Chapter Sixty-Eight: It's Too Late

Lin Cheng did not succeed.

As if to see his intentions, Sumire swallowed the black blood back from her mouth.

He got up stupidly, and just put his mouth on Sumire's red lips, and was pushed away by force.

"Fellow Daoist, just ...... Well, misunderstanding. ”

Sumire stretched out her slender fingers like shallots and wiped the saliva he had left behind.

His eyes were cold, like a cold winter.

"I didn't hold it steady just now." Lin Cheng was serious nonsense.

Sumire still didn't say a word, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with Lin Cheng's actions.

Lin Cheng looked at her panel and saw that the favorability was -7.

Lin Cheng. “……”

It was the first time he had seen a negative number of favorability.

Just the damn kraft candy gold and silver glow have a favorability of 3, although it is only for the sake of his longevity.

Sumire glared at him for a while, her pretty eyebrows suddenly furrowed, and she fainted again.

Lin Cheng hurriedly stepped forward to support the girl, and lay her flat on the bed.

The hands did not touch each other.

In this way, the Jindan monk actually fell into a coma three times in a day, but he was afraid that he was really terminally ill.

Looking at the pretty brows of the woman in black who were frowning even when she was unconscious, Lin Cheng felt distressed for no reason.

He never felt like a gentleman, and this feeling of love at first sight had only been there twice.

The first time was in the martial arts arena, and I saw Lin Miaochan dressed in black tulle from behind, and the second time was this woman in black who should not be in the world.

This feeling is better to say.

It's like seeing the first spring flowers after winter is gone, or touching the first autumn breeze at the end of summer.

From the normal people's yearning and pursuit of beauty.

In layman's terms, it is to gluttony the body.

Lin Cheng thinks this is very good, which means that he is normal.

He has always felt that he is a traditional man, and he doesn't understand why there is such a thing as a second female in costume dramas.

Little kids.

Can you be a little more traditional, the ancient times were still so single-minded.

Normal people must want them all.

The TV series quotation he regarded as a classic is Brother Jiao's sentence.

"No, you're here at the right time."

Let him, who was only a teenager at that time, feel like an initiation.

This is the real costume drama!

He was destined for eternal life.

Pure heart and little desire for immortality?

Then the king in the wishing pond will still sow seeds.

Isn't it a sin for a person to live forever?

Touching his chin, he sat on the edge of the bed and thought about how to save his image.

……

"Childe will love it."

Zheng Qing only felt dizzy when she heard this, and then Qiao'er twittered something, but she didn't listen to it at all.

When she came back to her senses, she saw that the two of them were already in a quaint room.

"How old is Zheng Qing's sister?" Qiao'er took her hands and asked.

"Huh? I...... A baker's dozen. "I don't know if this courtyard is because of Lin Cheng, she has been cautious.

"Sister Qing'er is only thirteen." After that, Qiao'er's little hands were light, and she was taller than the two, and found that Zheng Qing was only a little shorter than her.

Looking at Zheng Qing who was timid in front of him, he was really distressed for no reason.

"Sister Qing'er, wait for me." With that, he walked towards the inner room.

Zheng Qing saw her walking away, and looked around, as if she was curious about the baby.

greedily imprinted Lin Cheng's inner room into his mind.

didn't wait long, and saw Qiao'er take a suit of clothes and walk out.

"Sister, what is this for?" Taking the clothes, Zheng Qing whispered.

"Sister Qing'er, doesn't she like my son-in-law?"

"No...... There is no ......" Zheng Qing waved his hand again and again, and said in a panic.

"Oh, I don't like it, when the son returns from training, I'll ...... with him"

"Sister, don't bully Qing'er anymore."

Zheng Qing flattened his mouth, and his eyes turned red again.

She didn't know that the woman in front of her was playing tricks on her.

But Lin Cheng is like her fatal flaw, making her willing to do so.

The seed in her heart did not wither or decay over time.

On the contrary, this seed has already sprouted and grown greedily, and seems to want to occupy the girl's entire heart.

Even Lin Cheng himself didn't know that his unintentional move would make the girl's mind entangled.

yes, for him, just a casual remark.

But for the girl who lost her parents, her fate has changed dramatically.

From a skinny black child who is white-eyed and can be bullied by anyone.

has become the most concerned disciple of the Lin family today.

I don't know how many Lin family girls have flattered her.

The hidden spirit root is destined to be no longer ordinary.

"My son-in-law likes beautiful women the most, if Sister Qing'er can't even pass my level, the young master will definitely not want you."

Seeing that the cardamom woman in front of her had lost her mind again, Qiao'er had to continue.

"Good sister, let's go inside and change clothes. Sister lied to you, Qing'er's sister is beautiful, and the son will definitely like it. ”

After that, he pinched Qing'er's pretty face as Lin Cheng looked.

Zheng Qing was pushed into the back room in a daze.

Qiao'er exhaled softly.

Today I finally saw the love brain explained by the young master. This younger sister heard the sentence 'Childe must like it' and her soul flew away. '

Qiao'er sat on the chair and leaned down slightly.

With his right hand, he touched the acacia tree on the table, and his thoughts were full of thoughts.

I practiced with Lin Cheng every day for a month before, although I cried and begged for mercy every time.

But now I haven't seen him for a few days, and I really miss the abnormality.

Today, I don't have the intention of cultivating at all, and my mind is full of Lin Cheng.

So when I saw Zheng Qing who was so confused, I was also quite happy.

I don't know what kind of medicine Childe took to lose the soul of Qing'er's sister. '

The so-called bystanders are clear, and the authorities are confused.

Qiao'er saw Zheng Qing clearly, but she didn't know that her own heart had already been stolen.

If it weren't for Aiwu and Wu, how could he be so friendly and intimate to the woman he saw on the first day.

If you don't really like it, how can you not mind a woman who doesn't lose herself coming to Lin Cheng.

"Sister......" A crisp sound like a warbler's cry sounded.

Hearing this, Qiao'er looked at Zheng Qing.

saw her wearing the cyan soft smoke skirt.

He covers his chest with his left hand and holds a white liner in his right hand.

His face flushed, and he said embarrassedly. "Blasphemy...... The profane clothes are small. ”

……

"Uh......h Hmmm......"

Two hours later, Sumire woke up.

Her face was darkening and darkened, and her delicate mouth had darkened.

"Fellow Daoist, how do you need me to help you?" Lin Cheng took the initiative to speak.

If it drags on any longer, he is afraid that the woman in black will fall into a coma again, and she will not be able to wake up next time.

Sumire heard his words and turned her head slightly.

The face as beautiful as a heavenly man actually shed a line of tears.

Lin Cheng panicked when he saw that there was no reason for this.

A woman like her would cry in front of a stranger.

Lin Cheng believed that illness could destroy a person's will.

Sometimes death is really not terrible, but it is only a matter of moments.

But if it's the kind of pain that haunts me all the time.

It's really vulnerable.

But before Sumire, apart from frowning, she didn't show anything else at all.

Now crying, isn't it......

As if to confirm his suspicions, Sumire said in a hoarse voice after tears.

"It's too late......"

This sentence is like a proclamation.

Sumire closed her beautiful eyes, but the tears couldn't stop flowing.