After Lin Jing came out of the patriarch's house, he walked to his residence.

Lin Yu seemed to be waiting for him.

"Brother Jing, have you come back from the patriarch?"

"Hmm."

"What did the patriarch say?"

"Didn't say anything."

Both of them were silent for a while, each thinking about it.

"I don't know what happened to Tianjimen now."

When he said this, Lin Yu was thinking of Shen Qing'er. The rest of the Tianji Gate, he didn't have much interest.

"Hmm."

Lin Jing responded lightly, with a faint worry between his eyebrows.

The pretty green figure is now gone.

After staying in the Heavenly God Academy for a while, Shen Qing'er gradually got used to the days without Mu Tianshen.

Recently, though, she noticed a person.

When she first saw him, she froze for a few seconds, and her eyes were involuntarily drawn to him.

The man had an expressionless face, a high nose, two sword eyebrows, and a pair of indifferent eyes that seemed to have no emotion.

He and Mu Tianshen are two completely different types.

One is suave, the other is indifferent and cold.

But it is undeniable that he is also good-looking.

Noticing Shen Qing'er's gaze, the man's eyes turned slightly, and the moment the two met their gaze, Shen Qing'er quickly looked away.

But he only glanced at her faintly, and then looked away, as if he didn't take her seriously at all.

Shen Qing'er noticed that the man seemed to come to the dining room very early every day, and every time she hurried over, his figure passed in front of her.

She didn't know why, since the first time she saw him, she was attracted to him, and even wanted to see that face every day.

She also grabbed Wang Lizhen and asked, "Look, is it good-looking?" ”

Wang Lizhen followed Shen Qing'er's gaze to look at the good-looking person in her mouth, and responded a little perfunctorily: "It's okay." ”

Shen Qing'er's big eyes were full of doubts, "Isn't it good-looking?" ”

"It's just too cold."

After this period of getting along, Shen Qing'er and Wang Lizhen have long become familiar with each other, become good friends, and they are no longer restrained when they get along.

When Wang Lizhen saw that expressionless face, she only felt that this person was extremely difficult to get along with, and it made her faintly feel a little dangerous.

She couldn't understand how Shen Qing'er could think that such a person was good-looking, she thought that it was better for a man to be gentle and elegant.

At this time, a smile appeared on her lips and teased: "Qing'er, you shouldn't like him, right?" ”

Like?

Shen Qing'er was like an embarrassed girl who was suddenly pierced by someone, and quickly denied it: "No! I just think he's good-looking. ”

Wang Lizhen smiled but did not speak.

But when she saw Shen Qing'er staring at that person, her eyes were full of excitement, but when she looked at others, there was obviously no such light in her eyes.

She kindly reminded, "I don't think that person is very easy to get along with." ”

As soon as the words fell, Shen Qing'er's willow eyebrows furrowed tightly, and she retorted, "How come? ”

Shen Qing'er's strong reaction made Wang Lizhen identify what she was thinking, she knew that she would definitely not listen to what she said. She could only continue: "I don't know, anyway, I think he feels quite cold, and he shouldn't be very easy to get along with." ”

"No, it won't."

Shen Qing'er then denied it.

The person she likes is naturally unwilling to hear the negation of others.

Moreover, those denials are groundless, just what Wang Lizhen thinks based on her feelings.

If those denials were well-founded, she wasn't unwilling to listen.