Campus belle's cultivation master

Lu Qingya poured the remaining red wine into the wine bottle, returned to the sofa and sat down to drink.

She leans on the sofa, cocks up her delicate and lovely feet, and holds the glass between her fingers. The exquisite body is like a rolling mountain, showing a soul stirring arc. Under the red and gorgeous skirt, the straight and round super long legs are extended.

Lu Qingya's clothes, earrings, bracelets, and even perfume are all carefully chosen. She deliberately wore a red skirt, because it is said that this color represents the primitive, more likely to arouse men's evil ideas.

For her, this kind of dress is far beyond the bottom line. From small to large, no man has ever inspired her to be so competitive.

She made up her mind to take down the stubborn stone of Lin Yu and let the cold guy bow down under her own pomegranate skirt.

Unfortunately, judging from the current situation, this painstaking plan will be miscalculated again.

Lu Qingya tried her best, but she couldn't figure it out. How could this 18-year-old boy be indifferent to herself?

Under the influence of alcohol, her white cheeks were flushed. With the help of alcohol, she bit her lower lip and glared at Lin Yu.

"I don't understand the customs." Lu Qingya thought angrily in her heart, but she didn't expect that she had been caught in a trap.

At the beginning, she just wanted to win Lin Yu's attention and conquer the only guy who despised herself.

But the more people ignored her, the more stubborn she became. Gradually, she became more and more depressed and filled her heart with that person. When I wake up, I'm deeply rooted in love and can't extricate myself from it.

Lu Qingya took care of the family business when she was very young. Her mind is far more mature than that of ordinary people. She knows a lot of principles, big and small. But she is still a complete idiot in the world of emotion. At this moment, she just put down her pride and showed all kinds of Customs to Lin Yu. She didn't realize the huge trap in front of her.

It's a pity that Lin Yu's mind is not on this woman at all. He is staring at a hundred year old ginseng in his hand. His face is excited and his eyes are shining.

When he gave the list of medicinal materials, he stated that it would take at least 50 years for wild ginseng. Originally, he thought it would be difficult enough, but he did not expect that the one Lu family found would be at least 200 years old, which is almost equivalent to a panacea!

This single herb can produce thirty or forty Lingqi pills. Although this kind of low-level elixir has no significant effect on his cultivation, it can quickly replenish the spiritual power consumed in his body during the battle, which is a strong card!

This kind of medicinal material has no market value outside. It's strange if Lin Yu is not happy.

Lu Qingya saw this guy's burning eyes, and her eyebrows wrinkled. The boss didn't like it.

She really couldn't figure out what was exciting about a crumpled broken ginseng? Can you be more beautiful than your own? This surname Lin is really blind. She doesn't look at such a beautiful woman, but she looks straight at a pile of medicinal materials. It's unreasonable!

"I once heard a sentence." Lu Qingya was bowed in her heart. She gently shook her glass and gave out a burst of clear laughter like a silver bell. "If a man doesn't smoke or drink, and doesn't like women, he is probably a eunuch."

"Well?" Lin Yu reluctantly moved his eyes and looked at the gorgeous woman on the sofa who was annoyed. "Are you talking about me?"

Lu Qingya smiles and holds her white chin in her jade hand: "is Mr. Lin such a person?"

She is intelligent and naturally knows how to kick the ball back. She is not inferior at all.

"You seem to misunderstand me a lot." Lin Yu put down the herbs and looked at her with great interest. "I don't like women."

Lu Qingya narrowed her big eyes and stretched her limbs like a lazy cat: "that's interesting. In Mr. Lin's eyes, isn't Qingya worth liking?"

As the voice fell, she added with a self mocking smile, "ha ha, Mr. Lin must have a very high vision. He doesn't like my Rouge powder."

Although Lu Qingya is only an 18-year-old boy standing in front of her, every word she says has been carefully calculated. It seems that she is walking on the tip of a knife and is extremely cautious.

Lin Yu shook his head with a smile: "Miss Lu is very beautiful. I'm afraid no man in the world will be indifferent. But I know a truth that some women can't see it. "

He put down his hands and walked in circles for two steps.

"Miss Lu is like a rose with thorns. It looks delicate and beautiful on the surface. You can pick it, but anyone who dares to pick it will be pricked with blood."

He suddenly stopped, mouth slightly up: "I'm not wrong?"

Lu Qingya's delicate body stagnated, and her eyes suddenly flashed with fear.

I didn't think that Lin Yu had seen through her little trick for a long time.

"Since ancient times, attractive beauty has always been inferior." Lin Yu, with a smile on his face, blinked at her meaningfully, "Miss Lu, since she doesn't have the idea of making friends with each other, you'd better be careful and don't really put yourself in."

Lu Qingya can't sit still any more. She stands up and drinks all the wine in her glass. She uses the stimulation of alcohol to cover up her inner panic.

She wants to seduce Lin Yu, but if the latter really loses her mind and pours her on the bed to get her innocence, she can't afford the price.

Lin Yugang's words are also intended to remind her that this practice is clearly playing with fire.

This cold guy seldom talks so much at one time, but it doesn't make people happy at all.

"Mr. Lin." Lu Qingya looks a little stiff smile, "what's wrong with these herbs?"

She quickly changed the topic and did not dare to go on.

"The appearance is very good, no problem."

Lu Qingya felt a little relaxed and asked: "my grandfather's health is getting worse recently. He even has some difficulties getting out of bed and walking..."

"Well..." Lin Yu understood each other's meaning, frowned, pondered for a long time, and then said, "it takes a lot of work for Mr. Lu to make pills. I'll try my best to seize the time. It probably takes a week."

In fact, it only takes two or three hours for the so-called Su Yuan pill to be refined. But if he didn't show great difficulty, how could he show the value of the pill and make the Lu family grateful?

"Thank you, Mr. Lin!" Lu Qingya's face was full of hope. She quickly covered her slightly open chest with her hand and bowed to give a gift.