To be honest, Song Beiyun knew that she didn't have the slightest deterrent effect when she said these words to Zuo Rou, don't look at her when she was outside, she still looked like a lady, but her face was definitely the dragon and phoenix among people. Kneading her and pinching her, she is fearless, she doesn't care about scolding her, she is really reluctant to fight.

Could it be that she was really pushed away? Song Beiyun firmly believed that if he really did this, Zuo Rou would probably not resist, not even be shy. This feeling was quite a bit of a pleasure, but the girl opened her mouth and gave the whole thing like "You hurry, you haven't eaten, make some effort", and suddenly the interest was completely boring.

And Zuo Rou's IQ may only be fourteen or fifteen years old, after all, she has been well protected by Song Beiyun in the past four or five years, and she has never experienced the storms of the world, and it is really not easy to grow up. Theoretically, what she was like when I met her, and she is still like this, stubborn, rebellious, roaming, and having a bad brain, this is her label, which is very difficult to unveil.

"Huh? It seems to be really big. Song Beiyun nodded, and then slowly let go of his hand: "I can pinch it." ”

"yes!" Zuo Rou looked at him with bright eyes: "I said that I grew up, but you didn't believe it a few days ago." ”

Qiaoyun watched their obscene interaction from the sidelines, and sighed in her heart, it was not that she was jealous, she was the lady's roommate, this consciousness was deep-rooted, how could she be jealous. She sighed that Miss really had no defense against Song Beiyun, a dead ghost, and just took it for granted that she did something that seemed filthy to others.

"Okay, you hug it, pinch it, pinch it, hurry up and write." Zuo Rou pressed him to the table: "If you can't write it tonight, you don't want to sleep, I'll watch you here!" ”

Song Beiyun sighed, urging more to this, in a sense, he can be regarded as the first dog fan in his life.

"Okay, okay, I write ......"

Song Beiyun took out a stack of paper, carefully cut it into sixteen carat sizes, and then began to write in his trademark calligraphy.

In fact, before really learning systematic calligraphy, he always thought that this kind of writing speed would be very slow, but people are really magical, once used to it, the speed is not much slower than using a ballpoint pen, the real drag down is the cumbersome font, a "none" character in traditional writing will take a while.

The content of the third volume is no longer a simple "meeting" and "parting", but a small poem, and the content is the life experiences of boys and girls after they are separated.

The young man was able to fight outside for ten years, was favored by the king of a foreign country, became a general, overcame obstacles and strategized all the way, and gradually became the person above 10,000 people under one person in that country. And because of her beautiful appearance, the girl was favored by the emperor of this country and became a concubine.

The two are thousands of miles apart, one in the south and the other in the north. On weekdays, I don't see any clues, he is a commanding general, she is a graceful peony-like concubine, but in the dead of night, he always puts out a few of her favorite side dishes, and sits alone in the small courtyard under the moon to drink a few cups. And she will silently count the stars in the sky in the deep palace, pick up the leaves that fall to the ground, and write the little words he once taught herself.

Time flies, and he has become a family in a foreign land, has a beautiful wife, and has a healthy daughter the next year. She also became the queen of the world because she gave birth to a prince for the emperor and coincided with the death of the queen, but he still ate those small dishes under the moon every day, and she would also float the leaves full of poems along the flowing water in the palace in late autumn.

When she wrote late at night, Zuo Rou finally couldn't stay up, she told Qiaoyun to rest, and then she took off her coat and got into Song Beiyun's bed.

"I'm asleep, you write it for me!"

"You me out, where do I sleep here?"

Zuo Rou wrapped the quilt like a worm and moved to the side, patted the bed board, and then fell asleep.

And Song Beiyun glanced at Qiaoyun helplessly, Qiaoyun shook his head again and again, pointed at Zuo Rou, and then turned around and went back to his room with a dumb smile.

Song Beiyun sighed silently, he knew that Qiaoyun still couldn't pass the level of the maid, and when the young lady was here, she would definitely not take that step. If Song Beiyun used some skills, she would also give in, but she always felt that it would be a little wronged her, so Song Beiyun was also quite helpless.

Look at Zuo Rou again, how do you look at it......

When her breathing became deeper, Song Beiyun also felt a little tired, after all, writing is extremely brain-consuming, and it is easy to get tired, so he had to stretch and take off his coat.

Originally, he still wanted to go to another room to sleep, but the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, so he simply opened the quilt and got in.

Fortunately, although Zuo Rou is a little silly, she really loves cleanliness, and she always smells of floral putty on her body, and it smells quite comfortable, so Song Beiyun stretched one hand along the hem of her clothes to warm up the other hand under her head, and quickly fell asleep.

