Who would have thought that he would meet Jun Moyan.

Her face flushed with embarrassment, her chin shrunk, and she reached out and took the brush with her little paws.

Kindness.

This is a very characteristic brush.

The brush has been used for a long time, and the original color of the pen can no longer be seen, the hair is very hard, and there is a layer of solidification on it, and there is no time, or the dry ink that I didn't want to rinse at all.

Gui Yuxi held the brush and slammed it on the palm of his hand.

Dryly, he laughed twice: "It's so hard, you can poke people to death with one stroke." ”

The shopkeeper was very irritable, picked up the rag on his shoulder and waved: "Go out, don't eat to beg for a pen, it's too much to give you a pen." ”

Gui Yuxi stared at the shop Xiaoer for a while, and raised his chin: "I see that your face is flushed, your nose and cheekbones are even worse, and you often frown, you often have headaches, your liver is very likely to have problems, it is better to use less liver fire in the future, otherwise it will be too late to regret having a sick child." ”

No one likes to hear that they are sick.

The shopkeeper's head hurt even more: "Get out, get out." ”

"The dog bites Lu Dongbin, I don't know the hearts of good people, this time for the sake of the brush, I won't charge you money." Gui Yuxi jumped out under the irritability of the shopkeeper, and the little short-legged thief was upside down.

After she left.

Jun Moyan seemed to be calm, but in fact, his lonely and cold eyes fell lightly outside.

Gui Yuxi's thin figure has drifted away.

Somehow.

His heart also went away with her, and Jun Moyan had no intention of eating.

He settled the bill, and the demon sent the god to follow.

Where did the little noodle melon go after leaving the palace? What are you doing? Why are you asking for a pen today?

The silver tael she was given was spent so quickly?

Can't even afford a pen?

If Gui Yuxi heard what he said, he would definitely slap him with two big cakes.

Lord, you really don't eat the suffering of the world.

A brush costs a few dollars, and it is difficult for her to eat and drink enough now, where is the money and luxury.

Gui Yuxi came to a small curved bridge, found a flat place without growing grass, pouted his little buttocks and lay there, writing and drawing on a piece of paper.

The brush is too hard to write anything.

Gui Yuxi looked heroic and righteous, stretched out his tongue and licked the brush.

The wet brush is finally ready to write.

Gui Yuxi was satisfied with Yile and began to concentrate on tinkering with his own affairs.

One moment rubs his head with the pen, and the other becomes a philosopher pondering.

The little tongue was full of black ink, and she licked her lower lip unconsciously, and the lip flap was black, and those who didn't know thought she had been poisoned.

See here.

Jun Moyan frowned almost invisibly.

Arrogant and narcissistic: Without him, she would have a really bad life.

Apparently didn't realize that she was so bad because he had gotten rid of her.

Although Jun Moyan was curious about what Gui Yuxi was writing, his self-esteem eventually defeated his curiosity.

Sooner or later, he thought, he would see.

Gui Yuxi wrote more than ten pages.

The paper was borrowed to the touch, and it looked old.

"Huh......" Gui Yuxi stretched out while holding a stack of papers, smiled stupidly, and said to himself: "Finally finished writing, my well-off life is about to begin." ”

Jun Moyan snorted lightly.

Gui Yuxi secretly pasted those papers on the conspicuous place on the street, quietly like a thief.

Jun Moyan also followed behind her like a thief......