Youth Idol Drama: Domineering, Broad and Young Chase Love
Chapter 283 A Good Man Doesn’t Fight a Woman
Chapter 283 A Good Man Doesn’t Fight a Woman (1)
Two: A big man with an open mind can't argue with women during the day and mosquitoes at night. Even if the mosquitoes are around, they don't need to be slapped to death.If it's a man, you strip off and accept the test of mosquitoes.Be a charitable person, donate blood to small animals for free, save hungry creatures with your love, and avoid donating blood to blood collection stations, and worry about being resold by unscrupulous people.
Hua Xiangrong watched and laughed until tears flowed out.
Hehe, it really makes sense, it makes sense.
Hua Xiangrong didn't expect Song Xiaofei to have a lot of interests and hobbies.
Besides singing, playing the piano, and playing tennis, Song Xiaofei also likes calligraphy. He just took that so-called writing brush—er, that kind of miniature broom.Dip it in ink, hold it in a strange way, anyway, it's not the way Hua Xiangrong usually holds a pen, and then scribbles and draws on a piece of paper, At this time, those flamboyant and abstract fonts appeared on the paper.
Song Xiaofei said: "This is calligraphy."
Hua Xiangrong blinked her eyes: "Calligraphy?"
Song Xiaofei said: "Yeah." He asked: "Hua Xiangrong, can you?"
Hua Xiangrong saw that he had been scribbling freely and freely for most of the day, his movements were graceful, and his posture was not ugly. With his head straight, he straightened his chest and replied loudly, "Of course!"
Song Xiaofei looked at her with a half-smile: "I really will."
Hmph, he underestimated her too.
Hua Xiang couldn't tolerate him, and a miniature broom—no, no, no, it's not a miniature broom, it's too amateurish to call a miniature broom, it should be said that it's a writing brush.Hua Xiangrong snatched the writing brush from Song Xiaofei's hand, dipped it in the ink, and wrote three characters on the paper with great force as usual with a pen.
Haha, this writing brush is really hard to hold, and it's not easy to write. No wonder that guy Song Xiaofei is so proud of writing a few words.
Song Xiaofei moved his head closer, stared and asked, "Huh? What's this word?"
(End of this chapter)
Two: A big man with an open mind can't argue with women during the day and mosquitoes at night. Even if the mosquitoes are around, they don't need to be slapped to death.If it's a man, you strip off and accept the test of mosquitoes.Be a charitable person, donate blood to small animals for free, save hungry creatures with your love, and avoid donating blood to blood collection stations, and worry about being resold by unscrupulous people.
Hua Xiangrong watched and laughed until tears flowed out.
Hehe, it really makes sense, it makes sense.
Hua Xiangrong didn't expect Song Xiaofei to have a lot of interests and hobbies.
Besides singing, playing the piano, and playing tennis, Song Xiaofei also likes calligraphy. He just took that so-called writing brush—er, that kind of miniature broom.Dip it in ink, hold it in a strange way, anyway, it's not the way Hua Xiangrong usually holds a pen, and then scribbles and draws on a piece of paper, At this time, those flamboyant and abstract fonts appeared on the paper.
Song Xiaofei said: "This is calligraphy."
Hua Xiangrong blinked her eyes: "Calligraphy?"
Song Xiaofei said: "Yeah." He asked: "Hua Xiangrong, can you?"
Hua Xiangrong saw that he had been scribbling freely and freely for most of the day, his movements were graceful, and his posture was not ugly. With his head straight, he straightened his chest and replied loudly, "Of course!"
Song Xiaofei looked at her with a half-smile: "I really will."
Hmph, he underestimated her too.
Hua Xiang couldn't tolerate him, and a miniature broom—no, no, no, it's not a miniature broom, it's too amateurish to call a miniature broom, it should be said that it's a writing brush.Hua Xiangrong snatched the writing brush from Song Xiaofei's hand, dipped it in the ink, and wrote three characters on the paper with great force as usual with a pen.
Haha, this writing brush is really hard to hold, and it's not easy to write. No wonder that guy Song Xiaofei is so proud of writing a few words.
Song Xiaofei moved his head closer, stared and asked, "Huh? What's this word?"
(End of this chapter)
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