Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Of course he knew that Shuang'er didn't do it on purpose.

He was really reluctant to let him reprimand Shuang'er.

"This is not an example!" Lin Pingzhi said.

Received Lin Pingzhi's forgiveness, Shuang'er immediately became happy.

"Young Master, why don't you go to see Sister Luo Bing again tonight?" Shuang'er looked at Lin Pingzhi and said with a smile.

Lin Pingzhi rolled his eyes at Shuang'er.

"Looking for her? What about you?" he asked.

"Ah?" Shuang'er blinked her big eyes, a little puzzled, "What's wrong with me?"

This silly girl didn't realize that she was in trouble!

A smile crossed the corner of Lin Pingzhi's mouth.

"Shuang'er, you made a mistake today, the young master wants to punish you, do you accept it?" He looked at Shuang'er seriously and asked.

Fear appeared in Shuang'er's eyes.

"My lord... Shuang'er knows it's wrong." Shuang'er tightened her lower lip and said with some fear.

"Ah."

Lin Pingzhi sneered, and directly hugged Shuang'er into his arms.

"The mistake you made needs to be served by a killing stick!"

"what?"

Shuang'er asked a question.

She still doesn't understand what killing power stick means.

But not for a while.

Luo Bing was already by the wall and heard Lin Pingzhi and Shuang'er.

It kept ringing, one after another.

Everything, business as usual.

……

Royal Palace.

Dongfang Bubai sat at the table.

There is a tea set in front of her.

The spout of the teapot was steaming constantly.

Holding the handle of the pot with her slender hands, she poured herself a cup of tea.

Pick up the teacup.

Dongfang Bubai fell into deep thought.

"Is that person... the Sunflower Patriarch?" She mused.

This is the purpose of her coming to the palace!

Sunflower Collection, she has reached her peak.

But what to do next, can only rely on Sunflower Patriarch.

But what?

Sunflower Patriarch will meet him?

and also!

Why did he save Lin Pingzhi?

Thinking of Lin Pingzhi, Dongfang Bubai's face became colder and colder.

That bastard, damn it, dared to touch me!

"Crack!"

The teacup was directly crushed by Dongfang Bubai.

The hot tea splashed on the back of her tender hand.

But she didn't feel any pain at all as if she didn't feel any sensation.

Not even any changes in the face.

Throw the broken pieces on the table casually.

She shook her hand lightly.

The tea in his hand disappeared completely.

Even her skin didn't even have a trace of burns.