C38 The appearance of the old demons in the buddhist temple

I was stunned. Why is the robe on my body useless? At this moment, the woman rubs my shoulder without restraint. This is impossible, unless she isn't a demon!

"Little Daoist, I see that you're nervous. Come, touch my heart. It's so cold, so cold. Ahh ~ ~" She actually held my hand up and pressed it against her chest. My hand was on her chest. It was so soft, but it wasn't cold at all