Wu Meiniang blinked, and her good-looking red lips continued to chew on the small dried fish, and only asked after going down.

"No problem, I don't know what the book is."

"A strange book called "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", the origin is very peculiar, so strange that if you ask me, I can't tell you."

Cheng Chubi, who has been deeply hurt by the awesome "Secret Books of His Majesty the Emperor of Da'an Palace", subconsciously wants to maintain a sense of mystery.

"Third Brother Cheng, ...... you" Wu Meiniang looked at Cheng Sanlang, who was talking serious nonsense, and rubbed her eyebrows helplessly.

Ming's eyes turned, and he smiled at Cheng Chubi, who had a very serious expression.

"Isn't that so mysterious that you can't tell me?"

Cheng Chubi's face was black, and he angrily reached out and grabbed two small pieces of dried fish at one time and put them into his mouth.

“…… I said Mei Niang, can you stop making trouble, I won't tell you the content, how do you copy it. ”

Wu Meiniang slowly put back the small dried fish she picked up in her hand, and her eyes were full of resentment and resentment.

glanced at Cheng Chubi and sighed faintly.

“…… Also, how can the little woman be able to get the trust of Cheng Sange, since you don't want to say it, how dare the little woman ask? ”

Seeing that Wu Meiniang suddenly became depressed, her eyes were gloomy and her expression was depressed.

Even if Cheng Chubi knew that this clever girl who was faster than a fox spirit was in disguise, he still couldn't see Wu Meiniang like this.

Especially seeing that the buns used to pretend to be fierce during this time to this girl are getting bigger and bigger.

Alas, this girl who loves beauty is extremely persistent, does she often have to go hungry every day for the sake of physical beauty.

Only in the dead of night, when no one pays attention to her, will she gobble up the buns.

Cheng Chubi showed mercy and decided to make up a white lie.

"Actually, I have a friend named Luo Guanzhong, who has ...... Well, in short, not in this world at the moment. ”

“？？？” Wu Meiniang looked at Cheng Chubi with a confused expression, and finally couldn't help but ask if your friend had passed away.

He left behind a strange book, called "Romance of the Three Kingdoms". I hope you can help me transcribe it. ”

"Well, I'd like to hear what the hell is wrong with this book."

Wu Meiniang smiled, ate two more small dried fish, clapped her hands and prepared pen, ink, paper, and inkstone to prepare for work.

Cheng Chubi looked at this beautiful girl who was thrifty, thought about it, and couldn't help but ask with concern.

"By the way, if you're hungry, I can bring you some food on weekdays."

"I'm not hungry, I'm quite full, but if Third Brother Cheng wants to bring me something delicious, of course I don't mind."

"Hmm...... Got it. Cheng Chubi showed a smile that was really unfathomable as I expected.

This girl was afraid that she was embarrassed to say that she was hungry directly, so she deliberately explained those two sentences.

However, as an excellent gentleman, Cheng Chubi naturally will not expose the true intentions of this grumpy beautiful girl.

Wu Meiniang looked at Third Brother Cheng with some suspicion, and always felt that this guy's smile was very improper, hmph, it's a shame that this girl specially praised you for being serious.

However, if Cheng Sange has always been very serious, should he be happy? Or should I be unhappy?

Wu Meiniang couldn't help but pouted a little tangled, lifted the pen, and after writing down the four big characters of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", she looked towards Cheng Chubi.

Seeing that Third Brother Cheng had already stood up, he stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes were far away, and he slowly exhaled and opened his voice.

“…… The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, the waves are sweeping away the heroes, and the success or failure is empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. How many things in ancient and modern times are ...... to laugh and talk about"

Cheng Chubi slowly finished his work, and was about to continue to say the first episode of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", when he lowered his head.

I saw Wu Meiniang looking at herself dumbfounded, the eyes that should have been bright and streamer, at this moment like two Wu hook swords.

Cheng felt a hot pain in his face, of course, these are not the point.

The point is that this woman just smiled and looked at herself blankly, and she didn't write a word.

"Mei Niang, Mei Niang?!" Cheng Chubi had to raise his voice to remind this girl. "Why are you stunned, hurry up and write."

"You, no, you wait."

Wu Meiniang looked at Cheng Sanlang blankly, and the whole person was deeply shocked by the generous, tragic, and heart-wrenching artistic conception of this long and short sentence.

Then, Wu Meiniang showed a playful smile, and there were ripples of color in her beautiful eyes.

"Third Brother Cheng, this is what you wrote, it must be your ......"

"I said, my friend, surnamed Luo." Cheng Chubi sat down helplessly.

Wu Meiniang took a deep breath, couldn't help laughing, put down the pen, and put her hands on her knees.

His eyes were shining, forcing Cheng Saburo to look, and a powerful momentum suddenly rose.

“？？？” Cheng Chubi looked at this one with a confused expression. What kind of demon moth does this Tang Qi woman want to get?

Look at her, her expression is playful and her eyes are sinister, like a female spy leader who is interrogating a heroic and unyielding revolutionary martyr.

Cheng Chubi moved his neck a little uncomfortably. "Mei Niang, what do you want to do?"

I saw that the female spy leader raised her hand, as if there was a phantom of a red-hot soldering iron shaking with it.

"Third Brother Cheng, please answer me immediately after I ask a question. How old is your friend Luo, where does he live, and where is he from? ”

Cheng Chubi was directly stunned. How can I know how old Luo Guanzhong is, where his family lives, and where his hometown is.

Cheng Chubi only hesitated for two blinks before he could speak, but as a strange woman who became a generation of empresses in another historical time and space.

Miss Wu Meiniang, who is extremely confident in her keen judgment and reasoning ability, smiled.

"Okay, Third Brother Cheng, you don't have to answer me. I understand ......."

"I, I haven't said that yet." Cheng Chubi's face was black. You know a yarn, Lao Tzu has to weave it well, and he has to organize the language.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter how old he is, third brother Cheng, I believe in you."

Then, like a deer, Wu Meiniang retracted her gaze with difficulty, which was about to reveal her inner emotions.

Bury lowered his head, and his hands quietly clenched into pink fists. Sure enough, he is worthy of the man I fancied.

His book is serious nonsense, trying to make me mistakenly think that this book has nothing to do with his half copper plate.

Yes, I must be afraid that my talent is too dazzling, for fear that the wood will show in the forest, and the wind will destroy it? Well, it must be for that reason.

Cheng Chubi looked at Wu Meiniang blankly, her pink and white face was full of blush at the moment.

A pair of bright eyes are shy and timid, and from time to time they raise their thick eyelashes to lift themselves.

Let the talent of the old Cheng family be careful, and the liver missed several beats in an instant.

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