The book, as if, as soon as I turned around, forgot about it.

Hua Qianshu couldn't bear to "live up" to the kindness of the night release, and he didn't dare to tell him that he almost threw it away in anger.

Nodding weakly: "I've seen it." ”

"Is there anything you don't understand?"

Hua Qianshu has always read books in a hurry, not seeking to understand, only reading a general storyline. But seeing him more seriously, lest he take the test again like the master, so he said nonsense: "The plot is a little obscure, and I only know a little about it." ”

Yefang seemed to have a clear idea in his heart, sighed at the end of his nose, a little helpless, and didn't poke it: "You go back and have a good life." ”

"Oh, yes. She deserves to be extraordinarily well-behaved, secretly entangled between his iceberg face and the ice bucket, wanting to slip, but reluctant to let go of the coolness and wood water here.

Yefang didn't seem to be able to find a suitable topic for a while, and said to Nunu on the table: "This is the account book of your workshop, and the money is marked in and out, can you check it?"

What will she do if she spends a thousand trees?

Yefang raised his hand and pointed to the table next to him: "There is an abacus there." ”

Neither will the abacus.

Wouldn't he have to pretend to be stubborn, how could he let him despise himself?

She picked up the two books, sat down at the table, and pretended to turn the first page, the abacus in her hand crackling.

This abacus is really like a sugar gourd, the red hawthorn is strung together, wrapped in a layer of crystal clear syrup, take a bite, suck, and your stomach seems to be hungry.

Sneaking a glance at the night, sitting upright, with a straight spine, lifting the pen, I don't know what is written in the dragon and phoenix. Occasionally, the tip of the pen is paused, a little thought, and then the ink jade inkstone is dipped in thick ink, the fingers are slender like jade, and the pen is heavy, all contain strong wind bones, a board and a glance, serious and upright.

What a good boy who sits and sits and stands.

I'm really ashamed of myself for the mud that can't support the wall.

She twisted her face and continued to study the rock sugar gourd.

Research and research, hungry will Zhou Gong go.

Zhou Gong held the chicken leg and gnawed on it, his mouth full of oil. She went up to grab it, and Zhou Gong's underbeaten face was replaced by Feng Chumad, and he was choked by the chicken leg and rolled his eyes.

She giggled triumphantly, like a hen that had just laid eggs, and then was woken up laughing by herself. Wiping his saliva, he hurriedly sat up straight, pretending that nothing had happened.

"Finished?" Yefang put down the pen in his hand and gently blew the ink on the paper.

There is a food box on the front desk, and the aroma is wanton.

Hua Qianshu pretended to stretch: "Finally finished reading, I'm tired to death." ”

Yefang barely held back a laugh: "Is there a difference?"

Hua Qianshu shook his head solemnly: "It's all right, it's all right." ”

The smile on Yefang's face was even more presumptuous, he stood up straight, walked up to her, looked down and looked at her casually, and said in surprise: "How can this steward be so careless that he actually took the wrong account book of another store." ”

Hua Qianshu was petrified in an instant, and there was nowhere to put an old face.

If he dared to say that he didn't mean it, she would dare to drink all this bucket of ice water with a thousand trees!

Ye Fang then said innocently: "He shouldn't have done it on purpose." ”

Hua Qianshu has nothing to say.

Night release: "In this way, I can only work hard for you to check it again in a while." Eat first. ”

Hua Qianshu glanced at the sky, the sun was still quite high, just past the afternoon, this is lunch or dinner?

It's not time, but it's time.

The Seven Emperor Uncles are gracious, what else is polite?

After lifting the food box at night, Hua Qianshu picked up the account book and abacus with his eyes, turned around and put it on the desk at night, and his eyes immediately straightened.

I was lazy to sleep, and I was not doing my job at night, he was secretly painting.

Draw on this ...... Coquette?

The girl's delicate and graceful figure, lazily lying on the desk, under the loose Luo skirt, revealing an exaggerated fluffy tail, lifted up and covered on the top of her head, but the tail end changed into a gorgeous phoenix tail, just right to embellish a long hair like ink. In the bun, two fluffy pointed ears and a charming fox face are playfully drilled out.

Half-human, half-fox.

It's clearly a fox's face, but you can vaguely see the charm and elegance of a girl, without any disobedience.

Especially the eyes, the phoenix eyes are slightly closed, the eyelashes are curled, and the tips of the eyes are like a craftsman's white sketch sketched at will.

And a red cherry hangs on the tip of the pointed nose, shining with a seductive shine, adding a touch of delicate and charming to this face, which makes people can't help but have the urge to pick.

The corners of its mouth slightly hooked up a satisfying arc in the dream, and with a light touch of cinnabar, it contrasted with the cherry, and it was impossible to distinguish which one was the cherry and which one was the flame pill lip.

It's just that the corners of this mouth are hanging on the ...... Feather?

Uh, it's a vixen who just stole ***.

How can this loose, mud-like posture become more and more familiar the more you look at it? It seems to be an abacus under its head?

Hua Qianshu turned his face to look at the table where he was settling accounts, then at the painting, and then at the night release that was already sitting in front of the table and looking at himself narrowly, gritting his teeth.

To have a seizure or not to have a seizure?

Isn't it unreasonable to take the initiative to sit down?

Someone didn't have the consciousness to be caught as a thief at all, so he calmly brought the food out of the food box: "How is this king's painting work?"

Hana Chiki grinds his teeth: "Excellent." ”

"Very well, in a moment I will have the butler take it and frame it, and hang it in the most conspicuous place. ”

Then he dragged out the end and looked at her with a burning look: "How?"

I want to tear it.

"I like it very much, I can't put it down, can Uncle Huang give it to me?"

"Yes. Ye Fang responded very cheerfully: "Anyway, I can paint again." ”

Hana Chiki decided to give up struggling. He didn't want to be blocked, so he guarded it.

It's just a goblin anyway.

The table was full of her favorite dishes, and the aroma was like a hook into her stomach.

She turned around and sat down, and Ye Fang had already stuffed a bowl of fragrant rice into her hand: "I heard that you are angry with this king, and you haven't eaten for two days." ”

It's true that I haven't eaten for two days, but if I'm angry with you, then the grass on my grave will be cut in two.

The corners of her lips twitched, and she laughed dryly: "How come? It's just that it's hot and I don't have an appetite." ”

"And now?"

As soon as I saw the prince, I immediately felt a little hungry. In order to prove that what she said was true, she lowered her head and pulled two mouthfuls of rice and devoured it.

Ye Fang said seriously: "Then you are lovesick, this king is your medicine guide, and when you see this king, you will heal yourself without medicine." ”

The two bites of rice were stuck in my throat.

"Ahem!"

The grains of rice almost flew out of their noses and eyes, choking on a big red face.

He's having another convulsion today? What kind of wind is this blowing?