Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

If the bastard can take advantage.

This bastard, he is willing to be.

But he doesn't like the name bastard.

"You are wrong, Qing Ling, I am a gentleman."

Lin Pingzhi corrected Dongfang Qingling's statement.

Dongfang Qingling quenched Lin Ping's mouth.

"How can there be a gentleman like you?"

she said through gritted teeth.

By Lin Pingzhi's side, she had no ability to resist at all.

Lin Pingzhi ignored Dongfang Qingling's words.

He hugged Dongfang Qingling's body horizontally.

After an indescribable act.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Dongfang Qingling who was propping up the table with both hands.

"To go to Guangmingding this time, whether it's the righteous way or the devil way, there are people of our own, so you must listen to my instructions and don't do it lightly!"

He said while chatting.

Dongfang Qingling frowned slightly.

It looked like it was in some pain.

She held her head up hard.

"You always have so many scruples, why don't you kill them all..."

Dongfang Qingling's voice trembled slightly.

Lin Pingzhi glanced at Dongfang Qingling.

I thought she could really hold on.

"It's not a good thing that you are so impulsive."

As he spoke, Lin Ping stepped on the stool with one foot, making a dive.

Dongfang Qingling bit her lip tightly.

She was holding back a cry of shame.

"I just hate that I didn't kill you directly before!"

Dongfang Qingling's body trembled and said viciously.

Lin Pingzhi didn't take it seriously.

His waist is like an engine.

"If you killed me before, there would be no story between us."

Dongfang Qingling had a slight blush on her face.

Her gaze was soft and stern.

"Story? What story? Are you bullying me like this now?"

Dongfang Qingling felt a little regretful.

She didn't expect that this kind of thing would feel like this.

Several times, she could barely control herself.

Making noises that shouldn't have come from her mouth.

"Ha ha."

Lin Pingzhi smiled lightly.

This time, he directly placed Dongfang Qingling's slender leg on his shoulder.

keep going.

"Am I bullying you? I love you!"

Lin Pingzhi could see clearly with the help of the faint moonlight.

Dongfang Qingling's body.

At this point, a hint of pink has slowly emerged.

"Love your head..."

Dongfang Qingling's voice trembled more and more.

She dared not look at Lin Pingzhi again.

The slightly lowered eyes were full of shyness.