Cheng Jin put down her glass: She didn't say anything, but I guess, she is training the next bridge master.

Wei Mu raised an eyebrow.

Cheng Jin looked at her and asked: But why not you.

Weimu leaned closer: My mother always thought that I was not talented enough. Although I was preparing for it, once she had a better and more suitable candidate, she would definitely abandon me as soon as possible.Weimu smiled at Cheng Jin: Do you think I am pitiful?

Cheng Jin faintly: It's okay, who made you incapable.

Not admired:

The conversation was very brief. Cheng Jin didn't seem like a person who likes to chat. He didn't ask why he was in this room, and he didn't ask whether Weimu picked her up at that time. She has time to ask, or she doesn't think it's important, and she won't spend too much time.

In this way, the obvious Weimu and her became a sharp contrast.

The owner of the bridge arranged a room for her. So far, she is the only one who has passed the test, and her daily schedule is full. The owner of the bridge occasionally takes her to meet some people, but never asks her if she is willing. dislike.

But obviously, even though Cheng Jin didn't say anything, Tu Zhiyu could tell from her face that she was not willing.

Wei Mu also saw this.

She often follows Cheng Jin when she finds an opportunity, and follows her mother through the back door, often following her, and occasionally talking to her in her spare time.

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

One afternoon, Cheng Jin finally had free time to study the clothes he had just brought back from the folks in his room.

Not long after, Weimu came to look for her.

When she opened the door, she saw clothes hanging all over the room. Weimu knew that Cheng Jin had two major characteristics, one was that he loved sweets and the other was that he loved beauty.

She smiled and put the candies she had just cheated from other little devils on the table, and said: so many, where did they come from.

Cheng Jin unceremoniously took a candy and threw it into his mouth: I bought it.

Wei Mu smiled: Can I have one?Perhaps because she was worried that Cheng Jin would refuse, she pointed to the candy on the table and said: I'll exchange this with you.

Cheng Jin didn't care, so he pulled the chair and made it down, as if picking at random.

Weimu walked around the room several times, and valued a skirt in the corner. This skirt was actually not very special, but she saw another similar skirt next to this skirt. Maybe she wanted this one. Wear another and they'll look good together.

this one.Weimu pointed at the dress and looked at Cheng Jin: I like this one.

Cheng Jin hummed and signaled with her eyes that she could take it away.

Weimu took off the skirt with a smile, pointed to the other one and asked: Then this one, when do you wear it, we can make an appointment together.

This kind of hint is actually very obvious, no, this year, she has hinted at Cheng Jin more or less, but she still doesn't understand.

Weimu couldn't tell whether she was pretending or real.

Sure enough, Cheng Jin glanced at the similar dress, and said flatly: I won't wear it if you wear it, I don't like bumping shirts.

Not admired:

She licked her lips, sat down next to Cheng Jin, poured herself a cup of tea, looked at her, suddenly thought of something, and asked: Do you not like being a bridge master?

Cheng Jin showed no expression: It's okay.

Weimu pursed her lips: How about you talk to my mother.

Cheng Jin looked up at her: Why did you say that?

Weimu: Say you don’t want to.

Cheng Jin: The feeling of not wanting is not very strong, and it is not impossible to act.

Weimu thought for a while, looked at the door, moved closer and asked: Did your mother do you a favor?Like saving your life?

Cheng Jin shook his head.

Weimu: Saved your family's life?

Cheng Jin shook his head.

Weimu still wanted to say something, but Cheng Jin suddenly smiled: It's just that I feel bored, I can live so long, I have to do something, I was quite confused when your mother came to me, although the Lord has a great responsibility, listen to me It looks like fun.

Weimu was dumbfounded.

Cheng Jin continued: Before the next interesting thing comes, I can still accept it.

These words overturned all Weimu's previous conjectures, but she seemed to be possessed, and felt that Cheng Jin's words were particularly attractive.

Maybe it's because she likes her, everything she says is right.

Weimu laughed, took another sip of tea, bit the cup after drinking, looked up at Cheng Jin, and said weakly: I mean, if, if you don't want to do it one day, you can let me do it , although I am not capable enough, but after all, the blood of the bridge master of the Gou clan flows.

She didn't want to embarrass Cheng Jin at all. Just thinking about the things about her mother made people feel hard.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Cheng Jin laughed instead, and said to Weimu: You seem to be, you can't.

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