Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Lin Pingzhi carried Mu Jianping on his shoulders, and while jumping in the palace, he came to the abandoned cold palace where the former great-grandfather Lin Yuantu passed on his Sunflower Book.

Although he thought about it, whether he went to find Jianning or Su Quan, it was safe.

But thinking that there is no news about Shuang'er and Luo Bing, it is best to come to Lin Yuantu.

"Great-grandfather?"

Lin Pingzhi called softly.

Although the voice was very soft, with Lin Yuantu's ability, he could definitely hear it.

However, Lin Pingzhi waited for a while.

But did not wait for a response.

"Strange, isn't great-grandfather here?" Lin Pingzhi was puzzled.

He pushed open the door of the cold palace, carried Mu Jianping on his shoulders, and went straight in.

Sure enough, there was no one in the room.

"Where did it go?"

While looking around, Lin Pingzhi put Mu Jianping on the bed.

He sat and waited for a while.

But Lin Yuantu still didn't come back.

Lin Pingzhi couldn't help but feel a little bored.

It happened that the beautiful woman was in front, Lin Pingzhi felt that it would be better not to waste time.

He slowly stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Mu Jianping's face.

"no!"

The outstretched hand was retracted.

"How can I, Lin Pingzhi, take advantage of others' danger? How is this different from a beast? How is it different from Elder Hu!"

He said righteously.

"Well, it's really smooth and tender."

Lin Pingzhi stroked Mu Jianping's face with his hand.

I have to say that the princess is well maintained.

Since she was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, her skin is really good.

Follow your gaze down.

Lin Pingzhi looked a little weird.

Take a look.

This is amazing.

You must know that Mu Jianping is only 17 or 18 years old.

And it looks smaller.

But this murder weapon.

It's amazing.

Four words came to Lin Pingzhi's mind!

Tong Yanju...

I heard that the former image ambassador of the island country, Mr. Cang, is also like this.

Do you want to touch it?

This idea appeared in Lin Pingzhi's mind.

"Forget it, anyway, it will be yours from now on!" He said simply.

Moreover, Mu Jianping is now in a coma.

I always feel that this is like playing with a corpse.

"Let's wake her up first."

Lin Ping made a decision.

He raised his palm, intending to slap Mu Jianping on the forehead.

He planned to use his internal force to wake up Mu Jianping.

However, at this time.

Lin Yuantu's voice sounded.

"Ping'er, why are you here?"

Lin Pingzhi stopped his movements and turned to look at Lin Yuantu.