Chapter 782 Stop Talking

When Jiang Lin walked out of the room, the sky was already pale.

After the sleepless night celebration, most of the monks "cultivated immortals" all night, so there were very few pedestrians on the street, and most of them went to rest.

Compared with the lively celebration last night, there were only two or three pedestrians on Luweixianzhou Street in the early morning, red cloth on the ground and between the pavilions, pieces of red paper falling on the ground, and the candle lanterns.

Everything seemed a bit bleak.

But also...

"After the celebration, there must be silence."

This sentence is actually not without some truth.

And this "quiet" scene just corresponds to Jiang Lin's lonely heart.

Jiang Lin was still thinking about how to explain while walking on the road to Leng Bingqing's residence.

In fact, Jiang Lin felt that he didn't need to explain too much, because he didn't flirt with Leng Bingqing.

So mainly from two major aspects.

One is to apologize for the careless kiss at that time.

The second is to try a little bit to see if she knows that she is Jiang Lin.

If you don't know, then you can continue to fool around, and by the way, say that you don't want to disturb Miss Leng, and gradually fade out of her sight.

After all, the task of the system has already failed, and there is no need to get up early and go to bed late to be a licking dog.

If she knew that she was Jiang Lin, she could only take measures according to the specific situation.

And Mrs. Green Bamboo.

For such a first lady in the world, Jiang Lin has always maintained a respectful attitude and dare not have any unreasonable thoughts, because this lady is not only his predecessor, but also a person respected by the whole world.

When he was in the bamboo forest, the more he got along with Mrs. Qingzhu, the closer Jiang Lin felt, as if he had known her for a long time.

Especially on the day when Jiang Lin was about to leave the green bamboo forest, after she fainted and woke up, she became more intimate and even felt a lot of guilt.

In the Sun Moon Teaching Library, Jiang Lin knew that he was probably Jiang Feng and she was his wife, but Jiang Lin never mentioned it because his feelings for Mrs. Qingzhu were still vague.

But slowly, Jiang Lin discovered that he had a faint love for Mrs. Qingzhu.

There has always been a tacit understanding between the two of them, and they have not said anything about it.

Therefore, in the incident last night, Jiang Lin also knew that Madam Qingzhu's feelings could not be ignored at all, and she must explain it again, and she needed to thank Madam Qingzhu for her rescue last night.

"It's really hard to be a scumbag."

Jiang Lin looked up to the sky and sighed, exhaling a hot breath.

Then, when Jiang Lin approached Leng Bingqing's residence, Jiang Lin skillfully disheveled his hair and pulled the neckline of his green shirt a little, looking a little tired.

Maybe he still felt that his clothes were too clean, so Jiang Lin just unbuttoned his green shirt and attracted some dust from the ground to his body, which was in place.

But this is only in place, not perfect.

Jiang Lin took out a few drops of eye drops made from onion juice, gritted his teeth and became cruel! Dropped directly in the eyes!

In just a split second, the hot feeling spread directly from the eyes to the scalp, Jiang Lin's scalp became numb instantly, and tears fell uncontrollably.

But the tears fell too much, too exaggerated.

So Jiang Lin deliberately waited for a while, until the tears stopped, and his eyes were red.

Finally put one of your own shoes in the storage bag!

A tragic image of being tired all night, disheveled, and painfully learned is perfectly interpreted.

"Da da da"

After getting ready, Jiang Lin knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Mrs. Qingzhu's voice came from inside the house.

"Fuck!"

Jiang Lin's heart was shocked!

Why is Mrs. Qingzhu in Miss Leng's room?

This is not right! In other words, shouldn't Mrs. Qingzhu be "a love rival who is extremely jealous when meeting each other, and doesn't want to stay for a moment?"

Oops!

My own rhetoric to Miss Leng and Mrs. Qingzhu are two different sets, there are discrepancies between the two sets of rhetoric!

Now Mrs. Qingzhu is still in Miss Leng's room, what should I do?

This damn system!

It seems that the trigger rate of the Shura field has increased by 50%, and it may have already begun to take effect.

And the probability of my original Shura field was high, and now it has increased by 50%!

ah this

Could it be 100%?

But there is no way out!

There was a knock on the door, and I had to get in. If I turned around and left, it would be even more troublesome.

After sorting out his emotions, Jiang Lin slowly opened the door.

"Ms. Qingzhu, Miss Leng."

Jiang Lin walked into the room and bowed.

Seeing Jiang Lin's disheveled and tired appearance, his red eyes, and the loss of one shoe, Leng Bingqing and Qing Zhu were very surprised.

After being surprised, there was a faint heartache.

"Sir, please sit down."

Mrs. Qingzhu pulled Jiang Lin to sit on the stool, poured him a cup of hot tea, took out a bamboo-scented handkerchief from her bosom, stained with water droplets gathered by spiritual power, and gently wiped Jiang Lin's face .

Then he reached into Jiang Lin's hair with his small hand and combed it for Jiang Lin.

In Qing Zhu's eyes, there is full of distress and tenderness.

Seeing Jiang Yida being treated so tenderly by a woman, Leng Bingqing always felt stuffy in his chest for some reason, even faint colic.

"Why did this happen? It was the same last night, and it was also this morning. Why do I feel uncomfortable whenever Jiang Yida is with other women? What's wrong with my sword heart?"

Leng Bingqing lowered her forehead slightly, her willow eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and she bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth.

And why did he always appear in my mind after he left last night.

And as long as he appeared, would he feel happy?

what is this? Why do I have such emotions? Why do I care so much about a man.

Leng Bingqing didn't understand, she really wanted to ask her mother why she was like this.

After tidying up Jiang Lin's hair, Qing Zhu took out a pair of men's shoes from the storage bag, and Jiang Lin knew it was his size at a glance!

Caressing the hem of the skirt, Qingzhu squatted down to put on shoes for Jiang Lin,

But Jiang Lin decisively rejected it.

I'm going to be a scum in the future, if I accept Qingzhu's tenderness like this again, I'm afraid I can't be cruel and scum, I really feel ashamed in my heart.

"Qingjun." Jiang Lin forcibly looked directly into those gentle eyes, "I, I."

Jiang Lin wanted to speak but stopped, stopped and wanted to speak.

"I want to talk to Miss Leng alone" I couldn't say the words, and the guilt in my heart became stronger and stronger.

Mrs. Qingzhu just smiled, and lightly pressed Jiang Lin's shoulder, letting him sit on the stool again.

After gently wiping his feet and putting on the shoes that seemed to be tailor-made for him, Qingzhu slowly got up, gently adjusted Jiang Lin's collar, and said softly:

"Qingjun still has some things to do, so I will leave first, and the young master will accompany Miss Leng for Qingjun first."