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

On the other side, Jing Cheng was sitting in the back row among the black commercial vehicles driving on the road.

Like Zhou Tianqian's guess, what she said was indeed not a casual question.

As I said before, in Tianhai, which is similar to Xinshou Village, there are only four people who can really catch her eyes.

And the last remaining person who didn't appear on the stage appeared for the first time in the imperial capital, and according to the introduction of the original text, it shows that he also came from Tianhai, and his surname is Zhou.

That's why Jingcheng asked specifically.

But even though he didn't get an accurate answer, Jingcheng didn't feel regretful, anyway, he would see him when he returned to the imperial capital.

So at this time, Jingcheng didn't continue to think about this matter, but was thinking about other things.

That was just now when she found out that her points had reached more than 1000, she couldn't help feeling a little itchy.

I have to say that the lottery draw is really addictive. Ever since I experienced the excitement before opening the box and revealing it, Jingcheng felt that he could not go back to the time when he could patiently accumulate points.

For example, now that the points are just over 1, my hands start to itch.

Then... let's have a shot?

Do it as soon as you think of it, and then Jingcheng called the system in his heart.

[The host's current points can satisfy ten consecutive draws for a small orchestra, and a single draw for a large orchestra, which one to choose? 】

After thinking about it for a while, Jingcheng still decided on the big music pool. After all, she felt that the small music pool didn't have much good things, and most of them were things she could still get by trying to find a way.

[Congratulations to the host!The results of this lottery are out! 】

[Li Gong Empress's underwear x1! 】

Immediately, a pure white object embroidered with exquisite phoenix patterns, similar to ancient women's obscene clothes, but only from the phoenix pattern and its owner can be distinguished as extremely noble, slowly fell into Jingcheng's hands.

It still has a warm touch, and exudes an unspeakable fragrance, which can't help but make people imagine.

Looking at the object in his hand, even if he was as indifferent as Jing Cheng, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch.

She was immediately speechless.

"System? Are you sure there is no manipulation?"

Regarding Jingcheng's doubts, the system hastily and honestly expressed its professional ethics!

[There is absolutely no manipulation problem in the lottery probability of the big music pool!completely random!Please rest assured the host! 】

Hearing this, why does Jingcheng not believe it? Since it was random, why did she only draw a total of 12 times including the extra lottery, and won 3 times?

So this shouldn't be a permanent item in the prize pool, right?Just give a guarantee so that you won't get nothing, and then continue to smoke?

Jing Cheng, who played a lot of lottery games in his previous life, naturally saw this kind of routine a lot.

It’s like many of the things drawn in the lottery are probably the same as the next one. They are obviously iron trash, but if you change the name, such as a certain fat stockings, don’t you think it’s easier to accept?Let you satisfy your fantasies without feeling a blood loss.

Jingcheng naturally thinks that the current routine is similar, after all, she has never heard of the so-called Empress from the Palace before in the original book.

In short, after a moment of heartache for 1 points, Jingcheng casually threw the objects in his hand into the storage ring.

And Chu Long in the driver's seat is still concentrating on driving. After all, anything related to the system will be automatically blocked in the eyes of outsiders, so he naturally doesn't know what happened. In his eyes, Jingcheng just keeps looking at Just the view from the window.

The vehicle was driving smoothly on the road, and at the same time, a...somewhat strange scene was happening in Jingcheng's villa.

In Wen Xian's room, she stood in front of the specially purchased small blackboard. Obviously, in order to teach Lin Nan, she had been cramming for beginners painting tutorials these days, and she had a lot of knowledge in this area in her mind, but at this time She... looked at Jing An Yao's cold eyes, but she couldn't say anything.

That's right... In today's painting class, not only Lin Nan, but also Jing Anyao, the two of them sat next to each other on a large stool under the stage.

Originally, Wen Xian thought why Jing Anyao was just joking about going to class with Lin Nan, but she didn't expect that she really stayed in the villa until now.

...how should I put it, it made her feel quite stressed.

After all, the tutorials she prepared are all about how children get started with painting!

109. Night call

Wen Xian felt that it was hard work.

And her abnormality naturally made the two people in the audience aware of it.

After all, they have been in the room for several minutes now, logically speaking, the lecture should start, but Wen Xian wiped and wiped on the small blackboard...and never stopped.

Seeing this, a cool and pleasant voice sounded, and Jing An Yao spoke slowly.

"Miss Wen?"

Hearing this, Wen Xian quickly withdrew from the inner world, turned her head, and said with a smile.

"what happened?"

Jing An Yao's expression has not changed, her cold face is still so thorough and flawless.

"It's nothing, I just saw that you kept cleaning the blackboard as if you were confused, so I wanted to ask."

Yuluo, including Lin Nan, showed a slightly puzzled look in their weak eyes.

Seeing this, Wen Xian also knew that she couldn't go on like this, but she really wasn't prepared accordingly.

So after thinking about it, she decided to see how far Jing An Yao's painting skills have come before deciding how to teach them.

"I won't be lecturing today, let's paint freely, as long as I finish the second painting at will within the set time."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Lin Nan softly.

"Just take it as a test of the success of what you have learned these days, are you confident? Miss Lin."

Seeing Wen Xian's kind and gentle smile, Lin Nan nodded slightly.

Wen Xian still has professional ethics. Even though she knew that she might not teach Lin Nan for too long, she still regarded this matter as very important.

Since she is a teacher, she still understands that she should not mislead his disciples.

Even this temporary lecture hall was arranged by her in a decent way, with all the necessary utensils, including the drawing board.

Immediately, Lin Nan and Jing Anyao got the corresponding drawing boards.

