The self-cultivation of the female supporting role of the evil party

"According to the current model of Missy's guard force formation, there is indeed no problem. As far as the configuration of members is concerned, from the perspective of my eyes, leaving aside the hidden personnel that may not have been discovered, as long as I have discovered them, there are still some Weak."

Chu Long didn't mean to raise his status by stepping on anything, but told the truth.

The words were short, but Jing Cheng still understood what he meant. The guard mode had its merits, but the guards were not equipped enough.

But this does not mean that Jingcheng's bodyguards are weak, on the contrary, they can be said to be one in a hundred, after all, the bodyguards are not the same as bright bodyguards.

It's just that Chulong himself is too outrageous, and he also said it from the perspective of his eyes.

But at this time, Chu Long continued.

"However, there is an exception. If Miss Lu is also counted, then the situation is different."

After all, Chu Long still remembered the day when he saw Lu Ling for the first time, the sense of danger that his keen sixth sense honed in countless times of blood and fire fed back to him.

Now that he felt the danger, it was enough to prove that this charming and lovely maid could pose a threat to him.

Hearing this, Jing Cheng was slightly taken aback.

Deer bell...

Immediately, she couldn't help but think of Lu Ling's past.

In fact, the original Lu Ling was not trained as a maid, but from a special institution in Jing's family.

I remember when I saw her for the first time, she was so small, her eyes were full of emptiness and dead silence, without any self-awareness, like a machine that had lost its emotions.

...

Thinking of this, Jingcheng sighed lightly.

She didn't intend to let Lu Ling do anything, just let her live happily like this, and she hasn't fallen to the point where she needs a little girl to work hard.

Then she didn't continue this topic anymore, after all, she would ask Chu Long these things in preparation for returning to the Imperial Capital.

she said.

"How is your sister?"

Maybe it touched the soft area in his heart, Chu Long couldn't help but put on a slight gentle smile on his extremely resolute face.

"Everything is fine, just waiting for the operation, and I keep saying that I want to see you, Miss."

Hearing this, Jing Cheng nodded.

"Well, I'll see her some other day."

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After asking what he wanted to know, Jing Cheng returned to the villa.

At this time, Jing An Yao also happened to arrive.

Looking at her with a cold face and a figure as clear and noble as a bamboo... just... Jing Cheng's hands suddenly felt a little itchy.

After all, she was thinking about whom to try this revolving lantern palm, so after thinking about fanning An Yao in Beijing that day, she couldn't help but have an idea.

Seeing this, even though Jing Cheng's expression didn't change, but for some reason, Jing An Yao was still inexplicably suddenly alert.

But I couldn't find where to be alert, so I didn't think much about it in the end, and then said.

"Did you.. get the message?"

At this time, Jing Cheng naturally put away those thoughts, after all, it was a bit too inappropriate to try something, so after hearing the words, he immediately understood what Jing An Yao was asking.

Probably the news of Jing Sixing's death.

"Well, my father and I called yesterday."

Hearing this, Jing An Yao subconsciously froze for a moment.

"Father?"

She didn't expect to be the same as herself. Jingcheng was also informed by her father on the phone. After all, her father was always indifferent to Jingcheng's affairs, and she didn't know how long it would take to contact her. So she thought it was Jingcheng who was notified by someone else. What about Cheng?

But after being surprised for a short time, Jing An Yao didn't think too much, after all, her purpose of coming today was not this, but something else.

"Then...then..." Jing An Yao really wanted to ask "Do you want to go back to uncle's funeral?", but held back for a long time, but did not say it.

Yes, the purpose of Jing An Yao's visit is to ask this question.

After receiving her father's phone call yesterday, Jing An Yao was emotional, but it was not sad at all. After all, she had no relationship with this uncle, so she didn't receive too much influence.

But soon, she immediately realized another thing.

Now that he knew it, then Jingcheng definitely knew it too.

Then... will she go back then?

No way... She shouldn't be so stupid.

After all, she should also be very clear that after leaving for so many years, the imperial capital is undoubtedly the same as the dragon's lake and tiger's den for her now.

But what if... what if she is really so stupid and wants to go back?

And for some reason, after thinking of the words of the psychiatrist, Jing An Yao had a vague premonition that with her character, she might really go back.

So at the moment Jing An Yao has no intention of sleeping, lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to close her eyes for a long time.

In the end, I decided to ask about it today.

But at this time, Jing An Yao's awkwardness was revealed again, and she couldn't ask any questions.

It's fine because she doesn't want to go back, but what if she wants to go back?After all, when my uncle passed away, I should go back to express my condolences, so what should I ask?Is it to persuade Jingcheng not to go back?Doesn't it seem like he is worried about her...

I didn't worry about her, it was just... just...

But at this time, seeing Jing An Yao's appearance of not speaking for a long time, Jing Cheng couldn't help frowning slightly.

"What do you want to say?"

Hearing this, Jing An Yao could only hold back a few words in the end.

"It's nothing."

At the same time, Lin Nan, who didn't go to school because it was a weekend, walked out of the room on the second floor and went downstairs slowly.

After seeing Jing An Yao, she was stunned for a moment, then she couldn't help lowering her head, and walked up to Jing Cheng with her hands behind her back as if she was hiding something.

"What's wrong?" Jing Cheng asked.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Nan took out a piece of drawing paper from behind and handed it out, lowering his head and showing it to Jing Cheng timidly.

