Mistress, I Am a Real Gentleman

Lin Pingzhi persuaded.

Ning Zhong nodded when he heard Lin Pingzhi's words.

"Yes, Ping'er, you should go rest and recharge your batteries."

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"Yes, Mistress!"

Lin Pingzhi responded without hesitation.

With Feng Buping and Cheng Buyou, and Ning Zhongze's departure.

Yue Lingshan grabbed Lin Pingzhi who wanted to go back to rest.

"Xiao Linzi, come here!"

She dragged Lin Pingzhi over.

"Tomorrow's arena, what do you mean?"

Yue Lingshan stared at Lin Pingzhi with wide eyes.

Lin Pingzhi told Yue Lingshan about the previous arrangement in the main hall.

As a result, Yue Lingshan's eyes were filled with tears.

"Xiao Linzi, don't go, there are so many of them!"

Facing Yue Lingshan's tears, Lin Pingzhi also felt very distressed.

But he knew it was useless to explain.

He directly hugged Yue Lingshan.

Yue Lingshan kept patting Lin Pingzhi's chest.

"Xiao Linzi, you still have to fight in the ring tomorrow, you can't do it! You can't do it anymore!" She begged.

She was afraid that Lin Pingzhi would spend too much energy tonight, and he would not be able to compete in the arena tomorrow.

"Don't worry, sister."

Lin Pingzhi whispered in Yue Lingshan's ear.

Immediately afterwards, amidst Yue Lingshan's exclamation.

The two engage in another action that Big Numbers sites are not allowed to depict.

Ning Zhong, who was in the next room, listened to the voice next door.

Her eyes were full of helplessness.

"Why is Ping'er so powerful?"

she muttered to herself.

As soon as he closed his eyes, Ning Zhong thought of Lin Pingzhi's appearance in the bath.

She was ashamed and angry in her heart, with anger on her face, she scolded herself.

"Ning Zhongze, how can you be so shameless?"

With a reproach to myself.

Ningzhong gradually fell asleep.

In the dream, the person she was lingering with was something she didn't dare to think about on weekdays.

Perhaps only in her dream, she has the courage to do things that she would not dare to do on weekdays.

Early next morning.

Yue Lingshan was still falling asleep.

Lin Pingzhi walked out of the room refreshed.

He went to the kitchen alone.

Originally, he wanted to find something to eat last night.

But he was disturbed by Linghu Chong.

It made Lin Pingzhi unable to eat until now.

Along the way, everyone Lin Pingzhi met greeted Lin Pingzhi.

to the kitchen.

Jiang Wu, Zhen Fugui, Lin Yi, Zhou Houxu, Mo Chezhao and others sat at a table and had breakfast.

Zhen Fugui is still so fat.

But hands and feet are faster.

I saw Jiang Wu gobbling it up, making Zhen Fugui half dead.

"Jiang Wu, eat your own, don't steal mine!" Zhen Fugui said aggrievedly.