Traveling through the immature concubine: Charming the world

Chapter 48 Comments (3)

"But you are rubbing against me, can I still fall asleep?" He smiled coldly, revealing a icy banter.

I lowered my head and looked, isn’t that right? My blue linen shirt was hanging on his lap, because the blue linen shirt was too big, I didn’t notice it myself. I pulled back the skirt and pouted knowingly.

"What do you think of these sixteen-character comments?" He scanned the inscription with his eyes and asked with a hint of meaning.

"You wrote it? It's ugly." I told the truth.

"I mean the inscription!" There was a hint of dissatisfaction on his face.

I read the inscription carefully again, and then sighed helplessly at him: "It knows me, but I don't know it..."

"You can't read?"

"If you are imprisoned in a dungeon from birth and you can read and write, you are a genius!" I said this with a little purpose, but seeing that his brows did not even frown, it seems that the Hongyi soldiers really told him My experience in the dungeon.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know it. This is my life when a master commented on it for me when I was born." He said lightly, with a hint of unwillingness between his brows.

I looked at him curiously, and then looked at the inscription: "This is your life? Then you just die."

"Your mouth is really bold..."

"Originally, how can anyone rely on criticism for a lifetime? It's ridiculous!" I contradicted him bluntly. Anyway, the result of being bold and terrible is death. I think I really have a bit of a fairy, even death It's as simple as eating in your mouth...

Hearing what I said, there was a touch of surprise and joy in his eyes, a little contradictory, his pupils like white mist were always looking at me, I met his eyes, and suddenly felt that blurred vision reflected in his pupils. Is it my face? I was so scared that I quickly closed my eyes. The atmosphere suddenly became extremely awkward. I wanted to leave and didn’t know how to speak. I just lowered my head and silently stared at the hemp shoes under my feet. The chirping of the lonely geese broke the silence, and I patted my clothes and stood up.

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