The prince is so rogue: the goddess doctor

Chapter 138 Hidden Dragon Crouching Tiger!

And very rudely on the pen stand, picking up the brushes one by one, with a disdainful expression on his face at any time.

"stop--"

Looking at her, Long Gu finally couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly stopped her.

He grew up in Winterspring Valley since he was a child, and the only woman he has been facing is his wife.

And Shi Niang is a girl from that kind of aristocratic family, even when she walks, she is extremely graceful, and even more so, she has an extraordinary temperament.

Where, like this person in front of him, is really... unbearably rude!
"I come--"

He was really afraid that she would damage the master's inkstone. This is very precious, and even if you have money, it is very difficult to buy it now.

Yaocao looked at him with an extremely angry expression on her face, she lowered her head and couldn't help smiling.

This way, just like a child!
A child, sometimes arrogant, sometimes pretending to be deep, is very annoying!

Seeing that he was done, Yaocao chose a brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write.

Fortunately, in her previous life, she was a genius. After learning calligraphy for a few days, she was able to achieve some success.

He is also born with a good memory, and the Poison Sutra is firmly memorized in his mind, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with!

Keel helped her grind the ink while looking at her.

I saw her writing flamboyantly on the paper.

Although the writing is fast, the handwriting is delicate.

I don’t know yet, am I right~!

Keel curled his lips. Even so, his impression of her was really bad.

In this way, Yaocao has been writing since the sun rose three poles until the sunset fell, before finishing.

Just then, he threw down the pen and stretched.

Although, it is very tiring, but during this period, I also played around with this little guy, haha~
Yaocao glanced at it with a smile, and picked up the writing brush in distress, washing the keel carefully.

At noon, the little guy didn't give her food, she just threw a pen on the ground symbolically, and he immediately compromised.

Before leaving, he told her not to mess with it as if he was guarding against thieves.

In fact, it's helpless to think about it, but now she is still under the control of a child. . . .

After a while, the paper was air-dried, and the Yaocao was put together page by page, and it was revised with a needle and thread on one side.

In no time, a book is all it takes.

On the writing, Yaocao wrote the words "Poison Classic" in cursive, and drew a plum blossom on the side with cinnabar on a whim.

After finishing, she took the book, looked at it, and then threw it aside in satisfaction.

And the poor little keel seems to be used to it, maybe he can't bear Yaocao's randomness and messiness.

When she finished using the pen, he took it and washed it, and hung it up to dry.

He picked up the needle and thread she used up and put it away! !
Yaocao couldn't help but find it funny when she saw how busy he was.

For some reason, she now has a feeling that she is from a third-rate school, and Keel is from a college.

It's really pitiful, at such a young age, with this appearance, there is no childlike innocence.

It's really not fun~~
Yaocao looked at his chubby cheeks with anger, and couldn't help but want to reach out and squeeze them.

Who knows, my hand has just been stretched out in front of him, and it hasn't touched his face yet.

I saw, suddenly, the keel receded.

The speed was so fast that Yaocao felt that her hair was blown flying.

(End of this chapter)