Don't run away, lady: pick up a witch to farm

Chapter 313
Thinking about it, Yaoyun really wanted to record it as quickly as before, but since she was pregnant, she hadn't brought those things that she used to carry with her for a long time.

I can only think that the feeling of not being able to write it down is really bad. By the way, it seems that everything is stored in the cage of the room.

I have been lying down for five days, Dadi, here I come!Yaoyun lifted the quilt, and quickly turned his feet down, and when he was about to touch the embroidered shoes, the door creaked.

Without even thinking about it, Yaoyun quickly withdrew his foot, pulled the quilt over to cover himself, coughed twice, his cheeks were flushed, and he felt a little guilty.

Well, it was true that he was almost discovered when he just wanted to do something bad. Fortunately, it was covered by a big screen so no one could see him, otherwise he would be ashamed and humiliated.

It's just, dear earth, how much I want to feel your existence down-to-earth, my poor shoes, how much I want you to play your role, but it's a pity that I was interrupted.

No matter who it is, Yao Yun has already tortured him countless times in circles in his heart.

"Yun'er, did you stay in bed just now?" Feng Qingchen heard the sound inside when she pushed the door open, but she was blocked by the screen and couldn't see clearly.

When entering the room, seeing Yaoyun's jade feet protruding from the quilt, and the dangling tent, Feng Qingchen could guess that Yaoyun wanted to get up before, but he pushed the door and walked in. It stopped the movement of Yaoyun.

"I, me, me, how can I have it? It's because no one of you is here. I want to get something out and use it. When I see no one, I want it urgently. I just got up. What's more, when I heard that someone was coming, I Then I ironed it back again, besides, I didn’t even touch my shoes, it’s all your fault, go and get me my notebook and my charcoal pencil.” Yao Yunzhuang He said boldly and preposterously, and as he spoke, he also felt that he was right.

That's not it, but I haven't even touched my shoes, so how can I count as being off the ground?

Feng Qingchen shook her head helplessly, Yun'er was really embarrassed to say it, but Yun'er really wanted to marry that book and ink brush, Feng Qingchen pulled the quilt for Yaoyun and gave Yaoyun's feet After covering it up, he turned around to look for what Yaoyun needed.

"Yun'er, what do you need a book for?" Feng Qingchen asked curiously.

I used to be with Yaoyun before, and Feng Qingchen was not uncommon in this book. Whenever Yaoyun suddenly thought of something, he would quickly record it for future use. But now, Yuner is still confinement, thinking about it Too much is not good for the body.

"Hehe, I have some ideas and I want to remember them. Well, you go and call Axing Liner and the others over for me, and bring me food by the way, and I will talk to you later." Yao Yun happily took it. The notebook and pen that Feng Qingchen handed over.

"Well, um, don't think too much, just tell us if you have any ideas, let us do it, those details, etc., we will ask you if we don't understand, if you think too much now, you will have a headache later." Feng Qingchen enjoined softly.

"I see, you go and go, you're nagging, just like an old woman." Yao Yun said angrily.

(End of this chapter)