This is the first painting she completed alone after learning to paint. Wen Xian also told her yesterday that something so commemorative should be shared with Jingcheng.

In fact, there is no need for Wen Xian to say, this was originally Lin Nan's deepest thought, but he just couldn't muster the courage, and he didn't make up his mind until today.

Seeing this, Jingcheng seemed to understand Lin Nan's thoughts, and took the drawing paper.

It is a relatively simple and rough watercolor painting, obviously made by beginners, and the content of the painting is two people, one big and one small, whose faces cannot be seen clearly, holding hands. The style of the painting is very cartoony.

Immediately, Jing Cheng looked at Lin Nan who lowered his head, who seemed a little anxious, and couldn't help smiling.

Patting her on the head, Jing Cheng said.

"Well drawn."

Seeing the scene happening right in front of her eyes, Jing An Yao's fists were still stiff even though she already had the corresponding resistance.

She just doesn't understand why she has to suffer every time she comes here!

98. Sisters and sisters Christine

Looking at the scene of sisters and sisters Gong in front of her, Jing An Yao felt a little doubtful about herself while clenching her fist hard.

What am I here for?Looking for anger?

Calm down, it's okay, what's there to be angry about?It is her business that she wants to recognize her younger sister, so what does it matter if she recognizes a few more sisters?Oh, it can only prove that her feelings are cheap.

Jing An Yao tried her best to persuade herself, and also adjusted her blood pressure.

At the same time, listening to Jing Cheng's praise and feeling the touch from the top of his head, Lin Nan who bowed his head couldn't help pursing his lips slightly, obviously very pleased.

"Thank you...sister."

She said this in a weak voice like a mosquito, but as soon as she finished her words, she seemed to realize something, and looked at Jing An Yao timidly, obviously a little guilty, and then closed her eyes.

After all, after Jingcheng introduced her that day, she also knew that Jing Anyao was her sister's biological sister, so it was natural that Lin Nan could not hold her head up subconsciously in front of this rightful lord.

Seeing this, the corners of Jing An Yao's eyes were already trembling, and there was even a crisp crunching sound of clenched fists.

She was looking at me just now?

What, is it showing off?Oh, what are you showing off?Could it be that she thought I would care?

Or is it provocative?Sure enough, she is a child, and she actually thinks that I will get angry with her, stop joking.

At the same time, Jingcheng's hoarse and magnetic voice also sounded, and said to Lin Nan lightly.

"Well, keep up the good work."

Hearing this, Lin Nan nodded, and then subconsciously glanced at Jing'an Yaoxia, because she couldn't help feeling guilty when facing the righteous master.

But Jing Anyao obviously misunderstood the look in this reappearing look, and seeing that Jing Cheng accepted the title of sister with such peace of mind... the more she thought about it, the more angry she was, she was still irritated.

She felt the nerves on her forehead beating, and finally she couldn't hold back any longer, almost gnashing her teeth in her heart.

Still watching?

Okay, provocative, right? I really underestimate you for being so scheming at such a young age.

you wait for me!

If she doesn't get angry with a child, she throws it out of the blue. After all, everyone else has provoked her face. If she doesn't respond, it would be too ridiculous, not to mention that Jing An Yao is not an angry person at all. character.

In a short period of time, Jing An Yao experienced many ups and downs in her heart. Although her expression did not change, the frost that gradually condensed on her pretty face still made people retreat three feet away.

"Miss Lin, you are learning to paint, right?"

Jing Anyao's sudden cold words also made Jing Cheng look at her. As for the timid Lin Nan, he naturally lowered his head.

But Jingcheng said.

"what happened?"

Jing An Yao said again: "Is Miss Wen teaching you?"

Jingcheng still nodded.

Immediately, Jing An Yao said in a cold and indifferent tone, as if she was talking about some trivial matter.

"It just so happens that I have developed a strong interest in painting recently, and after observing Miss Wen's paintings in the flower garden that day, I couldn't help but feel admiration. I want to ask for advice twice. If I can learn the corresponding painting skills, that would be the best It couldn't be better."

Hearing this, Jing Cheng didn't think there was anything wrong, after all, in the flower garden that day, Jing An Yao did say that she had become interested in painting recently.

As for why she wanted to learn from Wen Xian, she didn't think too much about it, maybe the observation that day had benefited her a lot and she came up with such an idea.

So she said.

"Since you want to learn, then you can ask her when she is free."

But after hearing this, Jing An Yao said.

"No, after all, Ms. Wen is already teaching Ms. Lin at present. If I take extra time to satisfy my consultation, it will definitely disrupt her time plan and add unnecessary burden to her."

Speaking of this, Jing An Yao stared coldly at Lin Nan who was buried in her head, and Lin Nan shivered for some reason.

she said again.

"So, in the future, I will just sit in on Miss Wen's teaching of Miss Lin, so that I can ask for any advice, and it will not delay Miss Wen's other time."

Even though Jing An Yao's words were decent and she couldn't find anything wrong with it, Jing Cheng was still stunned, for a moment she couldn't tell whether she was joking or serious.

No, how old are you?Want to learn painting with Lin Nan?What to learn?Doll painting?

Looking at her appearance, the temperature on Jing An Yao's face suddenly dropped a few degrees.

"you are not willing?"

Hearing this, Jingcheng didn't say anything more, since she wanted to learn, she could follow her, so he said.

"As you like."

And soon, Wen Xian who came downstairs also learned about this, and asked in a daze.