Devil Lord, You Lose Your Soul

For these children, they are very active, but they are honest. It's incredible that they have been sitting in a private school all day.

Therefore, people in the whole town know that Mr. Lin in the private school teaches very well. All the children in the town will listen to him, and the training is not expensive. Most of the school-age children in the town have been sent here.

The children living nearby rushed into the rain with their own umbrellas and walked towards their own home. If they lived far away from the private school, some adults or servants came to pick them up. When they saw the children coming out with their umbrellas, they said hello to Mr. Lin, then they bent over and walked away with their children.

Soon more than a dozen children left.

In the private school, only Mr. Lin, who took no time to pack up his things, looked up at the drizzle outside and walked out with a cloth bag. When he got to the place where he put the umbrella, he found that the umbrella he had put here was missing.

At the same time, on the roadside of Canna, there was a carriage. A servant girl came through Canna with an umbrella. She stood under the stairs and looked up at him. She carefully covered her eyes and said with a smile, "Mr. Lin, my young lady saw that you didn't have an umbrella. She said she could give you a ride and take you back."

Such a gentle and elegant young man has a good reputation and a lot of knowledge. Naturally, many women like him. Some of them read it secretly, and some of them are bold. They do not hide their thoughts.

Mr. Lin looked up at the carriage stopped by the side of the road. The curtain of the carriage was not completely lowered, but slightly lifted by the people sitting inside, revealing a shy and timid face.

Touching Mr. Lin's eyes, the woman's hand trembled slightly, blushed and put down the curtain.

She sat in the carriage, waiting for Mr. Lin to follow her servant girl, but only heard Mr. Lin's calm voice.

Mr. Lin said, "no, someone has come to pick me up."

"Who?" At the same time with the young lady's heart rang out the voice of the servant girl with questioning.

The servant girl's face was stiff at first. She was obviously aware of what she had done. She pulled her lips and continued to persuade Mr. Lin, saying: "it's hard to walk on rainy days. It's easy to get wet..."

Before her words were finished, Mr. Lin's eyes crossed her shoulder and fell behind her.

The maid's voice can't help but stop. She looks at the green shirt woman holding a white oil paper umbrella curling through the rain curtain. When the woman walks through the Canna, her beautiful face compares the Canna that has received the rain.

It's like noticing that someone is looking at herself. The woman's umbrella is slightly raised, showing the eyebrows behind the umbrella. The heart stirring peach blossom eyes are rippling with affection, which makes people feel hot and numb.

But she had only the young man in the same blue gown in her eyes.

"Lin Ye, I'm late." The woman went down the stairs and said in a voice. Her voice was not self reproach, but coquetry, more like coquetry.

When she reaches for her umbrella, she can't wait for her to come out

"But you don't have an umbrella?"

"It doesn't matter if I go back in the rain. It's easy to wet my shoes in rainy days. You'll be unhappy again later..."

The dialogue between men and women is far away. Although there are not too many drastic ups and downs, every word reveals men's indulgence and love for women.