Chapter 11: An Inexplicable Heartbeat

"Alright, alright, you can sit down and listen to the lecture." Xu Fuzi looked at the girl in front of him, if you were that child, now that you are with Shangguan Ziyan, it can be regarded as a godsend.

He sighed and continued his lesson.

Shangguan Ziyan took a deep look at Su Wanxiang beside her, this girl would know such poems, even if she said that she heard from others, then her background would not be so simple.

It seems that he really doesn't know much about his little wife, and he needs to investigate it carefully.

"Third sister, maybe this little girl is listening to someone, I look at her rustic appearance, she is definitely not a talented person." Xuanyuan Butterfly pushed Xuanyuan Jing, whose face was not good-looking.

"No matter who she listened to, she stayed, didn't she!" Xuanyuan Jing was also amazed when she saw Shangguan Ziyan looking at the child just now, it seems that the girl is not a simple child.

She can still lose to a child, Shangguan Ziyan can only be hers, even if she doesn't want it, she can't give it to this person who is not as good as herself.

I was calculating in my heart, how could I make this child unable to learn in this school.

After the Master finished explaining, he asked them to write five times on a piece of paper and memorize the content of the article. Su Wanxiang was a little embarrassed, because she was not good at writing such cumbersome words, and she couldn't understand some words.

She had been exposed to calligraphy when she was a child, but now she has forgotten how to hold a pen to write.

The students in the school began to write hard, because they could go back when they were done. Only Su Wanxiang kept watching, but her hand didn't move.

Xuanyuan Lin, who was on the other side of her, looked at her and asked puzzledly, "Why don't you write?" ”

"I ...... I can't write. Su Wanxiang whispered embarrassedly, she knew they had to laugh at her.

"Haha, you're so stupid, you can't even write. This prince can write at the age of three, so I thought you were very good. A beautiful little boy who looked about her age came over.

"Eleventh brother, don't laugh at the incense. Bang Xiang, I'm sorry, my brother was spoiled by his father and talked a little too much. Xuanyuan Lin immediately comforted, seeing that the girl blushed, she was probably embarrassed.

"It's okay, I'm not going to be like a child." Su Wanxiang said softly. I thought to myself, a little brat, as if he was so powerful.

"Who is the child, this prince is still a year older than you. Call me brother, and I'll teach you. Xuanyuan Xi looked at Su Wanxiang unconvinced.

"No, I don't need you to teach." Su Wanxiang picked up the problem, held the brush, dipped it in ink, and painted. Why do you say painting, because she is painting?

"I really can't stand it, do you hold a pen like this?" Xuanyuan Xi went up and snatched her brush, held her hand with his hand several circles older than hers, and taught her to write.

The two were almost close together, and Xuanyuan Xi could smell the fragrance on her body, it smelled so good. It smells much better than the smell on the mother's body, because it doesn't choke your nose.

Su Wanxiang was held by this child, this was the first time she was held by a man like this, she was a little unaccustomed. Of course, she forgot how she hugged Shangguan Ziyan at night.

Shangguan Ziyan looked at Xuanyuan Xi holding Su Bangxiang like that, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, and he dragged Su Bangxiang out.

"Eleventh prince, she is the wife of a minister, or let me teach her." Shangguan Ziyan pulled Su Wanxiang in front of him.

"Good...... Well, it's long overdue. Xuanyuan Xi's arms suddenly emptied, and he felt a little lost, and he put down the brush in his hand in embarrassment.

"Thank you, kid." Su Wanxiang felt that although the little boy's mouth was a little bad, he was still enthusiastic, and she shouted at his back.

"What kid, I'm older than you. Forget it, I'm too lazy to meet children in general, so I'll call me Brother Xi in the future. Xuanyuan Xi glared at Su Bangxiang, looking at her very cute, he didn't expect to make him so angry when he spoke.

"Okay, I'll teach you." Shangguan Ziyan pulled the stunned Su Wanxiang in front of him, then held her little hand and began to teach her to write little by little.

Holding this small body, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. He shook his head, how could he have any other thoughts about this child.

Su Wanxiang could clearly smell the fragrance of Long Yan on his body, which was the breath of a man.

This man is very attractive, she has to control herself, or she will fall in love with him miserably. People have people they like, and she can't lose her heart if she doesn't resolutely.

Calm her heart and study seriously, but her heart is still beating fast, as if it is about to jump out.

She was a little suspicious, the owner of this body would not have heart disease, right?

She learned very quickly, wrote less than five words, and basically mastered the method.

"Brother Ziyan, I can do it, I'll go over there and write it myself, thank you." Su Wanxiang withdrew her hand as she spoke, and then walked back to her seat in a bit of a panic.

Shangguan Ziyan looked at his hand for a while, then lowered his head and began to write his own.

What's wrong with him, he's always had a habit of cleanliness, and he would take the initiative to teach her, he doesn't like to be close to people, doesn't he! He felt that when he woke up sick, something was different.

Su Wanxiang writes very slowly, but it is very neat.

Everyone has finished writing, and she is the only one who is still writing.

Some students have already left the school one after another, and she didn't notice the school that was almost empty because of her careful writing.

"I'm sorry for delaying you. I'll write it quickly, and I'll be fine in a while. Su Wanxiang was tired of writing, put down the brush, shook her wrist, and found that only she and Shangguan Ziyan, Shangguan Zilan, Xuanyuan Zhi, Xuanyuan Lin, Xuanyuan Hao, Xuanyuan Xi were left in the school.

"It's okay, you write slowly, we'll chat and wait for you here." Shangguan Ziyan said, he looked at the words she wrote, and his eyes were full of appreciation for her. I didn't expect this little girl to write like this for the first time, which is already very good.

"Yes." Su Wanxiang picked up the brush, this time she sped up, but the handwriting was still neat, without the slightest confusion.

In less than half an hour, she finally finished writing. Put down the pen and rub your somewhat sore wrist.

"Brother Ziyan, I've written it. We can go, sorry to keep you waiting. Su Wanxiang smiled sweetly and looked at a few of them handsome guys.

"It's a good write, it's the first time I've been able to write like this. Ziyan, you can marry a treasure, you are a talented girl. Xuanyuan Zhi looked at Su Wanxiang's words and praised without hesitation.

"Nonsense, I think she's a sister. Okay, let's go to the bar. Shangguan Ziyan suddenly said with some embarrassment.

"Ziyan, don't say that, be careful to regret it in the future. Okay, no kidding you, let's go drink. Eleventh brother, you are still young, you should be at home. Xuanyuan Zhi smiled and looked at Shangguan Ziyan and Su Wanxiang and said.

"Don't, I'll go too, I don't drink, can't I eat? I've been waiting for so long, third brother, take me there. Xuanyuan Xi began to say coquettishly to Xuanyuan Zhi.

Su Wanxiang looked at him, hum, isn't he a child? Isn't this the performance of a child?