Whoever you are, it's easy to get bored doing the same thing over and over again. It's like copying the same passage more than 200 times right now.

More than 200 times, I don't listen to much, and I can finish it casually, but it is not easy to really write.

Especially Wu Xianger, a lively and active woman, in the face of blank papers, can be said to be like sitting on pins and needles, and she is suffering.

At this time, the two women were very tacitly evenly divided, and one wrote more than 100 times. Miss Xiang'er has a big bag and writes with great interest, and when she first picked up the pen to write, her pretty face was full of indifference. also has the heart to talk and laugh with Yan Yunjiao. It looks very relaxed.

But as time passed, the amount of writing continued to accumulate, and the expression on the girl's face changed accordingly. When I wrote it ten times, I no longer laughed with Yan Yunjiao, and my pretty face was not relaxed.

When I wrote it twenty times, the smile on my pretty face faded a lot. By the time I wrote thirty articles, the smile on my pretty face had completely disappeared. When she wrote it forty times, Miss Xiang'er had a look of impatience on her face.

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I have been writing more than seventy times, and when I took a blank piece of paper, Miss Xiang'er's face was full of impatience, and her small mouth pursed up.

Yan Yunjiao complained to the side: "Sister Jiaojiao, it's obviously a very simple thing, why do I feel so difficult? No wonder the husband just said that it was not very easy, it turned out to be true,"

Complaining is complaining, but the jade hand that holds the pen stick does not stop, as the words start, a delicate font emerges, the voice falls, a paragraph is just written, the jade hand waves, and a blank paper falls.

Compared with Wu Xiang'er's out-of-the-box personality, Yan Yunjiao is much calmer, even if she feels that repeated writing is also boring, but she is not as absent-minded as Wu Xiang'er, and the speed of writing is not affected at all.

Hearing Wu Xiang'er's complaints, the dragon and phoenix danced in her hands, and she didn't forget to smile at her: "Sister Xiang'er, don't be impatient, otherwise it will backfire, and don't always look in the direction of your husband, what's the matter, do you still want to run to peek, or dance a show?"

"Where there is. Sister Jiaojiao, don't talk nonsense. Otherwise, the thin lover heard it and threw me aside again. Hearing this, Wu Xiang'er immediately shouted, but there was a flush on her pretty face, which looked like she didn't admit herself.

In order to cover up, Miss Xiang'er immediately changed the topic, looked at the two piles of written papers, and asked suspiciously: "Hey, Sister Jiaojiao, you are almost finished writing, why are you so fast?"

Yan Yunjiao quickly took a blank page of paper, and while continuing to write, she glanced at Wu Xiang'er, whose face was flushed, how could she not understand why this was very smart?

Hearing the inquiry, he smiled softly at her and explained softly: "Hey, Sister Xiang'er, the same writing, to tell the truth, my sister also feels bored, how can I beat someone."

No matter what, my sister will not be absent-minded, her face is full of impatience, her mind is calm, and she goes with the flow, which can have the effect of doing more with less, and I also know that my husband is impatient when he says it easily. ”

"Oh, Xiang'er knows," Wu Xiang'er immediately restrained her mentality, looked at Yan Yunjiao, and began to write like this. But after taking a blank page, his little mouth pouted involuntarily.

Yan Yunjiao looked at Wu Xiang'er's appearance, sighed, shook her head with a wry smile, reached out and took most of her pile of white paper, and said seriously: "Sister Xiang'er, sister will help you write a little, there is not much left, you have to be serious, don't be impatient, finish writing early." ”

"Hehe, it's better to be Sister Jiaojiao. Seeing that she didn't have much left, the impatience on Wu Xiang'er's pretty face instantly turned into a smile. The movements of the pen in his hand are much lighter.

