I'm really not an old sword

Does she really not understand?

Not to mention the development of modern information, normal junior high school students have already read a lot of information, and some have even tasted the forbidden fruit.

In ancient times, common people got married and had children at the age of thirteen or fourteen.

Even the nobles would hire special people to teach the young ladies the relevant knowledge.

Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen pigs run.

Although it was the first time, Lin Qingsu had never met anyone who really knew nothing about this kind of thing.

However, looking at the innocence in Joan of Arc's eyes, Lin Qingsu realized that she really didn't understand.

In an instant, that touch of innocence seemed to be poured into a sea of fire like gasoline, and Lin Qingsu couldn't help but use more force in his arms around her slender waist.

"Mr. Lin?"

An instinctive panic appeared in the blond girl's blurry eyes.

Even if she doesn't understand anything.

But her intuition told her that if nothing unexpected happened, according to the development of the plot, she would most likely be about to experience something very important in her life, completely lose something and evolve into another identity.

His limp body struggled subconsciously, using a strength that even a child couldn't break free from.

Lin Qingsu suddenly understood those outrageous and domineering CEOs.

He also wanted to say to Joan of Arc, "Woman, you are playing with fire."

If he didn't know Joan of Arc's personality, he would have thought that the person in his arms was Merry or Tamamonomae, who was deliberately pretending to be innocent and flirting with him.

Even the Oscars couldn't stop her acting skills.

However, looking at those misty eyes, Lin Qingsu still forced herself to suppress the desire in her heart.

Fucking a fool is against the law.

Of course, more importantly, as a battle-hardened man and a person who has gotten rid of vulgar tastes, Lin Qingsu has already passed the stage where his first thought when he saw a woman was to trick her into bed.

The process is more important.

"I've cut the vegetables, now it's time to cook."

For some reason, the fear and confusion in Joan of Arc's heart quickly turned into a deep sense of unwillingness.

I don’t feel like cooking right now.

Why was there such a thing happening? Where did the fear, confusion, and unwillingness come from? But Leticia had the same emotions as her, and the sum of the two was far greater than one plus one equals two.

Jeanne could only bite her teeth lightly and hum softly in response.

Under the guidance of Lin Qingsu.

Poor Joan of Arc seemed to understand but not quite, and started making a midnight snack that she was destined to forget the process.

Chapter 14: The Concealment is Poisonous

The next day, early in the morning.

Lin Qingsu had just finished running and was repeating Su Zhen in the garden.

"Good morning~"

The woman's voice was charming and lazy, as if she had just woken up.

'Shuh! '

Lin Qingsu dropped the sword and put it back into the sheath. He turned his head and saw the blonde girl he had just seen yesterday leaning against the courtyard door.

She held her chest with one hand, making the towering breasts look even more plump.

She tilted her head slightly, opened her cherry lips slightly, covered her face with her hands and yawned, as if she had not woken up yet.

Seeing Lin Qingsu coming, she immediately smiled and waved.

"meet again."

Can't wait for just one day?

With a hint of just the right amount of surprise in her eyes, Lin Qingsu nodded as a response: "Nice to meet you again."

"Are you practicing swordsmanship? Is that Eastern Kung Fu?"

“Just working out.”

"My name is Lita."

Rita was not discouraged at all by Lin Qingsu's coldness.

She pointed to the house across the street and said, "That's where my house is."

"What a coincidence."

"Yeah, I saw you running when I got up this morning and was drawing the curtains. You gave me a big scare."

"I dreamt about you last night."

Rita's tone was seductive, her eyes were charming, and she almost said, "Do you want to do what I dreamed about with me tonight?"

As for what the dream is about...

"Then you probably didn't sleep well."

"Yeah, the bed was wet when I woke up this morning."

Lita pouted and said, "I was planning to go take a shower, but when I saw you, I was so excited that I ran out without even wearing any underwear."

She pinched the skirt in front of her with two fingers, lifting it up and letting it fall naturally from time to time.

