Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 451 She Thinks He's Dirty
"So it's not a love poem."

Murong Jin said, there was a deep sense of regret in his voice.

Shen Jingshu frowned, and when Murong Jin lowered his arm, he snatched the booklet back as quickly as possible.

This black-hearted big bitch, if she touches him for a second longer, she will think his hands are dirty, and he will stain the booklet!
"I told you a long time ago that it wasn't a love poem, but you didn't believe it." She said angrily.

Murong Jin glanced at her annoyed little face, and there seemed to be a twinkle in her eyes.

"Who told you to hide it so tightly? If you cover it up, people will think that you are writing love poems to the seventh brother."

"However, since it's not a love poem, I'm really curious. What are you writing about? What is Zhu Bajie? Is it a person? Or something to eat?"

Hearing the last sentence, Shen Jingshu burst out laughing uncontrollably.

"Pfft! Haha! Your Royal Highness, you are so funny!"

Is Zhu Bajie something to eat?

God, who will save her?

She's dying laughing, okay?
Murong Jin looked at her trembling smile and frowned.

"What? Did the king say something wrong?"

"No! Really not!" She shook her head hurriedly, holding back her laughter until her stomach twitched.

Murong Jin seemed to be angry, stretched out his hand, and snatched the booklet she had just snatched back.

"Xiaoshu, you'd better tell me honestly what is written in your pamphlet. Otherwise, this pamphlet will be confiscated by me, and I will never return it to you."

"But please don't." She hurriedly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I've been writing for a long time, and my wrists are sore. Your Highness, you must not confiscate it."

"Then tell me the truth." Murong Jin said.

"Yes, but Your Highness, you have to allow me to rest for a while and drink some water."

After writing for so long and laughing for so long, her mouth was dry.

"Okay." Murong Jin looked easy to talk.

She returned to the table, poured another cup of hot tea and drank it, and sat down next to Murong Li.

Murong Jin slowly followed and sat down on the other side of her.

Murong Jin is so close to her, she rejects him from body to heart, but because of his means and strength, she can only suppress the rejection with all her strength.

"I wrote a story called Journey to the West. The story itself tells the story of an eminent monk who was grateful for the suffering of the world and decided to go to a foreign country to obtain Buddhist scriptures. The Zhu Bajie that His Highness saw just now is the disciple who was taken by the eminent monk during his study. .”

"So you were laughing at this just now." Murong Jin finally understood. "Xiaoben Wang said that people are food."

she smiled. "Actually, strictly speaking, His Highness is not wrong. Zhu Bajie is indeed eaten. After all, he was originally a pig."

In less than a quarter of an hour, Shen Jingshu briefly told the story of Journey to the West.

After hearing her story, Murong Jin smiled and said: "Wonderful, I never thought Xiaoshu would write such a wonderful story."

"Actually, I didn't write this. I also heard it from others." She didn't dare to brazenly say that she made up the story. She was afraid of offending the original author, the undead, who came from another time and space to settle accounts with her.

"Little book, don't be modest. If you want, you can write down your story completely. I can find someone to compile your story into a book and sell it on the market. I believe that your story will definitely It will be very popular."

"Oh! Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, but there is no need for it."

Writing stories to sell?She can't do such a tiring job.

(End of this chapter)