Hearing Yan Yunjiao's words, he stood up proudly: "Obey the order and ensure the completion of the task." ”

"Wow, that's not small, it's so tempting to wear a loose fur coat, you can imagine. No wonder your husband loves you the most. ”

"Sister Jiaojiao, don't talk nonsense, my husband is the same to everyone, besides, I saw it just now, you are not much smaller than mine. ”

"Oh, you damn girl. ”

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

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A paragraph is written more than 200 times, even if it is a martial artist, the speed of writing is extremely fast, but it also has to be written word by word, plus drawing paper, a paragraph takes at least ten breaths of time.

Yan Yunjiao and Wu Xiang'er wrote for a quarter of an hour, and then they completed the task, they really tossed the two girls enough, they were not tired, they were just repeating one thing, which was very annoying and boring.

As soon as the two girls finished writing, they threw themselves into the luxurious three-person bed and sank themselves deep into the soft and comfortable bed.

Wu Xiang'er looked at Yan Yunjiao's beautiful and gorgeous pink dress, and then looked at the black fur coat that covered her body, her eyes flashed incomparably, and her jade hand couldn't help but gently rub the long skirt.

Quite envious: "Sister Jiaojiao, the skirt on your body is so beautiful, you are even more beautiful when you wear it, just like a fairy, and you return to your original appearance, I am afraid that there is no other place in the world, and it is difficult to find it anywhere else." ”

Seeing Wu Xiang'er's envious eyes, how could Yan Yunjiao not understand? The smile on her pretty face was charming, and she looked in the direction of the bathroom. Anger flashed in her beautiful eyes: "Sister Xiang'er, what's the use of being beautiful, my husband doesn't care if I'm beautiful or not, and he doesn't know."

Before, he said that if he chose one of us, he would not hesitate to abandon me and choose you, because you are more suitable for him. Therefore, the husband's feelings for you are deeper. ”

"Sister Jiaojiao, really?" Wu Xiang'er's eyes were full of brilliance.

"Of course it's true, can I still lie to you?" Yan Yun Jiaoyu tapped her head, and the light on her hand flashed, and there was an extra aqua blue dress.

"Wow, what a beautiful dress. Seeing the aqua blue dress appear out of thin air, Wu Xiang'er straightened up instantly, her eyes full of admiration.

Yan Yunjiao smiled lightly, and handed the long skirt in her hand to Wu Xiang'er: "Come, Sister Xiang'er, your figure is about the same as mine, if you don't dislike it, I'll give it to you, put it on and try it on." ”

"For me?" Wu Xiang'er looked at Yan Yunjiao, her beautiful eyes were a little incredulous.

"Hehe, of course. Yan Yunjiao responded with a smile, and seeing that Wu Xiang'er was still stunned on the spot, she pretended to be displeased and said: "Is my sister disdainful?" or dislike my sister, since this is the case, then..."

"Sister, there is no reason to take back what you send out. Wu Xiang'er snatched the long skirt with a lightning shot, hugged it tightly in her arms, looked at Yan Yunjiao, and her pretty face was full of gratitude: "Where, Xiang'er is just happy, how can she not look down on it? How dare you dislike my sister? This skirt is so beautiful, I like it so much, thank you sister." ”

Seeing Wu Xiang'er's excited appearance, Yan Yunjiao covered her mouth and chuckled: "Sister Xiang'er, it's just a skirt, it doesn't have to be like this." ”

Pointing to the skirt, he urged: "Come, Sister Xiang'er, put it on and try it on, see if it fits, and then let your husband make a comment." ”

"Uh-huh. Wu Xiang'er immediately threw off the fur coat, reached out and tore off the little vest three times and five by two, and was about to pull the little shorts again, Yan Yunjiao stretched out her hand to stop it.

At this time, Wu Shentian took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and black slacks with a vest revealed his burly body. On the arms, on the chest, the muscles are knotted, and they are even more strong.

Tidy up. Good clothes, just pushed out of the bathroom door, and saw this criminal scene, his eyes instantly widened, and he almost had a nosebleed.

