Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Lin Pingzhi nodded and said nothing.

After Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou left.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Ning Zhongze.

Ning Zhong looked a little ugly, she stood up and walked slowly in front of Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi stood up quickly, and he and Ning Zhong met each other's eyes.

You could see the worry in Ning Zhongze's eyes.

"Ping'er, why are you doing this? There will be so many people at that time, if there is something wrong with you, how can I feel sorry for Shan'er?" Ning Zhong said sadly.

Lin Pingzhi gently put his hand on Ning Zhongze's arm.

He didn't dare to hug Ning Zhongze, if Ning Zhongze resisted, it would be over.

"Master, don't worry, Ping'er is very strong now." Lin Pingzhi comforted softly.

Ning Zhong has no choice.

Things have been decided.

It can only be like this.

Her eyes were a little red, and she nodded slowly.

"Ah."

Ning Zhong responded.

Seeing Ning Zhongze's sad look, Lin Pingzhi's index finger twitched in his heart.

Thinking of what Ning Zhongze said just now, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but smile evilly.

"Master, are you worried about me only because of Senior Sister?" Lin Pingzhi approached Ning Zhongze and said softly.

When Lin Pingzhi approached her, Ning Zhong suddenly became flustered.

In her nose, she smelled the masculine breath of Lin Pingzhi.

In addition, Lin Pingzhi's hot breath hit her face when he spoke.

Her face couldn't help but shy.

After all, it's been a long time since she had such close contact with a man.

She subconsciously wanted to push Lin Pingzhi away.

But in my heart I was very reluctant.

In her mind, the first scene where she saw Lin Pingzhi taking a bath came back.

That gigantic scene made Ning Zhong tense up all over.

Even, it seems that some can't control their own body.

"D-Of course not." Ning Zhong said somewhat at a loss.

Her body softened.

If Lin Pingzhi hadn't supported her arms with both hands, she might have fallen to the ground.

Seeing Ning Zhongze's appearance, Lin Pingzhi couldn't help becoming more courageous.

As the saying goes, when the enemy advances, we advance, and when the enemy retreats, we also advance.

As long as Ningzhong does not resist, Lin Pingzhi will have the idea of ​​making progress.

After all, as long as you rub an inch, how can you not get a foot in?

The smile on Lin Pingzhi's face was even bigger, he slowly approached Ning Zhongze, and leaned into her ear.

"Master, Ping'er misses you so much."

This sentence was like thunder in Ning Zhongze's mind.

She directly lost the ability to think.

And when Lin Pingzhi spoke, the hot air he exhaled made Ning Zhong blush.

Ning Zhong was in a daze.

Her breathing through the nose became rapid.

Every time he exhales, it hits Lin Pingzhi's neck, making him feel itchy.

Lin Pingzhi kissed Ning Zhongze gently on the face.

The soft touch made Lin Pingzhi feel refreshed.

But Ning Zhong was stunned.

Only then did she react.

Lin Pingzhi is her apprentice!

How can they do this?