I'm really not an old sword

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After thinking for a long time, Misaya still couldn't think of who it was. Any man who met the above conditions and could catch her mother's eye was either extremely incompetent or had a problem with his brain. She felt tired of thinking and yawned.

"who is it?"

"My name is Lin Qingsu."

"he?"

Misaya's expression immediately became extremely strange.

She still remembered the man who had teased her in public a few days ago. Moreover, he was known as the most useless magic apprentice in the history of the Clock Tower - even worse than Weber back then.

"Yes."

"trouble."

The maid said that his mother asked him to prepare.

But when she heard who was coming, Misaya lost interest.

After a quick wash and a change of clothes, he left the bedroom.

"I was really shocked last night. It turns out that he is really your classmate."

"Yes, the demon dogs were so scared when they saw him that they dared not move. This was the first time I saw him, and I thought he was some vicious guy."

From time to time, the maids' whispered conversations could be heard from the corner.

Linglongguan Misaya raised an eyebrow.

Can it scare the demon dog?

interesting.

Suddenly, the sound of swords swinging reached her ears, and Misaya withdrew her thoughts and looked out the window.

A young man was facing the dense forest, swinging his sword continuously.

It seems like he is doing "Suzhen"?

She didn't know much about swordsmanship, but it was a bit funny to see him sweating profusely but still swinging the sword.

With the corners of her mouth slightly raised, the girl stood at the window with her arms folded, watching the funny scene that looked more like a samurai than a magician.

One sword, two swords, ten swords...

I have gradually stopped counting how many times he has swung the sword. Each swing is very sharp and standard, like a mechanical movement carved out of a mold, which is quite entertaining.

"Miss? Miss?"

It wasn't until she heard the maid's questioning voice that Misaya suddenly came back to her senses.

She glanced at the maid in front of the corridor who was half-bending and looking at her in confusion, and then looked at Lin Qingsu who was still seriously swinging the sword in front of the window. Her profile was particularly focused and covered in sweat in the sunlight.

"How long have I been standing here?"

"five minutes."

"five minutes?"

Misaya from Linglong Pavilion looked out the window again. The man stopped swinging his sword, and his tired face was filled with the smile that she hated the most.

Here it comes, that smile again, exactly the same as that swordsman's.

As she thought about it, the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously, and her icy tone rose slightly.

"It doesn't seem so boring after all."

The maid looked at Misaya in confusion as she suddenly turned around and walked back in the direction she came from.

"Miss? Where are you going?"

"Wash and change clothes."

......

"Come alive!"

After taking a cold shower, Lin Qingsu felt refreshed.

The morning, which was apparently no different from any other, suddenly became extremely bright.

Although my body was tired, I was full of energy, my steps were light, and I was in a good mood. Even watching the birds flying in the sky seemed to be a happy thing, and I wanted to say hello.

If we don't talk about embarrassing things like "My arms were so weak that I needed the maid's help to wipe myself."

"Mr. Lin, this way."

Following the maid's instructions, Lin Qingsu arrived at the restaurant.

The restaurant of Linglongguan is as luxurious and grand as the villa standing in the forest.

It was like a banquet hall, with a long table covered with white cloth and exquisite flower arrangements on it. The subtle fragrance emanating from the table made me feel as if my appetite had improved.

Linglongguan's mother and Linglongguan Misaya have already sat down.

Linglongguan's mother sat at the end of the long table, the head of the family, while Linglongguan Misaya sat on her left.

There was an empty chair opposite Misaya.

The beautiful woman was still wearing a figure-hugging kimono, with her hands on her legs, looking dignified and elegant.

At this time, his classmates were looking at him with interest, with their arms folded and their legs crossed.

She was wearing a red home-style mini dress, the V-neckline highlighted her plump upper body, and the hip-hugging mini dress barely covered one-third of her thighs, revealing her plump and white figure.

"Mr. Lin is here, please sit down."

Linglongguan's mother showed the same enthusiasm as last night.

Lin Qingsu sat on the chair prepared for him.

As the white-haired maids brought breakfast one after another, he ate while chatting with Linglong Pavilion's mother.

"How many people are there in Lin Jun's family?"

"It's just me and my adoptive mother."

"What are you going to do after graduation?"

"I haven't decided yet. I might not be a magician, or I might continue doing this."

"..."

Anyway, it's a very common problem.

But Lin Qingsu was still worried.

Linglong Pavilion's mother was too enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that he found it unbelievable.

Perhaps it was because of the "simulator" that he had the illusion that there were always villains trying to harm him these days, and he was overly vigilant.

But as the saying goes.

When things are abnormal, there must be something wrong, so we must always be on guard against others.

When you are out, it is always a good idea to be at least a little bit cautious. Of course, with Mary at home, you have to be extra vigilant.

No? Why do I suddenly feel so tired of living?

Destroy it.

"Mr. Lin."

There was a hint of struggle on the beautiful woman's charming and dignified face. She took a deep breath as if she had made up her mind. Looking at him, an embarrassed look appeared in her beautiful eyes.

Lin Qingsu put down the spoon and looked at her.

Linglong Pavilion's mother's sudden formal tone and appearance made him feel relieved.

The real drama is here.

The next step is probably to bring up something you want his help with.

This is right!

Unwarranted kindness is more disturbing than unwarranted hatred.

You help me and I help you, isn't that good? Why did you make it so scary before?

Lin Qingsu had prepared herself mentally last night.

No matter what the other party said, he would treat it with a normal attitude, and if it was something reasonable that he could do, he would not mind helping the beautiful woman who helped him shelter from the rain last night for free.

"I like you."

‘Click! ’

The chopsticks in Lin Qingsu's hand fell to the ground.

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Chapter 50: What about mother?

Lin Qingsu looked at Linglongguan’s mother, um, Linglongguan Qingyue.

She has a great figure, and even under the loose kimono you can still vaguely see her plump figure. She is only slightly older than Misaya.

Not to mention her appearance, she is about 70% similar to Misaya.

Time has not left any traces on her face. She does not look like Misaya's mother, but rather like a sister who is seven or eight years older than her. Because she got married early, she exudes the dignity, elegance and charm of a woman.

To be honest, Lin Qingsu doesn't mind married women.

No, although she didn't want to admit it, Lin Qingsu admitted that she had always had a stronger interest in topics such as "wife" and "married woman".

Lin Qingsu subconsciously glanced at Linglong Pavilion's Misaya.

The girl has finished eating.

She was leaning her face on the ground with a cup of hot milk in her right hand, looking at him, her rosy lips slightly raised, and the interest in her red eyes became more and more intense.

What is going on with this family?

"Ma'am, what were you talking about?"

"I said I like you."

Strange, could it be because I got up too early and exercised too hard?

Why do I feel so dizzy?

A maid walked over to him, squatted down, picked up the chopsticks and replaced them with a new pair.

But Lin Qingsu didn't dare to look at her.

He was afraid of seeing something that would have a huge impact on his outlook on life.

On a rainy night, he got lost and was taken in by the owner of a villa. The owner was a beautiful widow with a daughter and a beautiful maid.

Have I traveled to a "brothel"?

Lin Qingsu held the table with one hand and her forehead with the other.

"so?"