Reborn to Love Lord Qiansui

Zhao Zimu smiled, and his voice fell into his ears, lying directly on his chest with his back to the crowd, and opened his purple placket in a position that others could not see, and the warm lips suddenly sucked. There was a delicate skin there, Lin Qing took a sharp breath and almost couldn't sit firmly. Fortunately, Zhao Zimu was aware of his condition to recover in time to avoid the embarrassment of the two.

Zhao Zimu suddenly smiled a little helplessly, regained his cold and elegant look, Lin Qing stunned, looking at Lin Qing stunned God, Zhao Zimu smiled and said: "If you want, I will give you whatever I have ."

The ghost in Lin Qing’s heart almost spoke the words in his heart. If he asked her to give him only one, the person in front of him would not give it, but he would not say it.

Zhao Zimu is not in a hurry, she has time, but she has always been thin, if Lin Qing has never let go of her emotional defense, it can only be regarded as two missed.

After the banquet, Lin Qing didn't know what it meant, and gave Ye Qianqin and some other beauties to Situ Wenrui, but no matter what it meant, there was nothing wrong with Situ Wenrui anyway, just a few beauties But there was no big wave, Situ Wenrui was very pleased, and felt that Lin Qing was pleasing him, making him helpless.

In the evening, Lin Qing's house was already brightly lit, and the fragrance of incense had already filled the whole house. Zhao Zimu was not invited, and no one stopped her.

A, A, and A, who stood by the door, felt that the woman who came slowly from a distance, carrying a lamp, was very different. Why did they never feel it before, and now they felt the beauty that was a little familiar before, how? Suddenly a bit strange?

Zhao Zimu did not let Ling'er follow, nor did she need to let her follow. Moreover, Xiaomao had been so noisy these days, she had a headache.

Putting the lantern in his hand and pushing away Lin Qing's house, a knife suddenly crossed her neck, Zhao Zimu frowned and kicked the door with his heel, but did not hide.

When the knife touched Zhao Zimu's neck, he stopped, and a thin red thread came out of her neck, overflowing with strands of blood.

"Don't hide?" Lin Qingdao said.

"Thousand-year-old will marry?" Zhao Zimu said in surprise.

Lin Qing stopped talking and just looked at her silently. Lin Qing was naturally capable of martial arts. There were so many people who hated him with high power. Naturally he had to learn some self-defense techniques, but he was not as superb as those masters.

Zhao Zimu pushed the knife around his neck but did not push it away. His brows were slightly wrinkled, and his fingertips used a little force, but the fine flesh of his fingertips broke open and a little dark red came out. Lin Qing's heart slightly jumped. Silently, he withdrew his knife coldly.

Zhao Zimu went to the chair silently and sat down, and asked, "Is there a veil?" The tone was familiar and natural. Lin Qing handed her a clean veil in silence. Zhao Zimu took it and wiped it at will Holding blood on his hands and neck.

Lin Qing said: "Do you take medicine?"

Zhao Zimu expressed his affirmation with his eyes, and Lin Qing took out the gold sore medicine from a box again. Zhao Zimu took a smile and said that this thing is useful.

As soon as the white jade bottle opened, a pleasant fragrance came out. Zhao Zimu applied medicine on his body, and Lin Qing couldn't watch it.

Zhao Zimu didn't wait for him to speak, and took the initiative to say softly: "I'm going to go to a distant gate recently. It may take some time to come back. You... don't worry."

Lin Qing's complexion instantly became somber, grabbing her placket and said, "Who do you think you are, dare to talk to me like this! Why do you think I won't do it to you? And what do you think of Chitose House?" Go away? It's not that easy! Tell me, where does your confidence come from?!"

Looking at the people in front of him with layers of anger and hidden traces of undetectable panic, Zhao Zimu's heart suddenly softened, and he directly pulled his waist and let him sit on his lap.

"You...you...!" I don't know whether it's anger, shame, panic, annoyance, or anger. Lin Qing's various emotions are like being overthrown and stirred together, what is he like to look like at the age of nine thousand? !

"Peace!" Zhao Zimu imprisoned him firmly with both hands, and prevented him from struggling again. He promised: "I'm just going out for more than ten days, and I will definitely come back. Really, don't... don't lie to you. "

Zhao Zimu felt that instead of letting Lin Qing worry, she promised not to lie to him. How did she find that this person was a little unconfident? He is a dignified nine thousand years old, but she just felt this emotion from him, only for her alone, making Zhao Zimu a little silent.

"Where to go? Let my people follow you." Lin Qing said quietly, not struggling, but with a tone of refusal in his voice.

"Don't make trouble, I'll go back as soon as I go." Zhao Zimu was helpless and didn't want to be followed.

Lin Qing said coldly: "Zhao Zimu, you have been in peace for three years but have been keeping yourself safe, but now you are so close to me, really when I can't see your transformation? I don't know what your purpose is, what are you I didn’t even explain to Ben Chitose but let me believe in you. What is the point? I have a high weight. Under one person, what do you want that I can’t give? And now you want to leave me, I won’t allow it! "

Zhao Zimu looked at him silently and said softly, "Lin Qing."

The voice was low and soft, but Lin Qing's eyes were a little painful, still staring at her stubbornly.

He fought fiercely with others in the court and the wild. He was exquisite in the palace. When the palace was out of the city, he was above tens of thousands of people. His name would make the people who heard it frightened, and the child stopped crying. Why can't he draw a stroke in her heart? In one stroke, he wanted to be her day and everything to her.

It’s okay to say he’s perverted or mad, and he won’t give up anyway.

Zhao Zimu just hugged him and felt his temperature quietly. The two of them who had something to worry about did not speak. Until both were numb, Zhao Zimu said silently, "Do you want to sleep?"

"Are you sleeping?" Lin Qing said authentically.

"Good" Zhao Zimu held him directly and walked to the bed.

"Let me go!" Lin Qing was shocked and angry, she really would martial, otherwise how could he hold him a big man!

I just wanted to ask again but I heard Zhao Zimu calmly said: "What you see is true, I am willing to let you know everything about me, so..." Don't be afraid, Zhao Zimu's eyes can't tell Gentleness.