Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

And he is willing to hand over the position of the incense master of Qingmu hall to Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi was surprised though.

But it didn't accept either.

Just saying to think about it.

During this period, the system has been asked.

Is there a mission to kill Chen Jinnan and Mao Shiba?

But the system has not given a reply.

This gave Lin Pingzhi a headache.

System I need you!

Give me the villain task!

Chen Jinnan wanted to win over Lin Pingzhi.

You are cordially invited.

Let him follow him to the Golden Snake Camp.

Discuss major issues together.

Lin Pingzhi heard about the Golden Snake Camp.

My heart can't help but be moved.

I also don't know about Xia Qingqing, Xia Xueyi's daughter.

Is it really as wonderful as in the book?

Simply have no clue for the time being.

Lin Pingzhi followed Chen Jinnan.

Lin Pingzhi outside the Golden Snake Camp was listening to Xia Qingqing's flute.

Can't help being a little intoxicated.

His temperament is full-level knowledge.

You know it when you hear it.

Those who play the hole flute have an extraordinary melody.

thought here.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Chen Jinnan.

"Brother Chen, I didn't expect there to be such a proficient person in the Golden Snake Camp?"

He couldn't help asking aloud.

Chen Jinnan said that Lin Pingzhi kept calling him Mr. Chen Zongzhu, which was too far-fetched.

So let Lin Pingzhi call him Big Brother Chen.

Lin Pingzhi did not refuse.

Chen Jinnan couldn't help being curious when he heard Lin Pingzhi's question.

"Brother Lin Xian also knows the rhythm?"

he wondered.

Lin Pingzhi chuckled.

"I understand a little bit." He said modestly.

I thought in my heart.

On temperament.

I admit second.

I'm afraid no one dares to recognize the number one.

The girl who practiced Qingshang only knew piano.

I am Lin Pingzhi, the majestic son of Mingyue.

Proficient in all eighteen musical instruments!

Mao Shiba listened to Lin Pingzhi's modest tone.

There was disdain in his eyes.

Ah.

temperament?

A woman's thing!

Men don't need to know the rhythm!