Lin Qingran wished she could give him a slap in the face. What a slap in the face today, what kind of Zhuangzi are you looking at? What's so strange about him?
It's fine now. If I can't do it well, I can't tell my fate, so I'll explain it here.
His eyes couldn't help but fall on the man in black's fist with clear joints and veins, and he could almost feel the sting of it falling on his body.
Although I almost felt remorseful in my heart, my mind became increasingly quiet, thinking about how to make this man silence himself.
He didn't kill her immediately, so she must have had some use.
Thinking of this, an idea flashed across his face. Looking at his appearance, he seemed to have some scruples.
At this time, she should show the value of her life and minimize his worries.
Lin Qingran's heart slowly came to life, and she quickly turned her head, thinking of countermeasures.
He was injured, and very seriously, otherwise he would not have reached this distance of the ruined temple and needed her help.
For the sake of safety, he should kill her... The hesitation is probably because he has something else he needs her to do?
What is it?
Lin Qingran's heart moved. It was freezing and snowy. He was seriously injured and couldn't find food. He needed her to arrange things, or he had other companions who needed her to deliver a message...
No matter which one it is, it is life to her.
At this time, the more hesitation means the more danger, she cannot miss this opportunity.
Lin Qingran's eyes blinked again and again, shining as brightly as obsidian. Without hesitation, he said in a soft voice: "Young Master is silent. Is there something embarrassing you want me to do?"
You don’t know how to speak, do you?”
The sound is like the collision of mountain spring water, like the gentle chime of jade chimes in the hall, it is moving, clear and sweet, and makes people feel happy.
The man in black remained expressionless, and there seemed to be a trace of hesitation in his eyes.
Lin Qingran was secretly happy, and her tone became softer and softer: "Master, if you have any trouble, just tell me. Although I am a woman, I still have a bit of courage and chivalry..." She lowered her eyes, with the corner of her eyes.
Peeping at his expression, she didn't know if it was her misunderstanding, but a smile seemed to flash in his ice-sword eyes.
Smile?
Lin Qingran's thoughts were confused, how could he be smiling? When he looked carefully, he saw that there was ice and snow piled up, and there was no warmth.
She must have seen it wrong!
Immediately, she wanted to give herself a slap. At this time, she didn't care about her own life and thought about whether the ice cube was smiling or not.
"Sir, it's freezing cold today, and you're injured again. Apart from anything else, you still need some hot soup. Why don't I go back and help you prepare some food and send it over..." Her voice became softer and softer.
In the end, it almost softened into a puddle of water, and people's hearts also softened into a puddle of water. It was indescribably sultry.
The man in black was still expressionless, but Lin Qingran could see that his aura had softened a bit.
The man in black smiled faintly, and his eyes were as penetrating as a thousand-year-old ancient well: "Do you want to go back and prepare ginger soup and never return?" The man's voice was flat, without any fluctuations, but Lin Qingran heard it.
The hair on my body stood up, as if there were countless ants crawling across my back.
Lin Qingran's heart trembled. This person could read minds, but he could see through her plan at a glance.
As if to hide something, Lin Qingran shook her head delicately: "Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I have taken ninety-nine steps, how could I give up on the last step?"
She was tactfully reminding the man in black that she was also his savior.