Half a month has passed.

Originally, Jiang Lin thought that Mrs. Qingzhu really wanted to test herself, and after the test, she could hand over the water essence essence bamboo and Qingbi water vein to herself.

But Jiang Lin soon realized that something was wrong.

Jiang Lin felt like he was really on vacation.

"Childe will accompany the concubine."

This is what Mrs. Qingzhu said to Jiang Lin before, and just as Mrs. Qingzhu said.

Jiang Lin is really accompanying Mrs. Qingzhu these days.

Every morning when he woke up, Jiang Lin had breakfast with Mrs. Qingzhu.

After breakfast, Jiang Lin sometimes played games with Mrs. Qingzhu in the courtyard, and sometimes painted in the courtyard.

For Go, Jiang Lin was naturally killed by Mrs. Qingzhu and did not leave a piece of armor, after all, Jiang Lin's Go level is really not good.

But how can a man say "no" in front of a woman?

So, in the backgammon "invented" by Jiang Lin, Jiang Lin saved a lot of face, but Jiang Lin was only proud for a day or two.

Soon, Jiang Lin was killed by Mrs. Qingzhu again......

This made Jiang Lin know that some talents could not be compensated for by acquired efforts.....

However, seeing the shining eyes of Mrs. Qingzhu after finally winning, Jiang Lin felt as if he had lost quite worthwhile.

Auto chess, chess, and even checkers, Jiang Lin changed his tricks to play against Mrs. Qingzhu, and every morning he tried to see Mrs. Qingzhu's smile.

After the game, it is generally ten o'clock in the morning, and at this time, Mrs. Qingzhu will go for a walk in the bamboo forest, and Jiang Lin will naturally follow.

Sometimes Jiang Lin would deliberately walk a little behind Mrs. Qingzhu.

Because when this Yongya lady walked in the bamboo forest, the dappled sunlight sprinkled on her shoulders, her green hair shone with a faint luster, and her tall and graceful back had a kind of painting every time she moved.

Especially Mrs. Qingzhu stopped and stroked the bamboo and looked at the blue sky, and the breeze blew through the hem of her skirt.

For a while, Jiang Lin was already a little unclear whether the beauty in front of him was a human or a painting.

While walking in the bamboo forest, Jiang Lin found that Mrs. Qingzhu liked to sit on the bank of the stream, and then took off the embroidered shoes embroidered with bamboo leaves, and gently pulled off the foot bag that wrapped her feet.

Under the summer sun, Mrs. Qingzhu pulled up her skirt slightly, revealing her delicate little feet that were as white as snow and smooth as jade, and her jade dew-like toes gently poked into the stream, and the stream submerged her white and red ankles, allowing the clear stream to slowly caress her skin.

If countless LSP seniors were allowed to see this scene in its entirety, they would definitely feel thirsty for no reason...... This is indeed a strange thing.

Of course, at this time, Jiang Lin really couldn't drink the stream water like those predecessors......

"This small stream flows through the entire green bamboo forest, although it is not a precious divine water, but it also has the effect of calming the mind and calming the fire, maybe it has a certain regulating effect on the true qi in Childe's body, Childe doesn't give it a try?"

With her palms propped up on both sides of her thighs, Mrs. Qingzhu turned her head to look at Jiang Lin beside her and said with a smile.

"Then the junior will give it a try."

At this time, Jiang Lin was not polite, took off his shoes and sat next to Mrs. Qingzhu, to be precise, he sat downstream of Mrs. Qingzhu, and let the stream wash his feet, not to mention, Jiang Lin suddenly felt that the true qi in his body was much smoother.

But although the true qi has been adjusted a lot, another kind of fire qi seems to have come up again......

After that, every day when he went for a walk in the bamboo forest, Jiang Lin and Mrs. Qingzhu would go barefoot into the stream, and sometimes the two would chat with each other, although they talked about some inconsequential things, but there was a different kind of fun.

Sometimes they would look at the sky in silence, but strangely, Jiang Lin didn't feel the slightest embarrassment.

After lunch, Mrs. Qingzhu usually plays the piano, and the melodious sound of the piano echoes in the courtyard.

Jiang Lin, who was lying under the tree, slowly fell asleep listening to the melodious and pleasant sound of the piano, and after every nap, Jiang Lin's body would be covered with a thin quilt with a light fragrance.

After eating at night, Jiang Lin and Mrs. Qingzhu always looked at the stars in the courtyard, and when they saw that the night was getting deep, Jiang Lin washed and slept.

He paints, she inks.

She plays the piano and he plays the flute.

He tells one "bizarre" story after another, and she is the best listener.

Even gradually, there were no maids in the courtyard, only Jiang Lin and Mrs. Qingzhu.

Dinner was made and eaten together without any disturbance from outsiders.

And Jiang Lin's changed clothes were all washed by Mrs. Qingzhu herself.

Looking at the woman who had changed into a plain skirt and pounding clothes on the edge of the stream, Jiang Lin was even in a trance.

For Jiang Lin, such a peaceful and peaceful life is the most desirable, and now, this yearning has become a reality in this bamboo forest.

Even Jiang Lin sometimes can't help but sigh, sighing that he is really happy and happy?

What's more, as time passed day by day, Jiang Lin felt that perhaps, it would be better to live like this in this life......

But......

"Madame...... Tomorrow, I'm leaving, these days, thank you Madame for taking care of me,"

On the last day, after a game of chess, Jiang Lin stood up and bowed and said goodbye to Mrs. Qingzhu.

"Childe won't stay a few more days?" Looking at Jiang Lin, Mrs. Qingzhu's eyes lowered slightly, "Or is the son not used to living?" ”

"No, this month with my wife is very comfortable, and even if I can, I want to stay with my wife like this."

"Why?"

"Because I still have them in my heart." Jiang Lin shook his head and looked directly at Mrs. Qingzhu, "And they're also waiting for me." ”

Looking directly into Jiang Lin's eyes, for a long time, Mrs. Qingzhu's lips and teeth opened slightly: "The concubine body knows, how about the last game between the son and the concubine body?" ”

"Of course, ma'am, please."

Mrs. Qingzhu bowed: "Son, please." ”

Jiang Lin and Mrs. Qingzhu sat facing each other.

The two of them guessed first.

It's just that the moment the chess pieces fell into the chessboard, the pleasant sound of the chess pieces colliding with the chessboard made Jiang Lin's heart trance.

When I looked at Mrs. Qingzhu again, there was already a ghost.

"The concubine body fell first."

Mrs. Qingzhu's crisp voice slowly came into Jiang Lin's ears, but Jiang Lin seemed to be about to fall asleep in class, and all he heard was a blur.

"Madame...... Please ......"

Jiang Lin's eyes were about to close, and he said in a daze.

Looking at Jiang Lin's sleepy appearance, Mrs. Qingzhu bit her red lips lightly, gently rolled up her sleeves, and fell down......

When the chess pieces landed on the chessboard, Jiang Lin also fell down.

Mrs. Qingzhu had already gotten up and gently hugged him into her arms.