And when Wu Xiang'er saw Wu Shentian, instead of shying away from it, she smiled sweetly at him, smiling very calmly, and her eyes were firm. Seeing Yan Yunjiao stretching out her hand to stop it, she also understood. didn't continue to pull the little shorts, picked up the skirt and skillfully put it on the body.

This aqua blue dress was already beautiful, and when Wu Xianger wore it at this time, it fit just right, covering her delicate figure just right.

The long black straight waist-length hair has a unique temperament. It doesn't look particularly hot, but it doesn't lose the charm of maturity. With that pure and sweet face, it has the beauty of a fairy out of the dust.

Compared with Yan Yunjiao in a red dress, it can be said that they have their own merits, and they are all rare beauties, and they can see the martial god's eyes blazing.

Feeling Ailang's gaze, Wu Xiang'er looked at herself for a while, turned around a few times elegantly, and asked Yan Yunjiao next to her: "Sister, how do I wear it?"

Yan Yunjiao looked Wu Xiang'er up and down for a while, and then praised with a smile: "Sister Xiang'er, it fits perfectly, this skirt seems to be specially tailored for you, just as beautiful as the fairy of the Heavenly Palace." ”

Wu Xiang'er was praised by Yan Yunjiao, and she was a lot more confident, and she moved lightly towards the stunned Martial God Tian, stood in front of him prettyly, and asked softly, "Husband, am I beautiful?"

Uh-huh! Beautiful. Martial God Tian immediately nodded in response. looked up and down, and exclaimed: "Xiang'er, you still look better in a skirt, after all, you are born with white skin and beautiful long legs, which is a natural advantage. ”

Hearing Wu Shentian praise her, Yan Yunjiao couldn't help but feel a little surprised in her heart, her beautiful eyes stared at him tightly, and a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes.

Wu Shentian sensed the resentment that Yan Yunjiao had thrown, reached out and grabbed Wu Xiang'er's slender waist, walked to the beautiful woman, and hugged her as well, and the two beauties were tightly held in their arms.

Wu Shentian looked at the two people in his arms, and a gentle voice sounded: "Well, the two of you have a slightly different temperament, Xiang'er is young and lively, delicate and dignified. It can be said that it is a fiery red rose, a white lily, who is more outstanding, the husband does not know, I only know that it is all mine, and they are the favorite of the husband in this life. ”

While speaking, Wu Shentian tasted the red lips of the two girls, and asked them with a smile: "Jiaojiao, Xiang'er, have you helped your husband finish writing." ”

"Hee-hee, of course it's done. Wu Xiang'er smiled very sweetly and movingly.

"Husband, are these for the more than two hundred martial artists downstairs?" Yan Yunjiao was very good, and she could guess anything.

Martial God Tian hugged the two girls, walked towards the desk next to him, and said softly: "I have two purposes for opening an auction house, one is to earn the elixir of the family sect, and our consumption is too great.

Second, this world is not simple, and there are many alien races in big places. If our family wants to live in peace, we must prepare in advance, and it is essential to develop our own power, so the manpower I need must be loyal and reliable. ”

"Oh, I see. The two women tapped their jade heads, and their beautiful eyes flashed with relief.

As he spoke, he came to the desk, picked up the two women's writing, looked at the words on the paper, and couldn't help but praise: "Good words, Xiang'er writes neatly, the handwriting is beautiful, and the pen is meticulous."

The delicate is even more distant, quiet and profound, and absolutely free of dirt. Even if it is written more than 200 times, the font is beautiful without diminishing. It's just that Jiaojiao writes more, isn't Xiang'er lazy?"

"Lak, my husband is so annoying, I'm not lazy. I'm a lively and active person, and I write slowly. Hearing this, Wu Xiang'er's eyes showed dissatisfaction, and she spit out her little pink tongue towards Martial God Heaven.

Miss Xiang'er didn't want to continue to discuss this matter, so she changed the topic: "Husband, what is the surprise you just told us?" As soon as these words came out, Yan Yunjiao's beautiful eyes were also full of expectation.