632. Portrait of Yi Ren【2】
Zhuge Canglan nodded: "Thank you... Uncle Master."
Linshu's face turned red immediately after she called her uncle. She felt like she was hiding and almost knocked over the table in a hurry.
"Miss Zhuge, then... I'll go back first, so that my mother will not be suspicious and cause unnecessary trouble to you."
"good……"
Although he was nervous when he was reciting his book, he thought very thoughtfully. Knowing that Zhuge Canglan's magic power was not as strong as his, he supported his unhealed body to set up barriers and defensive magic circles around the study to prevent anyone from getting close.
After finishing it, Linshu's face was pale and ugly, and his body was shaking.
No matter what, they are still for themselves. Even if Zhuge Canglan looks cold-blooded, he is a little moved. He walked up to support Linshu and asked, "You have a bad face. You must be using spells for force. You have lost your spiritual power. You should go back and lie down quickly."
Linshu's body trembled, and he blushed and looked at Zhuge Canglan's hand holding his arm.
"Yes... the girl is worried, I'm fine... You have a good rest. Tonight, I'll bring you a new quilt."
Zhuge Canglan shook his head: "No, I just need to meditate if I don't sleep at night."
"Then, then I'll leave first^..."
"Ah... OK, go slowly."
Zhuge Canglan didn't know if he had heard it wrong, but the voice he had just copied the book was trembling and his body was shaking slightly.
However, before she could ask, Linshu had already jumped into the secret passage and sealed the exit inside.
The ground on them slowly closed, the light dimmed, and Linshu's body suddenly softened and leaned against the wall and gasped.
After resting for a while, Linshu trembled and slowly pulled up the sleeve of his left arm. The place where Zhuge Canglan held his hands just now turned red, as if it was burned by a soldering iron, which was particularly dazzling on Linshu's fair skin...
Linshu gritted his teeth in pain, and the moment he was touched by Zhuge Canglan, he felt a heat...;
But he liked the girl to help him, which made Linshu very excited and happy, so he gritted his teeth and held back the pain.
Linshu covered his arms and walked back slowly. He was very confused. If Zhuge Canglan's body temperature was so high, why was his clothes okay?
The Demon Emperor, who was far away from Zhuyun Zhidian, was staring at the situation here and snorted coldly, and said in his heart: A hole in your clothes will make you know that I will attack you.
After Linshu returned to the bedroom, he quickly found the scald medicine from his storage bag and applied it to the scald, hoping that it would be as good as possible. If his parents found that his arm was burned, he would definitely come to the bottom of it.
No matter how he hides it, they may find it, so Zhuge Canglan will be in danger;
Linshu once heard his parents plotting to kill Zhuge Canglan with their own ears. This time they were ready to take the blame and must not be caught by them.
After applying the medicine, he slowly took out a portrait of Zhuge Canglan in his book. It was a painting he had just painted recently that he had not yet framed. He outlined her appearance with simple brush and ink.
That beautiful and cold face was full of pride. No matter how many pairs he drew, it seemed that it would be difficult to draw one ten thousandth of her real person.
Linshu's hand slowly touched the girl's cheek. He hadn't seen her for so many days, and he thought she would never come back, but unexpectedly... she came back.
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Chapter completed!