a long time, Bing Ling spoke first: "If you can't find my mother."

Hearing this, Sun Wukong laughed twice and said, "Well, if you can find it, how can you not find it? You can definitely find it."

"What if you can't find it?" Bing Ling asked.

"Then keep looking, and one day you will find it." Sun Wukong laughed.

Hearing this, Bing Ling revealed a wry smile and said, "I don't want to look for her."

"Why, she is your mother." Sun Wukong asked.

"She abandoned me back then, why did I still look for her." Bing Ling asked back.

"Don't you want to find them and ask them face to face? Ask who your mother and father are, and why they left you alone." Sun Wukong asked.

"I don't want to, they are not my parents, I only have one father, and he is in the Snow Clan." Bing Ling said.

Sun Wukong knew that Bingling still couldn't accept it for a while, and he still couldn't forgive the things his parents let him ignore.

"Actually, do you know? I envy you very much." Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"Envy?" Bing Ling asked suspiciously.

Sun Wukong nodded and said: "Yes, you still have your parents, and you also have an adoptive father who loves you, but I have always been alone."

Sun Wukong’s words are true. The self in the previous life, Sun Xiaoxiao, was just as useless and weak as his name suggests. He didn’t have a friend around him. His parents died early and he lived on a sum of compensation. He was born with autism. I just don't fit in with my personality, and I have never had any friends.

Later, when he was admitted to a well-known historical and archaeological university, Sun Xiaoxiao thought that he was about to rise. After university, he even entered a well-known archaeological research institute. However, in the end, he was still the last one, helping people buy breakfast. , I can't find my own value at all.

Even if it is Monkey King, the sky is the father and the earth is the mother, jumping out of the spirit stone, let alone who the parents are.

On the contrary, Sun Wukong is more envious of Bingling just because of this.

Even if her parents left her, although she doesn't know why, but she still has Bing Aotian as her adoptive father, and his love is also a lot.

"Your family." Bing Ling asked suspiciously.

"I have no family, I have always been alone." Sun Wukong smiled indifferently, but only he knew the bitterness and helplessness mixed in this laughter.

"Sorry." Bing Ling said in a low voice.

"It's okay, let's go, it's not too far away from the Desolate Race." Sun Wukong laughed.

Bing Ling nodded and didn't know what to say, watching Sun Wukong leave first, only to realize that his back was so tall, stretched by the sun, and as lonely as herself.

(End of this chapter)