Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Hong Lingbo's voice was a little anxious.

Lin Pingzhi's heart tightened, he immediately put on his pants and got up.

Da Linzi actually didn't have any thoughts.

Xiao Longnv also looked at Lin Pingzhi nervously.

"Go quickly, something must have happened to Lingsu."

"Ah."

Lin Pingzhi responded quickly, and he kissed Xiao Longnu lightly on the forehead.

After leaving, she ignored Hong Lingbo and headed directly towards A'Zhu's room.

Hong Lingbo was stunned for a moment.

She poked her head into the room.

I saw Xiao Longnv sitting cross-legged on the bed with disheveled clothes.

As long as Hong Lingbo is not stupid, he can think of what happened in the room earlier.

Seeing Hong Lingbo looking at her, Xiao Longnu blushed.

Hong Lingbo immediately acted as if nothing happened.

"Uncle, I didn't see anything, you should rest early."

She put her hands behind her back, looked up at the sky, and said casually.

Xiao Longnv rolled her eyes at Hong Lingbo shyly.

"Then why don't you close the door for me?"

Hong Lingbo hurriedly helped Xiao Longnv close the door.

When Lin Pingzhi came to A'Zhu's side, he saw Cheng Lingsu was already waiting there anxiously.

A'Zhu's body was still full of silver needles.

Lin Pingzhi knew that this was Cheng Lingsu's act in order to prolong A'Zhu's life.

"Do you still need to lose your internal strength?" Lin Pingzhi asked hastily.

Cheng Lingsu nodded heavily.

"I underestimated the power of the palm. Now the power of the palm is spreading, but I have suppressed it with silver needles. Next, Brother Mingyue needs to input your internal force quickly." Cheng Lingsu said hastily.

Lin Pingzhi nodded heavily.

He originally thought that the internal force he input would allow Ah Zhu to last for two days.

Unexpectedly, it was only one day.

You will need to enter it again.

And A'Zhu has also been in a coma.

With the input of Lin Pingzhi's internal force.

The silver needle on A'Zhu's body was bounced off again.

After gently putting A'Zhu down, Lin Pingzhi sat beside the bed.

Cheng Lingsu took out a bottle from his arms and handed it to Lin Pingzhi.

"This is?"

Lin Pingzhi looked at Cheng Lingsu.

I saw that her face was full of exhaustion, and there were still some beads of sweat on her forehead.

"These are some pills I made, which can slightly suppress Sister Azhu's injury." Cheng Lingsu said.

Lin Pingzhi took the bottle and gently hugged Cheng Lingsu.

"Thank you, Lingsu." Lin Pingzhi put his chin on Cheng Lingsu's shoulder and said softly.

Cheng Lingsu trembled all over.

She hugged Lin Pingzhi tightly with her backhand.

The corners of his eyes were full of tears, and his voice was crying.

"Brother Mingyue, I don't work hard, I just think of you from time to time." Cheng Lingsu said softly.

Lin Pingzhi felt a little guilty.

He stopped talking.

Gently pushing Cheng Lingsu away, Lin Pingzhi wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Kiss her directly on the lips.

Cheng Lingsu froze.

Lin Pingzhi's kiss, she didn't have any defenses.