When he got up in the morning, Zuo Rou naturally didn't wake up, Song Beiyun just wanted to lift the quilt, but found that the cold outside was heavier, so he quickly retracted into the quilt, but lying there was idle and bored, he began to pinch Zuo Rou's nose.

Looking at the way she breathed from her nose and from her mouth, Song Beiyun smiled like a fool.

"Annoying ......" Zuo Rou suddenly opened her eyes and looked at Song Beiyun who was making trouble, opened her mouth and bit him on the neck, but she also let go of the bite, but she just kept holding Song Beiyun's waist and did not move, and then she actually fell asleep again......

"Dead dog!"

Song Beiyun scolded, removed her hand and jumped off the bed, put on her clothes, and as soon as she opened the curtains, it was really snowing outside.

"Haha, it's snowing." Song Beiyun quickly walked out and shouted in the corridor: "Sister Qiaoyun, it's snowing!" Do you see that? ”

Qiaoyun walked out of the kitchen with the food, gave him a very charming look, and then walked into the dining hall. Song Beiyun chased after him, leaned over with a smile on his face and kissed Qiaoyun on the face: "It's snowing, you can promise me." ”

Qiao Yun didn't answer, just pushed his chest: "Go wash up." ”

However, the promise was agreed, and in the next few days, Zuo Rou implemented the urging procedure very strictly, which was the kind of person who accompanied Song Beiyun to write until midnight every day, got up the next morning to read, cried all morning after reading, and continued to force Song Beiyun to write after eating.

For such a thing, she can be said to have done everything she coerced, all kinds of coercion and temptation are pediatrics, and she even tried to lure Song Beiyun with her own appearance to make him modify the tragic fate of the two of them, but they all failed.

"You change, you change, I make you cool."

"Get out!"

On the afternoon of the third day, Song Beiyun, who was writing, pushed Zuo Rou's face away: "Who wants to cool you!" I'm annoyed by looking at you now, you know? I've been tormented by you for three days, three days! ”

Zuo Rou didn't mind, she got into Song Beiyun's arms from under the table, didn't let him continue to write, and said pitifully: "Change it...... They're miserable, please. As long as you change it, I will give you a cub. ”

Qiaoyun, who was standing next to her reading the manuscript, almost choked herself to death with a mouthful of saliva, she coughed again and again while putting down the manuscript and running out to drink water, and when she came back, her face was red, probably laughing when she went out.

"Dead and gone." Song Beiyun glanced back at Qiaoyun: "Everyone Qiaoyun laughed at you." ”

"No...... I didn't ......" Qiao Yun waved his hand again and again: "I don't have a joke miss." ”

Zuo Rou didn't care, but sat directly on Song Beiyun's lap: "Do you change it or not?" If I don't change it, I won't come down. ”

Song Beiyun gently rubbed her legs and buttocks, and was silent for a moment: "Then what good results do you think can be achieved with the encounter between the two of them now?" One is married and the other is married, they are all people with children, what do you think they can do? ”

"No matter what...... You change. ”

When Zuo Rou was playing tricks, Yan Shu knocked on the door in a hurry and came in, he shook his fan, and rushed into the study with hot air above his head: "Big explosion!" Big bang! ”

"What's the big bang?"

"In the past few days, a total of 1,500 copies have been copied in the first two volumes, and each copy can be sold at the usual high price as you say, but even so, in less than three hours this morning, all of them have been sold out." Yan Shu shook his fan frantically: "What about the follow-up?" ”

Song Beiyun silently glanced at the thick stack of manuscripts on the table, and before he could speak, Yan Shu picked up the manuscript and rushed out of the door: "You write it for me quickly!" If you don't see the follow-up the next time you come back, I'll tell those crazy little ladies where you are. ”

Song Beiyun poked his head out of the window: "You try!" ”

"If it's delayed, then wait for someone to splash feces on the wall."

Yan Shu's voice gradually moved away, but Zuo Rou seemed to have made a great contribution, and laughed: "You want to thank me, if I don't supervise all day long, I'm afraid you will be splashed with feces." ”

"You're doing you a disservice." Song Beiyun sighed: "You say, how can you change it now?" ”

"And what do you think will happen to them?"

When Zuo Rou asked this, Qiaoyun's face changed greatly, and she ran out covering her ears, saying as she ran, "I don't listen...... I don't listen, you wait until I get out. ”

At the same time, Jin Ling'er was holding Song Beiyun's book in her hand, crying like tears, and the Empress Dowager next to her didn't know why, so she asked Gong'e to push her to Jin Ling'er: "Baby, what's wrong?" ”

"Imperial Grandmother...... Woo woo woo ......" Jin Ling'er hugged the old lady and cried: "Dogs should be damned...... Damn it......"

The old lady was completely stunned, and she had the manuscript presented to her, and then looked at it carefully.