I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

Please ask Mr. Jiang to accompany the concubine.

Mrs. Qingzhu smiled.

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

But because of Mrs. Qingzhu's clean and calm gentle smile, Jiang Lin couldn't think much about it.

It seems that such an awe-inspiring first lady really wants to find someone to chat and hang out with, without any other meaning.

If this junior spoils Mrs. Qingzhu's interest, please forgive me. Jiang Lin responded.

My lord is too modest. Mrs. Qingzhu slightly nodded, How about you give me some advice on this painting first?

I don't know what kind of 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. Qingzhu.

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

The man stuck 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 all over the sky. There seemed to be something behind the thunderclouds, but Mrs. Qingzhu didn't draw it.

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

But what Jiang Lin's fingers finally touched was nothing else but the delicate green bamboo beside the man in the painting.

There were a lot of green bamboos, but Jiang Lin just touched that one.

Seeing Jiang Lin stroking the little green bamboo in the painting with his fingers, a blush flew over Mrs. Qingzhu's white and tender cheeks, biting her delicate pink lips with her white teeth, and staring at Jiang Lin beside her angrily.

However, Jiang Lin didn't realize that he was still touching from the bottom up and was very devoted.

After touching the small bamboo shoot completely, Jiang Lin noticed Mrs. Qingzhu's cheeks that were as red as overripe strawberries.

Looking at the little green bamboo under his fingers, Jiang Lin quickly understood, took a step back and apologized: This junior is rude, please forgive me, madam.

The man in this painting must be Mrs. Qingzhu's husband, and the little green bamboo next to the man is probably the original appearance of Mrs. Qingzhu's transformation.

After taking a deep breath, Mrs. Qingzhu calmed down after her chest heaved violently, and said slowly: My lord, do you have any suggestions for this painting?

Madame Qingjun's painting skills are superb, I can't comment on it anymore, but if I wanted to say something, I didn't pay attention at first, but now I noticed that this green bamboo is Mrs. Qingzhu, when I touched the green bamboo, I felt a little irritated.

The two fell silent again.

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

As for Mrs. Qing Jun, who was so straightforwardly molested by Jiang Lin, she blinked her eyes, her cheeks flushed even more.

Master Jiang, can I make a painting for my concubine?

After all, after ten thousand years of practice, Mrs. Qingzhu, who once again restrained her emotions, returned to normal, and said softly, as if she didn't hear Jiang Lin's teasing.

Then show your ugliness. I've wanted to paint a long time ago! She has such a face and figure like Mrs. Qingzhu! If I don't paint, the younger generation will feel sorry for my status as a gentleman painter!

Jiang Lin still bluntly expressed his inner thoughts, and after realizing it, Jiang Lin still wanted to die.

God! What's the difference between this and teasing yourself?

Even Jiang Lin felt that he was on the verge of death.

Although Mrs. Qingzhu doesn't know what gentleman painter means, but listening to Jiang Lin say such a figure and such a face, Mrs. Qingzhu has cultivated her heart deeply, and she wants to lift her skirt and kick her little feet. Jiang Lin.

In the end, Jiang Lin showed Mrs. Qingzhu on the scroll with a sketch and comic style.

Seeing her figure on the picture scroll, Mrs. Qingzhu froze again and again.

What are these paintings?

Is your waist that thin?

Are the boobs that big?

this

Confiscated! My concubine destroyed it at night,

Mrs. Qingzhu took the scroll into her sleeve without saying a word!

This painting must not be seen by others!

It's a pity for Jiang Lin, but it's not a pity that the painting was destroyed, but that Mrs. Qingzhu didn't have a correct understanding of her figure.

Even Jiang Lin felt that the painting was too small

Young master Jiang often paints like this for her daughter?

No, I only painted for two women. One is her from Ethereal City, and Wu Susu, who is one of the twelve thrones of the Yaozu world, and the other is you, madam.

Jiang Lin didn't lie. So far, Jiang Lin has only painted for Wu Susu and Mrs. Qingzhu.

As for the master and sisters, they didn't ask for it, and the master and the others were already in their hearts, so there was no need to paint.

Of course, in Jiang Lin's heart now, he just needs to add another Susu.

Then, in Young Master's opinion, which one is more satisfactory to Young Master compared to today's painting and the painting that Young Master made in Ethereal City?

Mrs. Qingzhu asked along the way.

The implication is I or that Wu Susu, which one is better.

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

In fact, Mrs. Qingzhu didn't have any meaning to compare at first, but when she heard Jiang Lin said that she only painted for two women, and that Wu Susu was the most beautiful woman in the world of Yaozu.

Suddenly, Mrs. Qingzhu felt a contrast.

When did I look like a little girl? Mrs. Qingzhu smiled in her heart, but she blamed Mr. Jiang for always speaking so straightforwardly, which made herself a little strange.

Just as Mrs. Qingzhu sighed secretly, Jiang Lin, who is a straight man of steel, thought for a while, then shook his head and said, There is no comparison.

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

Yes, if you put aside your selfishness, Madam and Susu can't be compared! Because they are both big! Really can't be compared, I can only say that they are equal! Jiang Lin spoke nonsense seriously, like an LSP, but he That sincere gaze makes people feel that he is very serious

Abandon selfishness, what do you mean? Unexpectedly, what Mrs. Qingzhu cared about was not who was more beautiful, but the so-called selfishness.

To tell you the truth, Mrs. Qingzhu, I like Miss Susu.

Jiang Lin still didn't hide anything, anyway, he couldn't hide his thoughts now

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

My son is really a flower picker.

Mrs. Qingzhu turned her head slightly, feeling somewhat lost in the woman's heart.

But,

But how happy are you? ? ?