"Really?" Luo tilted his eyes as if he was about to shoot him through, gritted his teeth, the corners of the mouth that he was holding back turned upward, and a seemingly slender but powerful punch flew over, catching Ling Xi off guard.

Because he didn't expect Luo Tiantian to suddenly make this move, Ling Xi hit his face with a strong fist, and it hurt hotly.

"Oh, leaning, girls should be gentle, so they always move their hands and feet, it's not good to ......"

"What did you say?" Luo tilted his voice and asked rhetorically, smiling disdainfully.

Seeing that the bomb in front of him had a tendency to explode at any time, Ling Xi immediately changed his expression, with a dog-legged face: "It's nothing, it means that those people don't necessarily laugh at you when they look at you, maybe they think that Tilt is too beautiful, laugh happily from the heart, and be deeply attracted by Tilt and can't extricate themselves."

Of course they laughed from the bottom of their hearts, otherwise would it be difficult to pretend to laugh one by one?

Seeing that Luo Tiantian didn't speak, Ling Xi said again: "Young people nowadays like to complain when they have nothing to do, chant poems and make paintings, but these people know at a glance that they have no real skills, and aunt and grandma are different, why don't you show your talents a little and let them worship more, how about it?"

Luo leaned to look at her, blinked, blinked again, the smile on the corner of his mouth was already distorted.

Okay, you're Ling Xi, make me whole, you don't have this ability!

When Ling Xi had expected that a certain woman's fist would fly again, and was ready to "retreat" at any time, he heard Luo Tian say in a ghostly voice: "Okay."

The tone was flat, without any inhibition, but Ling Xi always felt that it seemed to be a little calculating.

Is he being yin again? Thinking of this, Ling Xi quickly took a second to look himself up and down, and found that there didn't seem to be anything abnormal, so he was relieved.

Luo Tiantian slowly stood up, walked to the small desk in front of the windowsill, laid out the paper inkstone, and then used the combination of the 21st century version of cursive and block letters, waved his hand, and made a few lines of poetry with a few strokes.

"Oh, this girl's masterpiece is handed over to you, read it and listen to it!" Luo Tiantian casually rolled up the poems inscribed on the rice paper and handed them to Ling Xi, with a somewhat strange expression, and seemed to be full of expectation when he looked at Ling Xi.

Ling Xi glanced at her with deep suspicion as she took it. This girl, can also write poetry? It can't be some kind of ghost again, right?

Ling Xihu suspiciously opened the thing that Luo Tiantian had just handed him that he had written, looking confused.

This is really a poem, and it is also titled "Lying Spring".

Although Luo Tiantian's words are indeed not very good-looking, and the font is not very standardized, Ling Xi can still understand what she writes.

"Don't be stunned, read it out and listen to it, and see how good this girl's pen is." Luo tilted and patted him on the shoulder, smiling at the peach blossoms.

This was originally a poem written by the Southern Song Dynasty poet Lu You, but it was later spoofed and changed by the world and used to rectify people. Luo tilted and was also seen inadvertently in the 21st century. I didn't expect her memory to be so good, and she wrote it down after reading it once. What I didn't expect was that it came in handy now.

Seeing Luo Tian's shocked expression, Ling Xi was even more sure that there was a problem, but he couldn't say where it was.

Then, Ling Xi suspiciously opened the poems written by Luo Tiantian and looked at them, and felt ...... Well, it doesn't seem to look too bad.