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Chapter 402 Love Poetry?

Fu Xuan frowned slightly, and stretched out his hand to pull out the paper.

It turned out to be a few pieces of letter paper, and each page of the letter paper had a poem——

Recalling Jun's heart is like the West River, flowing day and night without rest.

Chunxin does not spend a lot of time fighting for hair, every inch of lovesickness and an inch of gray.

Hatred is not as good as the tide has faith, lovesickness begins to feel that the sea is not deep.

Linglong dice An Hongdou, do you know if you have invested in Acacia?

What lovesickness, what red beans, what spring heart?Looking at the poems above, Fu Xuan's face became extremely cold, the letter paper in his hand was crumpled into a ball, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body.

"Emperor, Your Majesty." Li Deren, who was far away, saw him, and looked at him with fear and worry.

At the same moment, Song Shushu's voice came from outside the door.

"Fu Xuan," Song Shushu came over with a thick book in his arms after taking a shower, "Let me tell you, I made a super fun game recently."

Song Shushu took out a specially made bed desk from under the bed, put the books on it, two dice and a blueprint.

"You haven't played board games before, come here, and I will explain the rules to you."

"En." Fu Xuan stuffed the ball of paper into his sleeve without showing any trace, and sat opposite Song Shushu.

Li Deren even suspected that he was wrong just now with this rapid restraint of emotions.

At this moment, Li Deren's eyes just met Fu Xuan's.

With just one glance, Li Deren quickly shifted his gaze to his own toes. He had never seen such a terrifying gaze from the emperor.

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Song Shushu didn't notice anything unusual about Fu Xuan, but felt that Fu Xuan was not in a good mood when playing games.

"Don't you like this game?" Song Shushu approached and asked.

Fu Xuan fiddled with the dice with his fingertips, "I want to drink now."

what?
Song Shushu was taken aback for a moment, seeing a new small table beside the bed, which was filled with all kinds of wine.

Fu Xuan picked up a bottle and poured it directly into the mouth of the bottle.

"You... drink slowly." Song Shushu was taken aback by his posture, "Drinking like this is not good for your health."

Fu Xuan stopped and looked at her, "The book said, what should I drink?"

Song Shushu: "With some...peanuts?"

Fu Xuan smiled lightly to hide the emotion in his eyes, "Tomorrow is fine, I will go to the research institute with Shushu, okay?"

"Tomorrow...may be a little inconvenient." Song Shushu frowned slightly when he thought of Gu Chenxuan, "In a few days, the locomotive is about to be finished, I will take you to sit with me then."

How many days?
When Gu Chenxuan left?

Fu Xuan didn't want to believe that his book would fall in love with someone other than him, and preferred to assume that it was done deliberately to drive a wedge between them.But the love poem in his sleeve was like a thorn in his throat.

Fu Xuan took out a wine jug with a special shape, the milky white liquid inside exuded a milky aroma, "Would you like to try the book?"

"It smells so good." Song Shushu pointed, "What is this?"

"Kumumiss." Fu Xuan lowered his eyes to hide the look in his eyes, "The things that the Five Kingdoms pay tribute to, don't have the taste of alcohol, and are not intoxicating."

Song Shushu was a little greedy, and he completely forgot that the last time he said he was not intoxicated, it was Manyu wine, and after drinking he made a repeater all night.

"I'll just take a sip." Song Shushu chuckled, and took a sip from a small wine glass.

Sweet and sour taste, thick milk flavor, only a little bit of alcohol.

"It's really delicious!" Song Shushu chuckled.

Fu Xuan handed her the wine bottle, "Have some more?"

"A little more." Song Shushu nodded, this little bit is half of the bottle.

(End of this chapter)