Chapter Eighty-Seven: Do You Like My Master?

"How about Master, I'll just say it's delicious!"

Seeing the look of shock on Wang Lin's face, Hong Ying smiled and said, "Master, if you don't take Sister Wushuang, you won't get married anyway......"

"Nonsense, what nonsense!" Wang Lin almost squirted out a mouthful of rice, he didn't expect that this Hong Ying would actually say such a thing.

Although Zhu Wushuang is indeed very beautiful, Wang Lin has no feelings for her, so naturally he will not pursue her.

"Hehe, Master, I'm not talking nonsense, you see Sister Wushuang is so beautiful, and you are so handsome."

"If it's together, it's really a talented woman......"

Boom......

Wang Lin knocked on Hong Ying's head and pretended to be serious: "If you talk nonsense again, I'll sew your mouth up!" ”

"Sister Wushuang save my ......"

Hong Ying pretended to have a pitiful expression, hid behind Zhu Wushuang, and looked at Wang Lin with half of her little head exposed.

"Okay, don't make trouble, let's eat......" Zhu Wushuang looked at the two of them a little speechless.

But there was some excitement in my heart, even a little excitement.

There is one thing she has never told others, that is, she has liked Wang Lin since she was in school, although Wang Lin was not outstanding at that time.

But that love just came inexplicably, and I couldn't extricate myself.

After graduating, she often paid attention to Wang Lin's life, but it was all done in secret, so Wang Lin didn't know.

She never thought that one day she would live under the same roof with Wang Lin, even if Wang Lin didn't have the slightest feeling for her.

"Wushuang, the company will officially open the day after tomorrow, and when the time comes, you will have to work hard."

After eating, Wang Lin helped clean up the dishes and chopsticks, while Zhu Wushuang and Hong Ying were responsible for cleaning.

"Well, you have helped me so much, I can help you, it's not hard......" Zhu Wushuang said softly.

"Wait a minute, it's good for you."

Looking at the busy Zhu Wushuang, Wang Lin took out a myelin-washing pill from his bag and said lightly.

"What is this?" Zhu Wushuang looked at the black pill in puzzlement, and a strange emotion poured out inexplicably in his heart.

"Wow, Master, is this the Purifying Pill?"

And when Hong Ying saw the black pill, she screamed in surprise, because she had eaten one last time, so she naturally knew the power of the Pulp Cleansing Pill.

"That's right, you ate it last time, and it's useless to you." Wang Lin said.

"Explain it to her later, and I'll go back to my room first."

In the face of two girls who were like flowers and jade, although Wang Lin would not have evil thoughts, he was always uncomfortable, so he went back to the room to practice.

"Sister Wushuang, do you like Master?"

After confirming that Wang Lin was back in the room, Hong Ying asked in a mysterious whisper.

"Huh?"

Zhu Wushuang was taken aback by Hong Ying's question, the plate in his hand was almost broken, and he quickly explained: "No, there is no ......"

"Hehe, Sister Wushuang, you're lying, if not, what are you blushing?" Hong Ying said with a smile.

"How can I ......?"

Zhu Wushuang subconsciously touched his face with his hand, but then reacted, and stretched out his hand to tickle Hong Ying, "Sister, you lied to me......"

"That Wushuang sister, do you like my master?"

Hong Ying asked again.

"I ......"

"I don't know ...... either"

At this moment, Zhu Wushuang fell into confusion, because she had always missed Wang Lin inexplicably, but she didn't want to be with Wang Lin so much.

Therefore, she doesn't know whether she likes Wang Lin or not!

"Hmm...... I know......" Hong Ying touched her chin and said mysteriously, "You are afraid that my master will reject you, so you don't dare to say it, right!" ”