Chapter 635 (1/2)
[the chapter updated yesterday was wrong. In fact, Mrs. Green bamboo is Shan Mawei... Clerical error
Corrected ~ ~]
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In the inn, ginger fish mud sat on the bench, lying on the table, his small face was buried in his arms, and green silk was scattered and hammered in the girl's ears.
Gently fiddling with the teacup in front of her, half of her small face was slightly exposed, and the woman's eyes were light and low.
Since the ginger fish mud showed its true body, I spent every day in fear.
Ginger fish mud wants to get close to Jiang Lin as soon as possible, then tell him the truth and tell him everything about himself.
But on the other hand, ginger fish mud is a little afraid to see Xiaolin.
Even now, the girl is still hesitating
In fact, if ginger fish mud wants to catch up with Jiang Lin in time, she should just rise up with the sword. With her cultivation in Yupu territory, she must be able to catch up
But now, I'm waiting for the so-called transcontinental ferry!
In the heart of ginger fish mud, what ”Xiaolin may be on the transcontinental ferry” and ”anyway, I can't find Xiaolin for a moment when I went to extremely cold continent”.
All this, ginger fish mud knows that he is just deceiving himself and others. This is his excuse.
If before, when would I find these excuses?
Now, why do you want to find those excuses?
Whenever I think of this, there is always an inexplicable boredom in the woman's heart, which is the woman's anger at herself.
But at the thought that Xiaolin might refuse herself, be angry with herself, or even ignore herself, the woman quickly lowered her head and looked very lost
”Xiaolin...”
Uneasy thoughts make the woman's missing voice with a little cry
But immediately, ginger fish mud raised her head, straightened up her delicate little Qiong nose, and smelled it with little force
This is
The smell of Xiaolin!
When the ginger fish mud was flustered and confused, and even a little blank in his mind, a soft female voice and the voice he had been looking forward to for a long time came slowly.
”Young master, don't you really live in the same room with my concubine?”
”Mrs. Green bamboo, please stop joking. My DNA will move.”
“DNA？”
”It can also be said to be a kind of sugar. It's normal for Mrs. Green Bamboo not to know.”
”Is it delicious?”
”Well... I really don't know...”
”Well, Qing Jun really wants to have a try.”
”Cough, cough, cough.”
”What's the matter, childe?”
”Nothing... Nothing...”
”Then I'll go back to my room first. Mrs. Green Bamboo has a good rest.”
”You broke your promise. What you said, you should call me a king.”
”... Qing... Qing Jun......”
”Well, please rest earlier.”
Mrs. Green Bamboo smiled. With the soft footsteps, she turned and entered the room.