Chapter 86 You are not bad, but I am not good.

The gentle sea breeze ruffled not only Shen Qing's hair, but also her heart. Lu Jingxing's tender attack once again had an effect on her. He spoke several times to explain to her that he was not that bad. Okay? If you say good things about him, how can he force others to do something difficult for you, how can he be so angry that he wants to torture you to death?

But if you say he is bad, he didn't kill anyone, set fire, or do anything illegal. What's wrong with him? Lu Jingxing is a person who is hard to distinguish between good and bad. The Qinyuan servant also used this sentence when he evaluated Shen Qing. Now Shen Qing evaluates Lu Jingxing and applies this sentence to him.

Gusts of sea breeze blew in, messing up her hair. Lu Jingxing slowly let go of his hand and tucked the messed up hair behind her ears. His movements were gentle and his eyes were as gentle as if a deep sea was about to drown you.

Neither of them spoke a word, they could only hear the sound of the sea breeze and the waves. Shen Qing took a step back at the right time, leaving the range of Lu Jingxing's tentacles. He glanced sideways and cast his eyes towards the sea. The sea was calm, but as Lu Jingxing said, you don't know how the undercurrents are surging under the deep sea, or how those ferocious fish kill. The compatriots who use them to feed themselves don't know how terrifying they are.

The feet were still buried in the wet sand, and the sea water chased up and washed away the sand on the feet. Feeling another gaze, she looked back and was shocked.

Perhaps the old man had taken a lunch break, so he came out with the old lady and took a slow walk on the beach. When he saw the two of them there, he cast his gaze over, but was caught by Shen Qing.

Mr. Lu is so shrewd, he sees things through without telling them. Shen Qinggan was defeated. "Has grandpa been in the South China Sea since his retirement?" Shen Qing glanced at the old man and asked casually.

"No, I spent two years traveling abroad," he said. Thinking that Shen Qing was deliberately changing the subject, he answered lightly. Knowing the answer I want, I feel clear in my heart. Then she turned to look at him and said seriously, "Lu Jingxing, you're not bad, but I'm not bad either," I'm not worth your lifetime marriage. "Outsiders may only like your good qualities, but I'm different. I like you both good and bad," Lu Jingxing said with certainty, without any hint of surprise. "Go back! Go back and rest for a while," Lu Jingxing leaned over and picked up the flat shoes on the beach. Knowing that Shen Qing didn't want him to hold them, he didn't extend his hand, and the two entered the villa one after the other.

In the yard, there was a rockery. On the rockery, bamboo pieces were connected to release water. Shen Qing looked at the sand on his feet and looked at the drainage ditch. He stepped over to wash away the sand on his feet, but there was a sound beside him. Drinking softly, she stopped her movements. Looking back, she saw Lu Jingxing looking at her with a face full of pig liver, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

He has a headache. He should call Mrs. Lu sloppy! It should be said that she was informal. If I hadn't seen it, I'm afraid her feet would have stretched towards the drainage ditch.

Mr. Lu's mysophobia occurred again. Mrs. Lu's temples were beating so fast that she had a headache.

Unexpectedly, his wife was still blinking at him with big eyes, with a questioning look on her face.

He is mysophobic and she is slovenly. Who is going to treat whom?

Lu Jingxing thought that Shen Qing was sent by God to cure his mysophobia.

As expected, one thing is like another. The servants who serve Lu Jingxing in the Presidential Palace are all very cautious. Everything they use every day must be checked again and again. How could they know that their young lady is so informal. Mr. Lu is capable, but he has been surrendered, too? "Come in," Lu Jingxing's voice was low, his face was unhappy, and his words were filled with slight contempt.

Shen Qingsan retracted her feet and followed him into the house. She felt that it was nothing. It was originally a drainage ditch, and the water flowing down was clean.

On the contrary, Lu Jingxing couldn't stand it anymore. Is hesophobic? There's just something wrong with it.

"Feet," Lu Jingxing took off the shower head in the bathroom and motioned for her to stretch out her feet. She did as she was told, looking neither salty nor bland. "Mr. Shen, as the richest man in Jiangcheng, would allow his daughter to be so sloppy?" Lu Jingxing asked curiously after adjusting the water temperature to wash her feet. "I don't spend much time with him," Lu Jingxing mentioned Shen Feng, and she looked slightly unhappy.

Before the age of six, he lived with his mother, and after he was six, he lived with his grandfather. Shen Fenglin? We don't spend much time together.

Hearing that the tone of the person in front of him was not as steady as before, Mr. Lu stopped talking in time.

He stood up, pulled off a towel and handed it to her. He said, "I have something to discuss with my father and grandpa later. You can rest for a while, or go find Jinyan."

She responded lightly.

After Lu Jing walked, she found it easy to spend her time alone. She opened the room and faced the sea. She searched around the room and didn't find anything that she could use to kill time, so she simply stepped on it with bare feet. He landed on the floor and sunk into the wicker chair on the balcony, leaning on it and looking at the sparkling sea.

My thoughts have already flown to the sky.

Lu Jinyan's bedroom happened to be next to Lu Jingxing's. When he opened the balcony door and came out, he saw Shen Qing sitting on the balcony with her legs crossed, looking at the sea in a daze. It was obvious that her thoughts were not in her mind. After Lu Jinyan met Shen Qing for the first time, he thought several times, what did his iceberg brother see about her? appearance?

No, no, no, Lu Jingxing is not a lustful person.

Family background? In front of the Lu family, who dares to say that he is worthy of these two words?