Chapter 618 But I am also a little bit happy

  "Please also ask Master Jiang to accompany his concubine."

  Ms. Qingzhu smiled.

  When a mature and intellectual beautiful woman said such words, the lethality was comparable to a small nuclear bomb, and a mushroom cloud was directly exploded in Jiang Lin's heart.

  But because of Madam Qingzhu’s clean and gentle smile, Jiang Lin couldn’t think much about it.

  It seems that such a majestic first lady really wants to find someone to chat and hang out, and there is no other meaning.

   "If the younger generation swept Madame Qingzhu's interest, please forgive me, Madam." Jiang Lin responded.

   "The son is overly modest." Mrs. Qingzhu nodded slightly, "How about the son first to point me to this painting?"

   "I don't know what painting" Jiang Lin said sincerely, but he walked over honestly, but kept a certain distance from Mrs. Qingzhu.

   But even so, Jiang Lin could still smell the faint fragrance of Mrs. Green Bamboo.

  The picture shows a man, slender and handsome. Jiang Lin thinks he is at least as handsome as himself!

  The man inserted his long sword upside down and sat in the bamboo forest.

  The man seemed to be smiling, looking at the sky with a smile, and above the sky, there were thunderclouds in the sky, and there seemed to be something behind the thundercloud, but Mrs. Qingzhu did not draw it.

  Looking at it, Jiang Lin felt a sense of familiarity inexplicably in his heart, and he slowly stretched out his hand to touch this picture scroll.

  But what Jiang Lin finally touched with his finger was not the other, but the slender green bamboo beside the man in the painting.

  There are many green bamboos, but Jiang Lin just touched that one.

  Looking at Jiang Lin's fingers stroking the little green bamboo in the painting, a crimson flew over Madam Qingzhu's white and tender cheeks, her teeth biting her delicate pink lips, and an angrily "glared" at Jiang Lin next to her.

   However, Jiang Lin did not realize that he was still touching from the bottom up and was very engaged.

  After touching the small bamboo shoots completely and completely, Jiang Lin noticed Madam Qingzhu’s red cheeks, which looked like ripe strawberries.

  Looking at the little green bamboo under his finger again, Jiang Lin quickly understood it, and stepped back and apologized: “It’s the younger generation who was abrupt, please forgive me, Madam.”

  The man in this painting must be Mrs. Green Bamboo's husband, and the little green bamboo beside the man is probably the original appearance of Mrs. Green Bamboo.

  Take a deep breath. After Mrs. Qingzhu's chest rises and falls violently, Mrs. Qingzhu who calms down slowly said: "What do you think of this painting, the son?"

"Ms. Qingjun's painting skills are superb. I can't evaluate it. However, if I want to say something, I didn't pay attention at first. Now I noticed that the green bamboo is Mrs. Green bamboo. When I first touched the green bamboo, there was a little excitement in my heart. "

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  The two fell silent again.

   Jiang Lin, who couldn't hide his mind, wanted to seal his mouth!

   And Mrs. Qingjun, who was so frankly molested by Jiang Lin, blinked her eyes, her cheeks flushed even more.

   "Can Young Master Jiang make a picture for his concubine?"

  After all, after tens of thousands of years of practice, Mrs. Green Bamboo, who once again restrained her emotions, returned to normal and said softly, as if she had not heard Jiang Lin's molesting.

  "Then I will show my ugliness, I wanted to paint a long time ago! With such a face and a figure like Mrs. Green Bamboo! If you don't paint, the younger generation will feel sorry for being a gentleman painter!"

  Jiang Lin still bluntly expressed his inner thoughts, and then Jiang Lin, who reacted, still wanted to die.

  God! What's the difference between myself and molesting.

  Even Jiang Lin feels like he’s on the verge of death, and he’s frantically probing

Although Mrs. Qingzhu didn't know what "gentleman painter" meant, but listening to Jiang Lin's words of "such a figure" and "such a face", Mrs. Qingzhu had a deep heart, and she wanted to lift her skirt and kick her little foot. Jiang Lin.

  Finally, Jiang Lin used the style of sketching and comics to show Mrs. Green Bamboo on the scroll.

  Looking at her posture on the picture scroll, Mrs. Qingzhu was stunned and stunned.

  What are all drawn here?

  Is your waist so thin?

  Is the breast that big?

  This

  "It was confiscated! My concubine destroyed it at night,"

  Mrs. Qingzhu put the picture in her sleeve without saying a word!

  This painting must not be seen by others!

  Jiang Lin is a pity, but it is not a pity that this painting was destroyed, but that Mrs. Qingzhu did not have a correct understanding of her body shape.

  Even Jiang Lin thinks it’s still small

   "Gongzi Jiang often paints for her women like this?"

   "No, I have only done paintings for two women, one is her in the ethereal city, and Wu Suxu, one of the twelve thrones of the demon race, and the other is you, madam."

  Jiang Lin did not lie. So far, Jiang Lin did only paint for Wu Suxu and Mrs. Qingzhu.

  As for the masters and sisters, they did not ask for it, and the masters are already in their hearts, so there is no need to paint again.

  Of course, now Jiang Lin's heart needs to add another 愫愫.

   "From the perspective of the son, which one is more satisfying to the son compared to the painting made by the son in the ethereal city?"

  Ms. Green Bamboo asked.

The implication of    is "I and that dance, which one is better?"

  When asked this sentence, Mrs. Qingzhu also bit her tongue secretly.

  In fact, Mrs. Qingzhu didn't have much meaning at the beginning, but when I heard Jiang Lin said that he had only painted for two women, and that Wu Xingxu was still the number one beauty in the monster clan.

  Involuntarily, Mrs. Qingzhu had a feeling of contrast.

  "When did I look like a little girl." Madam Qingzhu smiled in her heart, but she blamed Young Master Jiang, who always spoke so straightforwardly, which made herself a little strange.

   Just when Mrs. Green Bamboo sighed secretly~lightnovelpub.net~ Jiang Lin, a straight steel man, pondered for a while, then shook his head, and said: "Can't compare."

  "Can't compare?" Mrs. Qingzhu was also curious.

"Yes, if selfishness is cast aside, Madam and Susu can't be compared! Because they are both big! Really can't be compared, I can only say! No distinction!" Jiang Lin said nonsense seriously, like an LSP, but he The sincere look made people think he was serious

  "What does it mean to throw away selfishness?" Unexpectedly, what Mrs. Qingzhu cares about is not who is more beautiful, but the so-called "selfishness."

  "Don’t hide the truth from Mrs. Qingzhu, I like the girl."

  Jiang Lin still didn’t conceal the slightest, anyway, he can’t conceal his thoughts anyway.

  But to be honest, when you say in front of others that you like three girls at the same time, the feeling is simply scumbag

   "The son is really a flower picker"

  Ms. Qingzhu turned her head slightly, in the woman's heart, there was a bit of loss.

  But,

   But how happy is it? ? ?

  (End of this chapter)