Quick wear: The male god sticks in my arms every night

Chapter 142 Xiao Jiaojiao, who madly criticizes the tyrant 35
"it is good!"

Right after Tang Mo'er finished reading this poem, there was no movement from the female guest side, but the male guest didn't know who it was, so he yelled first.

"It's really a good poem!"

"Good mood!"

"What a peach blossom and rain is falling."

Tang Mo'er blushed when she was praised. Of course, she was not shy, but a little proud.

It has always been like this, she is a time-traveling woman, and she has transmigrated into a novel she has read, and relying on her talent in the Chinese department, in this ancient time, she can naturally stir things up.

While she was proud, her eyes fell on Tang Sui again.

When she saw Tang Sui, she kept her head down and ate something.

No time to care about anything else.

It seems that her own poems are not as greedy as the crab in front of her in her eyes.

Tang Mo'er gritted her teeth for a while, and a thought came to her mind.

She smiled slightly, her black pupils looked at Tang Sui charmingly.

"I don't know if the imperial concubine has a taste for poetry?"

As soon as the voice fell, I didn't know who it was, so I couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

In the capital, who doesn't know that Tang Sui is like a straw bag.

Tang Mo'er wanted Tang Sui to compose poems at this time, didn't he stomp on the ground with Tang Sui's face on his face?
Therefore, at this time, there were quite a few people looking at Tang Mo'er with meaningful eyes.

At this time, Tang Mo'er also realized that the matter was not simple, and she seemed to have really done something wrong.

She bit the tip of her tongue and hurried to make amends.

"I also watched my sister stay in front of the emperor all the time, she must have learned a lot, that's why..."

After Tang Mo'er finished speaking, she sniffed aggrievedly.

"If my sister can't, it's okay."

Tang Sui felt his teeth itch when he saw her looking upright.

Originally, she gnawed crabs by herself, and she gnawed them vigorously, so she insisted on provoking herself.

That being the case, don't blame yourself for not giving her face.

Originally, the poems she wrote were basically the wisdom of the ancients. As a time-traveling woman, she secretly took them, and she was still complacent.

I really thought I was a great girl.

"It's okay, since Tang Mo'er mentioned it, why not, I'll just compose poems with you."

Tang Sui picked up the handkerchief beside him and wiped his hands lightly.

"Appreciate further details."

Tang Mo'er sneered again and again in his heart, and immediately felt that Tang Sui was a little clueless.

He had already stepped down the steps for her, yet he dared to bump into her to seek death.

Ah.

Then you can't blame yourself.

Tang Sui glanced at the flowers next to him, and said softly, "The green lotus leaves are tender, and the red apricot blossoms are delicate."

As soon as she finished speaking, the male guest outside the screen began to say hello again.

"It's really wonderful."

"Green pool, red brickwork, lotus leaves and apricot flowers, symmetrical in pairs...especially the one at the back, one is tender and the other is delicate."

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

On the female side, many people were stunned, as if they couldn't believe that Tang Sui wrote such a wonderful poem.

Compared to other people's astonishment, Tang Mo'er could only count it as shock.

What's going on, how could Tang Sui do it? ?
Could it be that she also traveled through time.

"Tang Moer, it's your turn."

Tang Sui raised his eyebrows slightly.

Tang Mo'er gritted his teeth, looking at Tang Sui's appearance, he seemed to want to compare himself with someone with a stronger reserve of poetry.

How could I lose to her as a top student in the Chinese department?

(End of this chapter)