The God of Quick Transmigration is on again

Chapter 371 Tyrant, please be gentle (81)

Jing Qingran is also a human being, and she also wants to save face.

Jing Qingran just watched with her eyes, and didn't reach out to take it.

However, looking at it with my eyes, I couldn't see anything at all, I could only feel that there seemed to be a few more scrolls...

[Host, these extra scrolls are still scrolls, drawn by the master. ] Jiuye said.

'What did he draw? 'Jing Qingran asked, asking in his heart, but didn't say it out.

[Some ink paintings, on one scroll, you are painted...it should be you. 】

"He...painted me again..." Jing Qingran frowned, "He definitely won't admit it again. '

At that time, Jing Qingran asked him who the woman in the scroll was, and he said: I don't know her.

At this time, the door over there was opened, and Jun Ting walked in.

Jing Qingran heard the familiar footsteps again, without turning her head to look, she knew that the emperor was coming.

Jing Qingran didn't look back at him. She waited for him to come over, waited for him to get closer, and then looked back at him.

It's not good if you don't look back at him all the time...

Maybe the emperor will be angry.

When he got a little closer, and then a little closer, Jing Qingran turned to look at him, curled her lips, did she want to salute him again?

They are obviously husband and wife, why do they have to visit each other?

This emperor has never paid homage to her...

However, how can the emperor pay respects to the queen?
However, Jing Qingran still felt uncomfortable.

Frowning, then, gritted his teeth, bowed his head and bowed to him.

"Your Majesty, good luck." Jing Qingran's voice was not weak, but it was not particularly powerful either.

Jun Ting looked at her, and after a while, a faint voice came out of his mouth: "Excuse me."

Jing Qingran pouted, then straightened up.

Jing Qingran looked up at him, looked at him for a while, and then said, "I didn't touch your things."

At that time, the emperor said, don't mess with his things.

But now, the emperor has not told her about this matter.

Jing Qingran told him that she didn't touch his things.

"I'll ask you one last time..." Jing Qingran looked at him, raised her eyes to look at him, feeling really wronged in her heart.

"Who is the woman in that painting?" She asked him.

Jing Qingran asked him this question a long time ago, but he didn't answer Jing Qingran, or in other words, he didn't really answer Jing Qingran.

When I asked him for the first time, Jing Qingran was not pregnant yet.

Now, ask him again, their children are all born, and now the children are four or five months old.

"I don't know." He answered her lightly.

This question almost made Jing Qingran suffocate!
It's hard to breathe, and it hurts to breathe.

How can you say you don't know this man?
Jing Qingran looked at him, and tears welled up in her clear almond eyes.

Enduring it, I didn't let more tears accumulate, and I didn't let the tears flow down.

The next moment, she seemed to be smiling.

Ah!
"It doesn't matter if you don't know her, but you draw a girl on paper. If you know this girl, they will think you have a crush on her." Jing Qingran said flatly.

"If you don't know each other, others won't think that you are secretly in love with a girl, and there won't be any girl who is so unlucky that you draw it on paper." Jing Qingran said.

Hearing what she said, Jun Ting looked at her with an uneasy expression, and there was a coldness between his brows and eyes.

(End of this chapter)