The ginseng essence in the space shook his two sore little hands, bared his teeth, and spat out fragrant in anger!

I thought it was a good thing to change shape, but who knew that it was a good thing for the master, and it was simply purgatory!

Boom Boom –

The white and chubby radish scolded at the air, but the saliva residue that spewed out revealed a strong ginseng fragrance, and there must be countless people in the world begging it to spray.

It's even flocking to it.

The master read the rice paper that Shen Yanjun took out, and showed appreciation:

"Nicely written."

It looks a little sloppy, but at least it's done, isn't it?

Yang Zi'an stared at the pile of rice paper in disbelief, stunned in place, he obviously watched Shen Yanjun sleeping on the table, could it be that this guy still has the ability to copy books with divine sense?

Shocked from the bottom of my heart.

Zhuang Yiniu also felt a little strange, Brother Shen didn't seem to have done his homework, where did these things come from.

The master coughed heavily:

"You all go back to your seats and do your homework."

After everything calmed down, Zhuang Yiniu couldn't suppress his curiosity and carefully poked Shen Yanjun's back.

Shen Yanjun's jade hand hidden in the belly of the table, stroked the lark's soft cotton hair, and turned around: "Huh? ”

The voice was so sultry and flirtatious, and it also made a soft circle in Zhuang Yiniu's ears.

Zhuang Yiniu's ears were instantly red, and his ears were about to be pregnant... Pregnant!

"Brother Shen, when did you copy your homework? That's amazing! ”

Zhuang Yiniu incarnated as Shen Yanjun's little fan brother, and the big eyes of the copper bell turned into star eyes, shining with the light of worship.

"I was previewing last night, and I guessed that the master would arrange to copy books, so I practiced the calligraphy when I had nothing to do."

Zhuang Yiniu did not doubt him, and raised his thumb excitedly:

"Brother Shen is really prescient!"

The lark who was slapped in the face, closed his mouth and didn't dare to sing to his heart's content, and his chubby and mellow body was next to Shen Yanjun, like a frightened little girl.

Shen Yanjun put it on the table, his slender fingers teasing its chin, the lark was covered in white fluff on its chest, and two black stripes were symmetrically connected, like a tie.

It's a bit silly.

"Little thing, go to the outside world."

Shen Yanjun rubbed its feathers, and her pale pink thin lips closed one by one, outlining an extremely attractive arc.

"Chirp..."

The lark cried weakly, its body tilted, and it fell on the table with its feet facing the sky, its round eyes slowly narrowed, and it looked small.

Touching porcelain?

The little guy who was okay just now suddenly lay down motionless, except for touching porcelain, Shen Yanjun couldn't think of a second reason.

[Master, that guy likes you!] 】

The ginseng spirit said speechlessly, the animal can smell the fragrance of the owner, so the dead skin sticks to the face!

Shen Yanjun didn't believe it: "It has sanity? ”

Plants are all fine, maybe animals can too?

The ginseng essence felt that the owner was connotating it, and was so angry that he pinched his waist with both hands (no, it has no waist, just a round circle of flesh):

[This baby is a thousand-year-old ginseng essence, this little thing with just long hair can be compared with Uncle Ben?! 】

It's not Uncle Ben, it's all ancestors in terms of seniority!

Seeing it fried, Shen Yanjun only felt funny, the ginseng essence was so lonely in the space, so she was merciful and took the little lark into the space to accompany it.

"Shen Yanjun, someone is looking for you outside."

Helian Qi's little scholar stretched his neck and probed his brain outside the school, Yazi, who was not very smart.

Helian Qi looking for her?

Shen Yanjun stretched his waist without any image, but his every move seemed to be elegant to the bones, he was good-looking, and his posture was very good-looking.