Holy Maiden, please be in peace

Chapter 30
Chu Yaoyao found that she was inexplicably fed a wave of dog food, and her whole body turned into a lemon.

"Okay, you go home first, I'll chat with Yaoyao for a while."

After measuring the size of Lin Xun's clothes, Jiang Qingshang, who showed affection in front of her best friend, was also a little shy, and her soft little hands pushed Lin Xun's thick back.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you."

"Hmph, you don't have to wait today." I didn't want Chu Yaoyao, a coquettish bitch, to sway in front of her husband. After pushing Lin Xun out of the door, the girl spit out her pink tongue playfully and closed the wooden door of the shop.

Lin Xun felt very wronged. How could I, such a serious person, cheat on my wife's best friend, and I didn't want to be Hong Shixian.

Lin Xun went back leisurely. Since the private school was on summer vacation, he planned to sell some paintings to subsidize the family (to earn some private money).

"Tsk tsk tsk, I really didn't expect that Jiang Qingshang, who is the number one beauty in the world and the most beautiful person in the world, a genius in swordsmanship that has been rare in ten thousand years, married an ordinary mortal.

If all the heroes in the world knew about this, I'm afraid that the wine in the world would not be enough. "

After Lin Xun left, Chu Yaoyao looked at Jiang Qingshang with a smile on her red makeup.

Feeling that the room was a little hot, she took it off again, and the "shameless" red dress was attached to her body again, and Bai Huahua's thighs were exposed.

And because there was only Jiang Qingshang in the shop, she also pulled the mouth of her clothes and fanned the wind.

It must be really hot
"Hmph, even if all those men in the world are dead, what do they have to do with me? As long as Lin Pei is by my side."

Jiang Qingshang ran Zilin's mind, and the purple spiritual power surrounded the girl. After the spiritual power dissipated, she showed her true face.

It is also a pair of peach blossom eyes, but unlike Jiang Qing's, Jiang Qingshang's innocence and charm are mixed together, which is extremely beautiful.

With a height of 1.7 meters, fair skin that can be broken with blows, and a small melon-shaped face that is pure and charming.

It's hard to imagine that innocence and charm are originally opposites, but at the same time they appear on the girl's beautiful face, not only without the slightest conflict, but even complement each other.

A pair of long legs stood together. Although the girl did not have the 36E of Jiang Nongqin, she also had the 36D that beat most women.

Moreover, Jiang Qingshang is taller than Nongqin, and the long legs are even more slender, so the curve ratio is more perfect.

If Jiang Qing's face is half a grade higher than Chu Yaoyao's, then Jiang Qingshang standing in front of Chu Yaoyao, aside from being coquettish, Chu Yaoyao has lost any comparability.

Jiang Qingshang was sitting on the wooden table at the counter in the shop, with her long legs hanging down, her small feet could touch the ground, Chu Yaoyao was envious and jealous, wishing she could make this perfect goblin's long legs. Play with your legs for a year!
"It is said that God's creation, no one is perfect, but in you, I always feel God's partiality."

Chu Yaoyao patted her girlfriend's thigh, the firm and elastic hand made Chu Yaoyao wonder whether she should envy Jiang Qingshang or that Lin Pei.

"Take off your fox paws." Jiang Qingshang rolled her eyes at her and patted off her best friend's little hand.

There are only four people who know Jiang Qing's true identity, one is the female city lord of Luocheng, the other is the holy lord of Zilin Holy Land, and the other is the empress of Qianguo, which is Jiang Qingshang's sister, and the last one is this vixen.

However, only the Empress Qianguo did not know that her sister was married.

"Qingshang, you weren't like this before. We slept together when we were young, but I didn't expect you to be seduced by a man now." Chu Yaoyao wiped the corner of her eyes, as if there were a few tears.

"I am willing." Jiang Qingshang said with a smile, sweet and greasy, in sharp contrast to the usual high and cold image, like dessert on ice cream, cool and sweet, Chu Yaoyao was stunned for a while.

"Okay, okay, you are willing." Chu Yaoyao sat beside the girl, but her feet couldn't touch the ground, "What kind of clothes do you want to make for him? , if he uses Xianjia cloth, it will be harmful to him."

"I know, let's weave it with Fanpin's snow silk."

"That's fine." Chu Yaoyao nodded.

Immortal silk has the effect of gathering spiritual power, not to mention that it will be coveted by monks, and those unconsciously gathered spiritual power will bring a heavy burden to mortals.

And although the snow silk cloth is used by the emperors of the royal family, it is not a fairy product, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Thinking of this, Chu Yaoyao sighed softly in her heart, that is, Lin Xun is no longer a cultivator, otherwise this little girl might not want to give him the entire Zilin Holy Land as a dowry.

"What style?" Chu Yaoyao got rid of the complexity in her heart.

"A Confucian long shirt is fine."

"Is there no other request?" Chu Yaoyao blinked, "Please~~~ my beauty, there are not too many people in the whole world who ask me to make clothes, not to mention it is a common piece of clothing, a Confucian long shirt is too common Got it."

"Who told you to do it?"

"Huh?" Chu Yaoyao blinked and looked at Jiang Qingshang blankly.

"I want to make his clothes myself." Jiang Qingshang smiled sweetly, peach blossom eyes lightly raised, if he made wine, he would be drunk in the world.

On the main road of West Street in Los Angeles, a man was selling paintings on a painting booth.

His style of painting is very strange, which is almost unseen in this world, and most of the content of the painting scrolls are mainly women.

Such as "Silver-haired Brothers and Sisters", "White Album of World Famous Paintings", "Nezuko Growing Up" and "Dead Pool Water".
The style of these women's paintings is too peculiar, but they feel very good-looking, and even have a little seqin.

As a result, it was liked by the majority of LSPs in Los Angeles.

As for why Lin Xun, who lives in the East City, chose to paint in the West City, it was naturally because there was a lot of traffic here.

That's right, it's not that I was afraid that my wife would find out and draw some seqin pictures and go home and kneel on the washboard.

Soon, Lin Xun's spare paintings were looted by the majority of LSPs, and they secretly saved a sum of private money.

And when Lin Xun happily closed the stall and was about to leave, a shadow covered Lin Xun's face.

"Dude, I'm sorry, the paintings are sold out." Lin Xun said as he lowered his head to clean up.

"I didn't come to buy paintings." A soft female voice came slowly.

Hearing this voice, Lin Xun couldn't help but froze for a moment, and even his forehead began to sweat.

After swallowing, Lin Xun raised his head with his heart racing, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"Excuse me sir."

The girl's clear eyes looked directly at Lin Xun's eyes, like the clearest stream, without any impurities.

"Have we met before?"

(End of this chapter)