After the post was written, Qingyan felt that he really couldn't handle his words, so he tore it off again, wrote it again, and tore it again.

After a few tosses, he finally handed it to Biliu, "Biliu, don't let others see it." Then I added in my heart that after being seen by others, I must laugh at your girl to death.

The corners of Biliu's mouth twitched, she really wanted to say that she was embarrassed to take out this post.

After Biliu left, Qingyan meditated in the study, the tofu workshop was about to open, but the tofu had not yet been promoted.

The point is that there was no tofu here before, and even if it was sold, no one would buy it because they didn't know how to make it.

Is it true that your career is about to end before it has begun?

Yes, the people who go to the Surprise Building to eat are all dignitaries, if they can be promoted there first, they will not worry about sales.

Er, with a squeak of the window, Qingyan looked up and saw that Xiao Heng's beautiful posture jumped forward.

Qingyan is a little unclear, so what is he doing here? Do you want to ask yourself if the ointment is good?

Xiao Heng chuckled and quipped when he saw Qingyan's stunned appearance: "This son is handsome and dignified, and the appearance of Yushu in the wind has fascinated you?" ”

Qingyan was a little speechless, and didn't know how to answer, so he just said: "What is the so-called matter of the prince of the world?" ”

Xiao Heng stepped to the table and said jokingly: "This son is here to teach you how to write." ”

When Qingyan heard this, he immediately covered what he wrote on the desk with both hands, and said in his heart that Biliu wouldn't bump into him when he went to Prince Jin's mansion, right? He wouldn't have read the invitation, would he?

Although it is really difficult to take out his own handwriting, he doesn't need to teach it, so he said: "The prince is busy with official business, so he won't work for the prince, Qingyan will practice well." ”

Xiao Heng didn't answer and stepped forward directly, sat at the desk by himself, picked up Qingyan's hand, and saw that Qingyan wanted to resist, so he said: "When you finish writing, this son will let Yong'an stay in prison for a few more days." ”

Qingyan instantly wilted when he heard this, this is a threat, a naked threat, but it is a shame that he is still very useful.

Xiao Heng's hand is very strong, there is a thick callus in the palm, holding Qingyan's hand, Qingyan can feel a slight panic, and helplessly glances at the hand Xiao Heng is holding, why is it not him? What is he doing? Don't come to see yourself!

Seeing this, Xiao Heng's mellow voice sounded above his head, "Don't look at this world, concentrate on it." ”

After the words fell, he held Qingyan's hand and began to write, and Qingyan gradually entered the state.

Xiao Heng's gaze moved from the paper to Qingyan's face, in front of the beautiful scenery and the unparalleled prince, Qingyan's side face was not perfect, but he just couldn't take his eyes off it.

Xiao Heng held Qingyan's hand and wrote word by word, like a loving little couple, and there was an indissoluble sweetness in his heart.

After a long time, Qingyan took out a new piece of paper and led Xiao Heng to write the word "well" on it, thinking in his heart, if he knew that he was coming today, he wouldn't let Bizhu go, wouldn't this be a trip in vain?

After finishing writing, Xiao Heng let go of Qingyan's hand and asked, "You wrote the last "Thirty-six Strategies"?" ”

Qingyan spread his hands and said, "No, I saw it before, so I wrote it down silently." ”

"What about the remaining half? Give me! The domineering voice and unquestionable tone made Qingyan slightly displeased.

"I haven't written it yet, I'll give it to you when my dad comes out of prison."

"This son can let Yong'an Hou come out now."

"No, you promised ......" Then he turned his head and looked at Xiao Heng's deep eyes, knowing in his heart that he was teasing himself......

When the four eyes met, the two were so close that Qingyan could feel Xiao Heng's spewing out of the manly breath with the fragrance of bamboo, and he blushed suddenly, widening the distance between the two.

Xiao Heng seemed to have a deer galloping in his heart, his heart was pounding, his face was slightly red, and he stared at Qingyan's crimson cheeks, unable to take his eyes off.

At this time, there was some subtlety between the two, their faces were red and their hearts were beating, and they couldn't speak.

Xiao Heng's eyes were a little fluttering, and as soon as he floated onto the "Tofu Workshop Business Rules" placed on the desk, his big hand picked up the book on the desk, flipped through it gently, and practiced calligraphy with a clear face to hide the confusion just now.

She tilted her head slightly and glanced at Xiao Heng who was holding the book, but in an instant, she smelled, "This Shizi knows that he is handsome and chic, and his instruments are extraordinary, so if you want to see it, you can look at it generously, and this Shizi allows you to see it." ”

Qingyan had a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, who wants to see you, do you want to be so narcissistic, and then replied: "Narcissism is a disease, it must be cured!" ”

Xiao Heng heard a string of question marks floating over his head, "What does narcissism mean?" ”

Qingyan secretly wondered if he would be angry again if he told him what he meant, this man was arrogant, and he had a small belly, and he provoked him, he would bet on himself with words, and he would run away.

Seeing that Qingyan was still in a fugue, Xiao Heng turned his face to look at Qingyan, coughed lightly, and motioned for Qingyan to explain.

"It's what you mean when you think you're good, self-absorbed."

"Why does this son think that he is very good? Still need treatment? ”

“……”

"Isn't this son bad? Or do you want to be a little worse in this life? ”

Qingyan looked at Xiao Heng's serious face, as if to say, you say that it is not good to try this life.

The corners of Qingyan's mouth twitched slightly, how could he say that his father's case was still in his hands, could he say that he was not good?

"You're good!"

"Where's the good?"

Qingyan vomited blood, do you want this?

This girl just said that, you are quite serious, and ask me where are you? You are not good anywhere, although you think so in your heart, but you can't say that in your mouth.

"Lord Shizi, you are honest and helpful, and you help Qingyan save your father."

"What else?"

"There is also ......, you are handsome, tall, strong in martial arts, and you have made great achievements at a young age."

"What do you mean handsome?"

The villain in Qingyan's heart is wailing, is there no end? But he said with a flattering look on his face: "It means that you are handsome." ”

Hearing this, the corners of Xiao Heng's mouth hooked slightly, raised his big bony hand, and gently scraped Qingyan's nose with his index finger.

"Nymphomaniac!"

A flock of crows flew overhead, and he died at the age of 15.

Qingyan slandered in his heart, you are a nymphomaniac, your whole family is a nymphomaniac...... Oh no, you're a nymphomaniac for your whole family......

Someone was still slandering in his heart, but Xiao Heng had already changed the topic and asked, "You want to open a tofu workshop?" ”

Qingyan nodded slightly, "Yes, but tofu hasn't been promoted yet." ”

The problem in someone's eyes is not a problem at all when he arrives at Xiao Heng, only to see Xiao Heng tempted: "I can help you, but what is this tofu?" ”

Hearing this, Qingyan's eyes were bright, and he explained seriously: "Tofu is a dish, made of soybeans, with a smooth taste, not only delicious, but also rich in protein. ”