Don't hurt me, the emperor: ugly women mess up the harem

Chapter 143 [A Rare Romance in a Lifetime 6]

"I... Green Pearl!" The girl had no choice but to answer Jing Lingke's question first, and Jing Lingke had already dragged her out for several meters.

"Girl, I can't go out..." After finally holding back the words, I felt a lot more comfortable.

"Why?" Jing Lingke asked almost instinctively, but the answer emerged from her mind in the next second...

She was excited for a while, so she forgot.

Hey, what a disappointment...

"Oh, I see!" Jing Lingke curled her lips, feeling very unhappy, but she couldn't make things difficult for the little girl, "Then you can help me find him, okay?"

"Okay...Okay!" The master ordered, and the girl's order must be fulfilled as much as possible, except for going out...

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I don't know why, but the girl didn't come back after leaving for a long time. Jing Lingke was a little bored waiting, so she squatted on the ground and drew circles, who should she curse?

Speaking of which, it seems that she hasn't met the kind of person who can't wait for others to die...

Hey, actually, she wanted to curse Xiahou Chennan very much before, but since...after that, she didn't want to...

The painter was finally brought here slowly by the girl...

Jing Linke smiled slightly. She didn't expect him to be a handsome guy. Originally, she thought he would be an old man with a white beard. Wearing a navy blue gown, he looked like a sour scholar. "Excuse me, what should I call you..."

The painter took a fixed look at Jing Lingke, his pupils flashed, "Beitang..."

"Oh, Beitang?" Jing Lingke was a little puzzled, his name was really strange, and the way he looked at himself was also very strange, not the kind of disdain and contempt, but just a weird...

"What do you want to draw, Miss?" Beitang asked gently.

At this time, Jing Lingke discovered that this painter was not only a handsome guy, especially those eyes, which gave her a feeling of déjà vu.

"Painting roses..." Jing Lingke uttered these words and led him to the room.

"Rose?" Beitang was a little puzzled, as if he had never heard of a similar term...

"En..." Jing Lingke nodded, and when she looked at the rose, her eyes softened a bit. It was a rare romance in her life...

(End of this chapter)