Fifth Miss genius doctor

Chapter 309 Finale
Su Qingyan didn't move, just looked at Su Qinglan with a smile, and Jimo Lin just stood behind Su Qinglan and looked at Su Qingyan with raised eyebrows, the meaning in his eyes was very clear.

Su Qingyan really saw his expression of not being able to make a move, clicked his tongue, turned over and avoided that spiritual power, and a crisp voice sounded: "You can't wait for death without saving you, you know, I'm dead!" Who dares to be your daughter-in-law?"

Su Qinglan frowned, and in a blink of an eye, she saw Jimo Lin behind her, looking at Su Qingyan with an unclear expression. No one could guess his current emotions, but Su Qingyan knew that he was surprised now.

Jimo Lin found that he was not annoyed, what's going on?Why did I look at her smile without any anger at all, and why would I want to hug her into my arms and ravage her fiercely? What's going on?

He must be crazy today to make an exception for such a little girl so many times and still have that inexplicable feeling.

"Nan... King of Nanling..." Su Qinglan's voice trembled a little, she didn't dare to raise her head when she saw the figure close at hand, but in the next second, she was sent flying by a powerful spiritual force.

"The king said that he doesn't like anyone to get too close to him." Jimo Lin's voice was cold, and he didn't even bother to give Su Qinglan a look.

"But...but she just said something rude to you!" Su Qinglan supported her body, covered her wound and pointed at Su Qingyan and shouted.

"I'm telling the truth." Su Qingyan shrugged innocently, looking at Jimo Lin's stern face with a pair of clear eyes harmlessly, with a trace of seriousness and naughtiness.

"You!" Su Qinglan would never have thought that Su Qingyan would say this. The Su Qingyan she knew before was all weak and weak, and she didn't even dare to look at her, let alone talk to her like this. She was right.

Jimo Lin didn't speak, looked at Su Qingyan's mischievous face, and pursed his lips slightly. The next moment, Su Qingyan and Jimo Lin's figures disappeared in place together, and Su Qinglan looked at the figure that disappeared in place, and turned around. He turned his head and stared at Bi Shui fiercely, as if he wanted to tear her into pieces.

"Since you are her servant, then, it's up to you to help her bear the consequences just now!" Su Qinglan clutched her chest, and walked towards Bishui arguing, gathering spiritual power in her hands and raising her palms, while When she was about to fall, her whole hand was firmly held by someone, and then the whole person flew over, hit the wall, and lay half dead on the ground.

Bi Shui kept her head down, waiting for Su Qinglan's slap, when she felt a loud noise, Bi Shui raised her head slightly, but saw that Su Qinglan was lying on the ground half dead, and standing in front of her was A black figure.

"Thank you, thank you..." Bi Shui's voice was trembling, but he was not afraid of the person in front of him at all. On the contrary, he said with some worry: "Actually, you don't have to help me. You have offended the third lady now. Maybe she will help me in the future." I want to attack you, and this is the Su Mansion, you..."

"Shut up." Death Zhao said coldly, and Bi Shui also closed his mouth in time, without making any more sound.

If the master hadn't asked him to take a look, he wouldn't have touched that woman, it was so disgusting, he had to wash his hands vigorously when he went back...

Thinking of what Bi Shui said just now, Death Zhao couldn't help but look down at Bi Shui. She had kept her head down just now, and she was obedient in a way that was unbelievable.

"Stupid." Death Zhao couldn't help but complain, but his tone was not as cold as before.

Bi Shui didn't speak any more, just stood quietly, an inexplicable feeling came from the bottom of her heart, it was the first time that she looked directly at a person so bravely, her eyes shone with a brilliance that she had never seen before: "Can you ,tell me your name!"

Death Zhao didn't speak, felt the fiery eyes of the clear water, and he lowered his head helplessly, looking at her clear and pure eyes shining with strange light, the hardness in his heart softened a little, and he sighed helplessly: "Death!" call."

Bi Shui didn't speak any more, but an inexplicable feeling had arisen spontaneously in his heart, and finally got out of hand.