"Then you have to wash it quickly. Girls are more likely to get sick."

Rita's expression froze, and she looked a little annoyed.

I'm almost naked and you're saying this to me?

Are you a gynecologist?

But, interesting.

"Brother, why don't you invite me in for breakfast? As a new neighbor."

"The door is unlocked."

Watching Lin Qingsu turn around and enter the room, Rita's smile became more and more charming. She stood up with her arms around her chest, gently pushed the door open, walked into the room along the white stone path.

The kitchen was bustling with activity, and there was only a white-haired girl sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Just then, a blonde girl in an apron came out of the kitchen.

Lita asked directly: "Where is he?"

"If you're not exercising outside, you should go back to the bedroom and take a shower."

Jeanne replied subconsciously, then continued to ask, "Who are you?"

"I'm the neighbor who moved across the street yesterday..."

When Lin Qingsu came downstairs, Rita was already sitting at the dining table waiting for breakfast.

Although Joan of Arc and others did not like this woman who suddenly broke in.

Toosaka Rin and Luvia were alert to the new 'enemy'.

Jeanne was the one who made her feel uncomfortable, and of course some of the reasons were the same as those of Tousaka Rin and the others.

But the other party said that he was invited by Lin Qingsu.

During the breakfast, Rita seemed to be at home, speaking and behaving as if she was the hostess of the house.

Toosaka Rin and Luvia wanted to confront this outsider several times.

However, every move of Rita was so elegant and full of aristocratic style that they couldn't find any way to gain an advantage. They could only eat their meal in silence after being held back several times when they wanted to say something.

As for Hanano Hishiri.

Except for the first few days when I came here and went downstairs to have breakfast obediently.

Ever since she got together with Lin Qingsu, she has completely returned to her original nature and never wakes up before noon.

......

For the next few days, both the True Ancestors and the people in the Clock Tower fell silent.

There was no movement under Assassin's surveillance.

Every morning, Rita Lei would come over to chat with Lin Qingsu while she was exercising, and then have breakfast with her.

During the day, he teaches Rin Tohsaka and Luvia fighting techniques.

In the evening, he returned to the third floor to discuss with Hanano Hishiri how to take a bath more efficiently, and late at night he went downstairs to teach Jeanne how to cook.

Seven days later.

"Welcome to my home."

"It's good that you just showed up. Why bring any gifts?"

Taking the red wine from Lin Qingsu's hand, Rita smiled and welcomed Lin Qingsu into the house.

Today, after breakfast as usual, she invited Lin Qingsu to her house for dinner in the evening.

"Are you alone?"

"Do you like crowds?"

Rita was wearing a bright red backless evening gown, and her deep cleavage was dazzling.

She didn't answer, but just smiled ambiguously, then turned around and said, "Follow me."

There were only two ribbons tied at the back, revealing the smooth back completely, with only the long golden hair hanging loose to slightly cover it.

The red skirt is like a red butterfly dancing among flowers in the dark night.

Her plump hips held the dress tightly, and every step she took caused her hip to sway.

......

The rooms are furnished in traditional Roman style.

The windows were covered with thick curtains.

Two people sat opposite each other at a long white table. In the center of the table stood a red candle emitting an ambiguous glow.

The crimson wine slowly poured into the goblet along the wall of the glass, emitting a deep luster under the yellowish candlelight.

"cheers."

Rita raised her glass to Lin Qingsu who was sitting opposite her.

"cheers."

Seeing Lin Qingsu raise the glass to drink, Rita elegantly picked up the glass and drank the wine.

......

After half an hour.

third floor.

Artluqi lay lazily on the lazy sofa.

Holding a book in hand.

However, her eyes had not been on the book for a long time.

Listening to Rita's pleasant yet extremely soft voice downstairs, which she had never heard before.

She just felt it was ridiculous.

Having lived for thousands of years, and even if she had never eaten pork, she had seen pigs run, so she naturally knew what that meant.