Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Her eyes were full of disdain.

The tone of the conversation with Zhao Min was very unfriendly.

Zhao Min was stunned.

But soon, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It was not difficult for her to guess that Dongfang Qingling was jealous.

"Wait a moment, everyone."

Zhao Min smiled slightly.

Lin Pingzhi nodded.

After Zhao Min withdrew.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Dongfang Qingling helplessly.

"Isn't it just to make up an excuse, why is the tone so bad?"

He was a little baffled.

No matter how well-behaved, Dongfang Qingling hates people.

Dongfang Qingling rolled Lin Ping's eyes.

She was indeed jealous.

Although Zhao Min was disguised as a man, Lin Pingzhi kept staring at her.

Dongfang Qingling was somewhat displeased.

moment.

Zhao Min returns again.

However, she did not wear men's clothes at this time.

Instead, she changed into women's clothing.

"Mr. Lin has been waiting for a long time."

Zhao Min smiled slightly, overwhelmed the country and the city.

"Minmin felt that it was impolite to wear men's clothing, so she changed it back."

Lin Pingzhi didn't expect Zhao Min to be more beautiful after changing back to women's clothes.

"The princess is indeed unparalleled in appearance."

He couldn't help but praise.

Zhao Min looked at Dongfang Qingling with provocative eyes.

Dongfangqing Lingqi's teeth itched.

She wanted to kill Zhao Min directly.

But Lin Pingzhi's eyes.

She knew that if she did something to Zhao Min.

Lin Pingzhi will definitely stop it.

Simply, Dongfang Qingling didn't see Zhao Min directly.

Zhao Min still had a harmless smile on his face.

When she saw Dongfang Qingling, she didn't even look at her, nor was she angry.

Then he raised his teacup and walked towards Lin Pingzhi.

"Mr. Lin, Minmin admires you and other heroes of the rivers and lakes the most in his life. Minmin replaces wine with tea, and I propose a toast to you."

Zhao Min walked towards Lin Pingzhi.

"Good to say."

Lin Pingzhi smiled.

He was about to raise his teacup.

Clink glasses with Zhao Min.

"what!"

Zhao Min seemed to have tripped over something.

The tea in her hand poured towards Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi's eyes were fixed.

He snapped a quick shot.

Those teas were shot flying.

Not even the slightest bit touched Lin Pingzhi.