"Please also ask Gongzi Jiang to accompany the concubine."

Mrs. Qingzhu smiled.

When a mature and intellectual beautiful woman said such a thing, the lethality was comparable to a small nuclear bomb, and a mushroom cloud exploded directly in Jiang Lin's heart.

But because of Mrs. Qingzhu's clean and calm gentle smile, Jiang Lin couldn't think about anything.

It seems that such a powerful first lady really wants to find someone to chat and hang out, and she doesn't mean anything else.

"If the younger generation swept Mrs. Qingzhu's interest, please forgive Mrs." Jiang Lin responded.

"Childe is too modest." Mrs. Qingzhu bowed slightly, "How about Childe point me out this painting first?" ”

"I don't know what to draw ......" Jiang Lin said sincerely, but his body still walked over honestly, but kept a certain distance from Mrs. Qingzhu.

But even so, Jiang Lin could still smell the faint fragrance of Mrs. Qingzhu.

The painting is a man, slender and very handsome, Jiang Lin feels that he is at least handsome at the same level as himself!

The man stuck his sword upside down and sat in the middle of the bamboo forest.

The man seemed to be smiling, smiling at the sky, and above this sky, there were thunderclouds in the sky, and there seemed to be something behind the thunderclouds, but Mrs. Qingzhu did not draw it.

Looking at it, Jiang Lin's heart inexplicably gave birth to a sense of familiarity, and he slowly stretched out his hand to touch this picture scroll.

But what Jiang Lin's fingers finally touched was not anything else, but the delicate green bamboo beside the man in the painting.

There are a lot of green bamboos, but Jiang Lin just touched that one.

Looking at Jiang Lin's fingers caressing the little green bamboo in the painting, a touch of crimson flew over Mrs. Qingzhu's white and tender cheeks, and Bei Yan bit her delicate pink lips lightly, and "glared" at Jiang Lin beside her angrily.

However, Jiang Lin did not find out...... It's still touching from the bottom up, and it's very devoted.

After touching the small bamboo shoot completely, Jiang Lin noticed Mrs. Qingzhu's cheeks that were as red as ripe strawberries.

Looking at Xiao Qingzhu under his finger again, Jiang Lin quickly understood, and took a step back to apologize: "It's the juniors who are abrupt, please forgive me." ”

The man in this painting must be Mrs. Qingzhu's husband, and the little Qingzhu next to the man is afraid that it is the original appearance of Mrs. Qingzhu's transformation.

Taking a deep breath, Mrs. Qingzhu's chest rose and fell violently, and Mrs. Qingzhu, who calmed down, said slowly: "Childe, do you have any suggestions for this painting?" ”

"Mrs. Jun's painting skills are wonderful, I can't evaluate it, but if I want to say it, I didn't pay attention to it at first, but now I notice that this green bamboo is Mrs. Qingzhu, and when I just touched the green bamboo, there was a little stimulation in my heart."

“......”

“......”

The two fell silent again.

Jiang Lin, who couldn't hide his mind, wanted to seal his mouth!

And Mrs. Jun Tian, who was so bluntly teased by Jiang Lin, blinked, and her cheeks were even more crimson.

"Can Gongzi Jiang make a painting for the concubine?"

After all, after practicing for ten thousand years, Mrs. Qingzhu, who once again restrained the emotions in her heart, returned to normal and said softly, as if she hadn't heard Jiang Lin's teasing.

"Then I've been trying to paint for a long time! Like Mrs. Qingzhu, so good-looking, so figure! If you don't paint, the younger generations feel sorry for their identity as a gentleman painter! ”

Jiang Lin still said his inner thoughts bluntly, and then Jiang Lin, who reacted, still wanted to die.

Oh, my God! What's the difference between yourself and flirting?

Even Jiang Lin felt that he was on the verge of death, and he was crazy to test it......

And although Mrs. Qingzhu didn't know what "gentleman painter" meant, but when she heard Jiang Lin say "such a posture" and "such a look", Mrs. Qingzhu was already deeply cultivated, and she also wanted to lift her skirt and raise her little foot to kick Jiang Lin.

In the end, Jiang Lin used the style of sketching to show Mrs. Qingzhu on the picture scroll.

Looking at her posture on the picture scroll, Mrs. Qingzhu was stunned and stunned.

What are these drawings......

Is your waist so thin?

Is the chest that big?

This......

"Confiscated! And the concubine destroyed it at night."

Mrs. Qingzhu didn't say a word, and she didn't put the scroll in her sleeve!

This painting must not be seen by others!

Jiang Lin is a pity, but it's not a pity that this painting was destroyed, but Mrs. Qingzhu didn't have a correct understanding of her figure.

Even Jiang Lin felt that the painting was too small......

"Jiang Gongzi often paints other women like this?"

"No, I've only painted for two women, one is her in Ethereal City, and now one of the twelve thrones of the demon clan in the world, and the other is you, Madam."

Jiang Lin didn't lie, so far, Jiang Lin has indeed only painted for Wu Susu and Mrs. Qingzhu.

As for the master and sister, they didn't ask for it, and the master was already in their hearts, so why should they paint anymore.

Of course, now in Jiang Lin's heart, he has to add another sorrow.

"In Childe's opinion, which of today's paintings is more satisfactory than the paintings made by Childe in Ethereal City."

Mrs. Qingzhu asked.

The implication is "I am in love with that dance, which one is better." ”

When asked this sentence, Mrs. Qingzhu also bit her tongue secretly.

In fact, Mrs. Qingzhu didn't have any meaning of comparison at first, but when she heard Jiang Lin say that she had only painted for two women, and that Wu Su was still the first beauty in the world of the demon clan.

Suddenly, Mrs. Qingzhu was a heart of contrast.

"When did you look like a little girl?" Mrs. Qingzhu smiled in her heart, but she blamed Jiang Gongzi, she always spoke so bluntly, which made her a little strange.

Just when Mrs. Qingzhu was secretly sighing, Jiang Lin, who was a straight man of steel, pondered for a while, then shook his head and said, "I can't compare." ”

"Can't compare?" Mrs. Qingzhu was also curious.

"Yes, if you put aside selfishness, Madame and Su Su cannot be compared! Because it's all big! It really can't be compared, it can only be said! No matter how big or small! Jiang Lin is talking nonsense seriously, like an LSP, but his sincere gaze makes people think that he is very serious......

"What does it mean to put aside selfishness?" What I didn't expect was that what Mrs. Qingzhu cared about was not who was more beautiful, but the so-called "selfishness".

"Don't hide it from Mrs. Qingzhu, I like the girl."

Jiang Lin still didn't hide it at all, anyway, he couldn't hide his thoughts now......

But seriously, when you say in front of others that you like three girls at the same time, that feeling is just scum......

"Childe is still ...... What a flower thief......"

Mrs. Qingzhu turned her head slightly, and in the woman's heart, there was a little loss.

But

But I was a little happy???