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Qin Zi'er didn't put down the pen immediately, she had a stick of incense for three poems, and it was enough to copy three poems with a stick of incense. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

It's just that her leisure and elegance look at others in the eyes of others, but she thinks that she can't compose poems at all, otherwise she has to make three poems, and she hasn't even started to write at this time, where is the time?

You must know that within one stick of incense, if she can't make three poems, she will lose.

King Su didn't need to write poems, he came today, just as a judge, since he learned that Qin Zi'er had drawn a lot to make three poems, he had been paying attention to her.

I don't know why, he was a little worried, and he was also depressed Qin Zi'er was so unlucky, so many people were worth drawing a poem, how could she just draw three.

Within a stick of incense, let alone Qin Zi'er, even if he is himself, it is not easy to make three poems. This novel is published on the mobile phone at the address of m.. hk

Now seeing that Qin Zi'er hasn't made a move yet, her eyebrows can't help frowning slightly, and the feeling in her heart is a little complicated, she can't say whether she is disappointed or worried, in short, she can't ignore her, and she still hopes that she can bring talents other than herself. After all, she is his fiancée, and he doesn't want to get out of the marriage if he can.

"Luo, do you think that girl Qin Zi'er can write a decent poem?"

King Liangjun's seat was originally separated from King Ding's by some distance, but he couldn't sit still, and after seeing that Qin Zi'er didn't put down the pen, he thought that she hadn't figured it out yet, so he ran to King Ding's to gossip.

King Ding glanced at King Liang Jun lightly, did not speak, and when the corner of his eye swept in front of Qin Zi'er, a flash of light flashed under his eyes. He couldn't detect the depth of this woman yet, but there was no doubt that she was definitely a clever little fox.

She actually dared to bet with Qin Mingzhu that she must be not low in terms of poetry, so he simply added another fire to her to see how much surprise she could bring him.

Now seeing her performance, King Ding feels that his decision is very wise, and she has not written now, which does not mean that she has no material in her head.

"Isn't there a preparation before you go to the poetry meeting? No matter how you look at this girl, it doesn't seem to be able to do it, and it's still three songs. But if she can make such a poem, even if she can't win the name, it won't be too embarrassing, if she can't compose a poem, then she really shouldn't come to participate in today's poetry meeting. ”

King Ding ignored him, and King Liang Jun could also talk to himself, staring at Qin Zi'er with a pair of peach blossom eyes, and almost ran to her side to urge her to write quickly.

"If you can't control your mouth, why don't you help you."

There was a mosquito buzzing in my ear, and it was really noisy.

King Liangjun was stunned for a moment, subconsciously covering his mouth with both hands, wanting to protest, touching King Ding's faint gaze, he could only endure what he wanted to say, he didn't want King Ding to help him close his mouth at all, especially in front of so many beauties.

But it feels terrible to be threatened, why is he so useless? I've been threatened by this kid since I was a child, and it works every time. I really hope that the day when he rolls over and oppresses him will come soon.

"Daydreams are just daydreams, and there will be no day when dreams come true."

King Liang Jun's face was pale, and he glared at King Ding angrily, couldn't he even dream? The reality is already very cruel, can't he fantasize about it in his dreams? This man is so hateful!