At this moment, Su Qingyan was carried on Jimo Lin's shoulders, flying in the air at a high speed, and finally landed at the gate of the Nanling Palace.

"Is this deliberately talking about the rhythm of abducting me home?" Su Qingyan raised her eyebrows, imitating his tone, looking at his indifferent handsome face, the curvature of her mouth remained undiminished.

"It's your good fortune that this king brought you here." Jimo Lin said coldly, looking at the way Su Qingyan looked at him, feeling a little puzzled.

He has never met this Fifth Miss of the Su Mansion, why does he always have that kind of inexplicable feeling, and it seems that when he meets his clear eyes, he can't lose his temper at all, as if it comes from the soul Deep throbbing, wanting to hug her petite body fiercely and give her endless love.

Suddenly coming back to his senses, he glanced away and pursed his lips in embarrassment.

He himself is really crazy today.

Seeing his appearance, Su Qingyan felt endless joy in her heart, no hurry, she can chase him slowly.

"But I don't want your blessing." Su Qingyan's crisp voice sounded, although there was a smile, but there was no joke in her eyes.

"I can't help you." Jimo Lin said coldly, and grabbed Su Qingyan with one hand, but Su Qingyan dodged fiercely. The smile just now was gone, and he looked at him solemnly and complicatedly.

Immediately, Jimo Lin was fixed by Su Qingyan's expression, and slowly withdrew his outstretched hand, frowning slightly, a kind of inner can't bear, he didn't want to do anything to her.

"Liar." Su Qingyan softly said two words, looking directly at Jimo Lin, the clear light seemed to see through Jimo Lin's deepest things.

Jimo Lin just wanted to say that he would never break his promise, but was blocked by Su Qingyan's next words.

"Jimo Lin, big liar, you want to abduct me to be a maid again. What kind of prostitution contract did you do, but in the end you left me alone, liar!" Su Qingyan seemed to be a child at this time, and tears filled her cheeks. face, crying so sad that Jimo Lin couldn't get angry even if he wanted to.

At the same time, I also have doubts in my heart.

Su Qingyan actually said everything he wanted to do.

But he couldn't see her tears, and felt the tingling pain deep in his heart. He sighed, walked slowly in front of Su Qingyan, stretched out his hand to hug her petite body, and stroked her with his big hand with a soft tone: "Although I don't know why I have strange feelings for you... But every time I see you, I will jump here and feel an inexplicable feeling. I promise I won't do it again Leaving you alone, so my confusion, can you help me solve it?"

He didn't call himself the king, but me, and after he finished speaking, he realized that he didn't feel uncomfortable at all, as if he was used to it

Su Qingyan slowly stopped sobbing, looked at Jimo Lin's handsome face a little arrogantly, and smacked his cheeks with a pair of small hands, and said in a breathless voice, "I am your wife!"

Although Jimo Lin was still a little helpless, he didn't feel disgusted, he could only rub his head, and smiled dotingly and tenderly: "Okay, you are my daughter-in-law, naughty little smoker."

As if he had done this movement and tone many times, he didn't feel any discomfort at all. When he yelled out the three words "Xiao Yan'er", he felt a throbbing in his heart inexplicably.

In a brilliant and high-tech place, a stunning man is holding a stunning woman in his arms, the two are simply a match made in heaven.

"You are still soft-hearted, and you haven't completely eliminated his feelings for Yan'er." The man's voice sounded softly, holding a strand of the woman's hair in his hand, looking at the black figure on the screen, his tone was somewhat dissatisfied.

Yue Qin pretended not to know anything, and said with a sigh: "His affection for Yan'er is too deep, I can't get rid of it even if I want to get rid of it."

"I believe you have ghosts." Mo Mei lightly poked her on the head, but in the end he couldn't bear to help her caress the poked place.

"Hehe, isn't this very good, so we can hug our little grandson sooner." Yueqin gave a mouthful of ink hair, and then said coquettishly in his arms.

"Slippery." Mo Mei lovingly rubbed her head, with an incomparably gentle smile on his lips.

Yan'er, you will have to walk the rest of the way by yourself.

(End of this chapter)