After Mu Tilian calmed down, she began to write according to the few words written by Shi Xiuchen.

However, Mu Tilian has seen a lot of calligraphy, but she has never written it herself, how can she write this character well.

So much so that on the rice paper, there were three lumps of words that were the same as Baba.

"......" Shi Xiuchen was speechless for a moment, no matter how bad his skills were, it wouldn't be so bad!

"Why don't you go to the ground and practice first?" Mu Tilian said with some embarrassment, with her skills, the rice paper she bought should not be enough.

"Not necessarily." If you practice on the ground, I'm afraid it will be even worse.

"That ......" Before Mutilian finished speaking, Shi Xiuchen's body was already lying behind her, the big hand tightly held Mutilian's small hand, and the warm breath continued to spray on Mutilian's face.

Mu Tilian only felt her body tremble, glanced at the big hand in her hand, and then looked up at Shi Xiuchen, but she only saw the two thin lips that were slightly pursed.

This man ......

"I'll teach you!" Shi Xiuchen opened his mouth lightly, then grabbed Mu Tilian's hand and taught it stroke by stroke on the rice paper.

Mu Tilian's head seemed to explode at first, and then it gradually calmed down, perhaps, because practicing calligraphy can really calm people's minds.

Sometimes Xiu Chen helps her write like this, and the name written by Mu Tilian is not so ugly that it is not ugly, but Mu Tilian knows that this is not her own writing, because every stroke and every stroke is still full of Shi Xiuchen's style, and she has not yet found her own style.

It wasn't until later, when Shi Xiuchen's hand was released, that the words written by Mu Tilian could barely catch their eyes, and the two stopped practicing.

"Not bad, not bad, a lot of progress." Mu Tilian took the first piece of rice paper and compared it with the last one, and then nodded in satisfaction.

"......" Shi Xiuchen has never seen such a narcissistic person.

He, who is a master, hasn't spoken yet, and this apprentice has even begun to praise himself, have you ever thought about how he feels as a master!

Seeing Shi Xiuchen's unbearable look, Mu Tilian couldn't help but defend herself, "It's also the first time for me to write, and it's already very powerful to make such a big progress." ”

Shi Xiuchen didn't bother to answer Mu Di's pity, but cleaned up the four treasures of the study, and it was almost time to prepare lunch.

Muti touched her stomach, and she did feel hungry.

"Shi Qi, are you going to prepare lunch?" Mutilian asked.

Shi Xiuchen glanced at Mu Tilian, "I can only cook rice and barbecue." ”

Sure enough, the fish soup that Shi Xiuchen cooked this morning was cooked for the first time, but he didn't expect it to be so delicious for the first time, does that mean that he still has a lot of room for appreciation? !

However, only cooking rice and barbecue?!

Mu Tilian was very suspicious, how did Shi Xiuchen survive after he came back, did he only eat these things?

"Then you watch me cook, and then you will cook later." Muti thought very sweetly, so she wanted to be a rice worm in the future, just sit back and wait for the food, just like in Huaxia.

"......" Shi Xiuchen cleaned up his hands and paused, does this woman know what her identity is?

In this family, she is a woman, and she is the one who should take care of their daily life, why does it feel like she is changing little by little?

There has always been a gentleman who cooks far away, how can he be a gentleman near the kitchen here!