(Some book friends say that the forest druid in the previous chapter should be a prophet, and Xiongde will not summon a treeman, it is necessary to state here that Xiongde is only a type of druid, Malfurion himself is also a druid, and he is the leader of the druid, the elder brother of Illidan, and the father of AM and TB, and the forest druid set in this book is led by Malfurion and has similar skills.) There should be another chapter today. Ask for collections. )

An An shrank his body, lowered his head and said, "I'm curious about the Lord...... What you're doing. ”

"Hmm...... This, I call it typography! ”

"Typography?" An An had apparently never heard the word.

"To put it simply, with printing, we can print a large number of books, and after the typesetting is done, we can use ink to brush it, and it will be printed immediately."

"Really?" An An has studied, her father was a private school teacher before his death, she has been practicing calligraphy and painting with her father since she was a child, and she knows that books are not easy to come by.

The books in the Duota Continent are all copied by hand, and An An also helped his father copy the books, which is really a painful job.

Later, her father died of illness, and the family owed a lot of money for her father's treatment, and the family declined.

An An plucked up his courage several times, and finally spoke: "An An can help you do it." ”

Gu Nansheng was stunned for a moment, "Okay." ”

An An bit her lip, picked up a pen, and wrote the word "person" on the paper.

When Gu Nansheng saw it, he was immediately embarrassed, compared to An Anjuanxiu's font, the words he wrote were like crabs crawling, "Ahem, your handwriting is so beautiful, have you practiced?" ”

An An was praised by Gu Nansheng, her face turned red all of a sudden, she nodded hastily, just lowered her head to write, she could clearly feel Gu Nansheng's breathing, he was looking at her from above, which made her very uneasy, and the tips of her ears were red.

Gu Nansheng sighed, "When I was in school, I envied people who wrote beautifully, but I was ugly no matter how I wrote, and later I understood that this is because my brain is too insensitive to the beauty of spatial arrangement, which causes my handwriting to be ugly." ”

An An didn't dare to reply a word, but quietly listened to Gu Nansheng talk about the past, and wrote more than a dozen words seriously. Then cut them one by one and stick them in turn to the clay blocks.

She sat on a low bench, placed the clay block on the snow-white apron, lowered her head, picked up the knife, and carefully groomed every stroke, her white and tender little hands were as delicate as a weaver girl, and the perfect and beautiful characters were baked one by one.

Gu Nansheng pulled a chair and sat down, watching her work, he felt that An An seemed to be an excellent sculptor, at that moment, Gu Nansheng was a little moved, he suddenly felt that the girl in front of him was very charming when she was doing something seriously.

Because An An's small bench was very short, Gu Nansheng sat above her, and when he lowered his head, he could see the faint spring light along the neckline.

Two not-so-tall bulges hid under the pink profane clothes, and the slight deformation caused by the squeezing spoke of their softness. The shallow cleavage is soft and tender, although it is a little less sexy, but it is a little more innocent temptation.

An An is indeed not plump, she is not a transferred warrior, she has no energy to moisturize her body, and her figure is a little slender.

Because of her slender figure, her legs are particularly beautiful, slender and straight, and carved in pink.

It's just that An An has an introverted personality, rarely wears flamboyant short skirts or leggings, and always wears a plain dress with a black background and a white lace apron.

The skirt she wore today was not long, and it was only up to her knees when she put on a white lace apron, and she was sitting at this time, with her two smooth calves facing Gu Nansheng.

Although her legs were clamped tightly, some temptations could not be hidden. For example, those ceramic-like plain white ...... hidden in the dark

Gu Nansheng couldn't help but feel a burst of intoxication, and there was a fiery feeling in his heart, since he came out of the stagnation of the celestial body, this feeling of not being able to control himself rarely appeared.

After carving, An An took the character mold to the fire and burned it, she pulled out some firewood from the fire, tried to make the flame smaller, and her two little hands stained by the mud held the tongs tightly, and rolled carefully.

The clay hardens slowly, one two or three...... Ten...... Twenty ...... Not a single one of them was broken.

Dense beads of sweat oozed from An An's forehead, and Gu Nansheng couldn't help but take out a handkerchief and wipe it gently.

An An was startled, his hand shook and the tongs fell, and the word mold fell into the fire.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." An An panicked and wanted to pick up the lettering, but the temperature of the fire was too high.

Gu Nansheng felt pity in his heart, pulled her hand and pulled her up, brought over a wet towel, and helped her wipe her sweat, "It's okay, take a rest." ”

An An was flattered and hurriedly took the towel. "I'll do it myself."

