In the shouts of everyone, Su Yunjin lowered his head and began to grind.

The camera was pushed to her hand, Qianqian's thin hand was like a white onion, water dripping into the inkstone, and the ink block was wrapped in a silk scarf.

With a twist of the wrist, the delicate ink quickly soaks the water droplets.

opened the gilded red paper and dipped it in ink, then Su Yunjin pushed the camera away and asked, "Do you have any couplets you want to write?" I can ghostwrite. ”

"I, I, I."

"I want it too

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