However, compared to Lin Nan who started to draw with a brush after thinking for a while, Jing An Yao didn't start drawing for a long time.

After all, learning painting together was an impulsive decision on her part. In short, she was the boss, so when she calmed down, she naturally didn't understand what she was doing.

Obviously she is usually a very deserted person, and her personality is even more quiet, and she doesn't like making noise, whether it is her face or her heart.

But for some reason, whenever she faced Jing Cheng, her emotions were particularly easy to be mobilized and fluctuated, and she didn't understand why.

Recalling the words just now, and the way she was angry with the child, she couldn't help but sighed.

In fact, she wanted to leave before, but because after all the words were spoken, it seemed strange to take them back, so she stayed.

But this does not mean that she will really take classes with Lin Nan in the future, it is only a decision made by the superior, so it is estimated that it will only be this time, and will not come again in the future.

Immediately, she looked at Lin Nan who was not far away.

At this time, Lin Nan had obviously put his heart and soul into the drawing board, and because he was a beginner after all, he was just painting with a watercolor pen, and the prototype of the picture was still two people, big and small, holding hands.

In fact, Jing Anyao could also feel that when Lin Nan faced her, she would subconsciously be a little cautious and withdrawn.

Maybe it's because of her character, or maybe it's because she knows that she is Jingcheng's biological sister, so she can't hold her head up...

Regarding this feeling, Jing An Yao didn't know what to say.

However, she couldn't help but think of Lin Nan's life experience.

Although she didn't care about it on the surface, in fact, Jing Anyao had already found out everything about Lin Nan from birth to the present, including Lin Tiannan's life.

Thinking about what happened to Lin Nan, Jing Anyao looked at her earnestly painting, and sighed in her heart after a while.

In short, regarding Jingcheng's adoption of a younger sister, she is not as upset as she was at first...

Well, it's still a bit uncomfortable, but at least it's acceptable.

After about 1 hour, the so-called free painting is over.

On Lin Nan's drawing board, there are still two people holding big hands and small hands, which is pretty good for beginners.

But Jing Anyao's painting really surprised Wen Xian, it is a beautiful landscape painting, both in terms of style and technique, it is enough to compare with the corresponding art students.

Originally, Wen Xian thought that Jing Anyao was also a beginner, after all, what she said was only superficial about painting.

And now it seems that he should also be humble.

In short, when the time came to night, Jing An Yao naturally left the villa and prepared to go home.

But just as he left the villa, he ran into Jing Cheng and Chu Long who got out of the car head-on.

At this time, Chu Long was bowing to Jingcheng and preparing to watch him off, and he seemed to think of something, and said.

"By the way, miss, Sister She was very happy when she heard that you would visit her some other day, and she also asked me to tell you thank you for your concern for her condition, and she will get better soon."

Hearing this, Jing Cheng nodded.

And Jing An Yao, who just arrived here, immediately caught a certain sensitive word in these words, and subconsciously became alert instantly.

younger sister?what sister!Wouldn't she be so cheap that she wants to adopt a younger sister?

At this time Chu Long also saw her, and bowed as a gesture.

"Miss Three."

Now that they have become subordinates and drivers, there are naturally corresponding personnel who have introduced Jing Cheng's interpersonal relationship to Chu Long, so he can also recognize Jing An Yao.

Hearing this, Jing Cheng turned his head and saw Jing An Yao who was obviously planning to leave, and after thinking about it, he said to Chu Long.

"You take her home."

After all, she also knew that Jing Anyao was a relatively low-key person, and most of her daily travel tools were buses, but it was so late at this time, there probably were no buses.

Hearing this, she seemed to have sensed the slight concern in Jing Cheng's words, Jing An Yao couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth, but she forcibly controlled it.

She got into the car without refusing, and happened to have some things she wanted to ask.

The vehicle was driving, and under Jing An Yao's seemingly casual inquiry, she also learned that the younger sister who appeared in the conversation between the two just now was the younger sister of the bodyguard.

But even so, she still inexplicably felt that something was wrong, and she was very alert.

----

Back at the villa, Jing Cheng lay on his side on the bed after washing up, his figure looked lazy.

She was thinking about the extreme sun vein flower, how to take it out and use it.

Seriously speaking, Jingcheng doesn't need this thing, after all, she doesn't have spiritual power at this stage, and eating this thing is highly poisonous.

Then why would she say that this is her trump card to protect herself after returning to the imperial capital?

Because although I don't need it, it doesn't mean that others don't need it either, especially for my bodyguard who is a cultivator who always hides his head.

Thinking of this, Jing Cheng couldn't help showing a slight smile in his eyes.

And at this moment, her phone rang suddenly.

Looking at the caller ID, it was Mo Qingzhu.

It seems that after thinking for a long time, she finally made a final decision.

110. See for yourself

At night, the lights are on.

Jing Cheng, who was lying on his side on the bed, picked up the phone, and then a cold voice came.

"Miss Jing, are you free now? I want to ask you out to have a talk."

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One hour later, soothing music was played in a quiet environment in the cafe named Zhai Yu. It was obviously a very high-end place in terms of style and size, but there were no customers at the moment.

Because at this time, it was booked out.

Mo Qingzhu sat on the seat, his indifferent eyes lowered as if hiding autumn water, waiting patiently.

Even though she is not in the workplace, she is still wearing a standard work uniform with a white shirt and a short skirt. The slender and well-proportioned legs are covered with transparent black stockings, making the skin on her joints look extraordinarily fair and delicate .

The skin is like snow, the thin corners of the mouth look extremely emotionless, and the temperament of the whole body is even more ascetic.