Gu Nansheng casually brought over a basin of water, put it on the table, ignored An An's frightened gaze, grabbed her hand and pressed it into the water, and then stroked her boneless hands in the water, washing off the mud on them little by little.

An An's whole body was stiff, her face was full of fever, and she let Gu Nansheng ** her softness.

After washing her hands, Gu Nansheng wiped her hands dry again, and her beautiful fingers kept changing shapes in Gu Nansheng's hands, "Where did you just say you learned words?" ”

"My father taught me." An An's hand was grabbed by Gu Nansheng, and he wanted to pull it out but didn't dare to pull it out.

"Oh." Unconsciously, Gu Nansheng's gaze moved to the fingers like tender onions, smart and delicate. "You're so ingenious."

"Lord...... The master teased, you ...... Can you come up with such a good ...... Good way...... An An is just ......"

An An couldn't say anything more when she said this, because Gu Nansheng's gaze had already moved up her snow-white arm, and finally fixed on her flushed pretty face, and the scorching flames seemed to burn her.

Gu Nansheng had to admit that her shy and nervous appearance was very tempting.

Although Gu Nansheng's mood has changed, he has not seen through Hongchen, he has neither family affairs nor girlfriends at this time, so why bother himself.

"Her Majesty? Akasha? Gu Nansheng called a few times in his heart, but did not answer.

That's acquiescence?

An An has never been so nervous, she has the heart to die at this time, it's not that she doesn't want to accept Gu Nansheng, in fact, she has long been prepared for this, but when it really came to this moment, she was still too nervous and too scared.

Her heart was beating like a deer, and she really wanted to pull out her hand and run away immediately.

Do you like him? With such a humble status, is he qualified to like him? Maybe he's just venting**, as described in many books, the relationship between the emperor and the concubine is just grace, not love.

An An wanted to understand this, and suddenly felt a little sour in her heart, this is An An's life, this is An An's fate......

Gu Nansheng's hand slid onto An An's slender waist and whispered in her ear, "If you don't want to, I won't force it." Do you want to get married? If you want, I will go to court to revoke your slave status and give you back your freedom. If you want to follow me, I will also give you back your freedom, and I will treat you well in the future. ”

An An felt that her heart was trembling, marry? What a distant word, is it possible for her to marry someone happy? If you follow this master, what will happen to the future?

"I don't dare to guarantee that you will not be wronged in the future, but when you are wronged, tell me, and I will help you out." Gu Nansheng thought about it for a long time, and he seemed to be able to promise this.

"Nod your head if you want, shake your head if you don't."

An An's mind was already blank, she felt as if she was nodding, and then she felt her lips being occupied, she couldn't tell what it was, it was burning, it was exciting, but she wanted to break free.

She instinctively wanted to push away the man who was holding her, but she suddenly felt a chill on her chest, and a pair of big hands had reached into her clothes and pressed on her jade girl peak, and in an instant, An An's body was weak, and she was directly soft in Gu Nansheng's arms.

Gu Nansheng stretched out his hand, An An lay on Gu Nansheng's hand like a bouquet of flower bones, Gu Nansheng pointed to the ground, jumped up lightly, and landed on the wide bed in the bedroom.

The women of the Duota continent do not wear bras, but only unbutton their profane clothes, and the snow white on their chests can be seen.

An An is not plump, with a slender body and is as soft as a water snake.

Gu Nansheng hesitated for a moment, lifted her skirt, there was no gap between her straight legs, and with the milky white low-waisted shorts, it was indeed the ultimate beauty.

An An had completely forgotten about resisting, her body had completely softened, and with a little anticipation in her nervousness, she felt a pair of fiery lips kissing every inch of her skin.

** Contact, like an electric shock, stimulated, when Gu Nansheng's hand pulled the last bit of her body to cover, she couldn't help but scream.

However, her mouth was blocked by a pair of lips, and a crystal teardrop slowly rolled down, aggrieved? Happiness? Or is it sad about your fate?

Or both. But at least one thing, she was now willing to accept all of him, from the bottom of her heart.

It doesn't matter if he is in favor or love for her.

It doesn't matter whether she admires him or relies on him.

"Please be gentle......" She opened her eyes and looked at Gu Nansheng who was **, but she didn't dare to look at his body. She knew it would hurt, but she didn't know exactly how much it hurt, so she was scared.

Gu Nansheng parted her legs and gently pressed against her body.

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