"......" sat down in a chair, and Sheng Yuan hugged her candied fruit jars tightly, "What kind of condition is this?" ”

"You don't want to?" Wen Fengyin slightly ripped open the placket of his robe, revealing the corner of the oiled paper bag in his arms.

The manuscript is still in his hands, and the delivery is important...... Sheng Yuan repeatedly recited these four words, put down the two porcelain jars, picked up the most convenient small regular pen in the bamboo curtain, knocked on the inkstone with the green bamboo pen, put up a small round face, and commanded: "Grind ink." ”

This Mr. Shengyuan has a little temper, and the little cheeks on both sides are bulging with anger, and they look a little rounder. Wen Fengyin didn't feel annoyed, she really sat down on the chair opposite her, and picked up the strip-like ink ingots one after another: "It is enough to summon people."

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