Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

No matter which corner Zhang Jiejie's powder sword fled to.

None of them could escape Lin Pingzhi's pursuit.

gradually.

she found.

Lin Pingzhi has already begun to bravely climb the peak!

She (.person.) shaped like Mount Everest.

Has been climbed to the top!

this moment.

Zhang Jiejie started to get scared.

"Uuuuuuu..."

She wants to struggle.

He wanted Lin Pingzhi to get out of the way.

But when the words came to his mouth, they all turned into vague sobs.

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Zhang Jiejie was shaking.

She didn't know, it was because the night was too cold.

Still because of fear.

Now she cannot be said to be naked.

It can be said to be clean and flawless.

She subconsciously blocked some places.

but.

Under the restraint of Lin Pingzhi's big hands.

Her petty resistance.

No effect at all.

Lin Pingzhi looked at the scenery in front of him.

I just feel that the random flowers are becoming more and more charming.

As for Asakusa, can there be no horseshoes?

I am sorry.

This grass.

Not shallow at all.

On the contrary, it is lush and lengthy.

"I think you might be a little unfathomable."

Lin Pingzhi squeezed his chin, looked at him and said.

Zhang Jiejie was stunned.

Shy, slightly reduced a lot.

She didn't quite understand what Lin Pingzhi meant.

But Lin Pingzhi ignored her dullness.

Instead, he said to himself:

"It doesn't matter, I have no friends anyway."

Zhang Jiejie understood immediately.

Her Xiafei's cheeks, even her neck, were also smeared with pink.

"Stop talking nonsense..."

She rolled her eyes at Lin Pingzhi, and protested feebly.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Zhang Jiejie.

He leaned down slowly.

But for a moment.

The candles in Lin Ping's room burned out.

As if pulling down the curtain for the drama in the room.

In a room with only a faint moonlight.

"Pipa Xing" is being performed.