I can't watch it for the time being

The first time Wen Shu saw Ming Yuchen, it was a summer day.

Speaking of which, it was also an accident. Wen Shu's hobbies, or rather, the hobbies that she can clearly express, are only reading, embroidery, practicing calligraphy and playing the piano.

Wenshu's character is a hairpin small character that most women will write. The only difference is the square ink she often uses. Her ink is only sold in a bookstore in Beijing.

It was rainy in the summer in Beijing, it was rare for the showers to be sunny at the beginning, the sun was shining, Wen Shu's ink had long been missing, so she took this opportunity to simply go out and buy it by herself.

It's been a bookstore for some years. When you go inside, everything inside seems to exude a quaint atmosphere. The boss will not take the initiative to show anything, what the guest sees, just ask him again. Even Wen Shu couldn't help but sit there every time he went, reading for a while.

There are very few people there, and perhaps that's why it's so quiet.

But that day, when Wen Shu went, it was rare that there were already other people's voices in the bookstore. With his hand on the door, before pushing the door open, Wen Shu heard a faint sound of Qingyue coming from inside the door, like a jade collision, pleasant to the ear.

"Mr. Chen, are you really willing to be in this small bookstore?" The unfamiliar voice said.

Wen Shu had no intention of snooping on other people's private affairs, and he was afraid of disturbing others when he left in a hurry at this time, so he was in a dilemma for a while, so he could only quietly tiptoe and try to retreat.

However, the conversation between the two still drifted into Wen Shu's ears. I don't know what the shopkeeper said, the man chuckled twice, the laughter was not ostentatious, but it was also extremely wanton: "You taught those girls to read, and you are really willing to look at the people they trust?" ”

The information revealed between the words made Wen Shu cover his mouth in surprise.

The first time Wen Shu saw Ming Yuchen, it was a summer day.

Speaking of which, it was also an accident. Wen Shu's hobbies, or rather, the hobbies that she can clearly express, are only reading, embroidery, practicing calligraphy and playing the piano.

Wenshu's character is a hairpin small character that most women will write. The only difference is the square ink she often uses. Her ink is only sold in a bookstore in Beijing.

It was rainy in the summer in Beijing, it was rare for the showers to be sunny at the beginning, the sun was shining, Wen Shu's ink had long been missing, so she took this opportunity to simply go out and buy it by herself.

It's been a bookstore for some years. When you go inside, everything inside seems to exude a quaint atmosphere. The boss will not take the initiative to show anything, what the guest sees, just ask him again. Even Wen Shu couldn't help but sit there every time he went, reading for a while.

There are very few people there, and perhaps that's why it's so quiet.

But that day, when Wen Shu went, it was rare that there were already other people's voices in the bookstore. With his hand on the door, before pushing the door open, Wen Shu heard a faint sound of Qingyue coming from inside the door, like a jade collision, pleasant to the ear.

"Mr. Chen, are you really willing to be in this small bookstore?" The unfamiliar voice said.

Wen Shu had no intention of snooping on other people's private affairs, and he was afraid of disturbing others when he left in a hurry at this time, so he was in a dilemma for a while, so he could only quietly tiptoe and try to retreat.

However, the conversation between the two still drifted into Wen Shu's ears. I don't know what the shopkeeper said, the man chuckled twice, the laughter was not ostentatious, but it was also extremely wanton: "You taught those girls to read, and you are really willing to look at the people they trust?" ”

The information revealed between the words made Wen Shu cover his mouth in surprise.

The first time Wen Shu saw Ming Yuchen, it was a summer day.

Speaking of which, it was also an accident. Wen Shu's hobbies, or rather, the hobbies that she can clearly express, are only reading, embroidery, practicing calligraphy and playing the piano.

Wenshu's character is a hairpin small character that most women will write. The only difference is the square ink she often uses. Her ink is only sold in a bookstore in Beijing.

It was rainy in the summer in Beijing, it was rare for the showers to be sunny at the beginning, the sun was shining, Wen Shu's ink had long been missing, so she took this opportunity to simply go out and buy it by herself.

It's been a bookstore for some years. When you go inside, everything inside seems to exude a quaint atmosphere. The boss will not take the initiative to show anything, what the guest sees, just ask him again. Even Wen Shu couldn't help but sit there every time he went, reading for a while.

There are very few people there, and perhaps that's why it's so quiet.

But that day, when Wen Shu went, it was rare that there were already other people's voices in the bookstore. With his hand on the door, before pushing the door open, Wen Shu heard a faint sound of Qingyue coming from inside the door, like a jade collision, pleasant to the ear.

"Mr. Chen, are you really willing to be in this small bookstore?" The unfamiliar voice said.

Wen Shu had no intention of snooping on other people's private affairs, and he was afraid of disturbing others when he left in a hurry at this time, so he was in a dilemma for a while, so he could only quietly tiptoe and try to retreat.

However, the conversation between the two still drifted into Wen Shu's ears. I don't know what the shopkeeper said, the man chuckled twice, the laughter was not ostentatious, but it was also extremely wanton: "You taught those girls to read, and you are really willing to look at the people they trust?" ”

The information revealed between the words made Wen Shu cover his mouth in surprise.

The first time Wen Shu saw Ming Yuchen, it was a summer day.

Speaking of which, it was also an accident. Wen Shu's hobbies, or rather, the hobbies that she can clearly express, are only reading, embroidery, practicing calligraphy and playing the piano.

Wenshu's character is a hairpin small character that most women will write. The only difference is the square ink she often uses. Her ink is only sold in a bookstore in Beijing.

It was rainy in the summer in Beijing, it was rare for the showers to be sunny at the beginning, the sun was shining, Wen Shu's ink had long been missing, so she took this opportunity to simply go out and buy it by herself.

It's been a bookstore for some years. When you go inside, everything inside seems to exude a quaint atmosphere. The boss will not take the initiative to show anything, what the guest sees, just ask him again. Even Wen Shu couldn't help but sit there every time he went, reading for a while.

There are very few people there, and perhaps that's why it's so quiet.

But that day, when Wen Shu went, it was rare that there were already other people's voices in the bookstore. With his hand on the door, before pushing the door open, Wen Shu heard a faint sound of Qingyue coming from inside the door, like a jade collision, pleasant to the ear.

"Mr. Chen, are you really willing to be in this small bookstore?" The unfamiliar voice said.

Wen Shu had no intention of snooping on other people's private affairs, and he was afraid of disturbing others when he left in a hurry at this time, so he was in a dilemma for a while, so he could only be quiet

(End of chapter)