"You dare to laugh at me, believe it or not I told my dad ......"

"Your father, your father, what else can you do but find your father?" Qian Zhuye rubbed his ears irritably: "Your father has not been seriously injured and has not gotten up, you better not toss your father, let him rest in peace." ”

"You're ......"

"Oh...... No, it's a break. Qian Zhuye laughed.

Gao Qi's cheeks were flushed, and he glared angrily at Qianzhuye, and then his eyes fell on Ye Qianning.

Sang Zhi stepped forward to block Ye Qianning, and his gray eyes met Gao Qi.

Takasaki was angry at first, then sluggish, and then scared, hearing that he would be entangled in bad luck when he looked at the Eighth Prince, he took two steps back and turned around to push the crowd out of the school.

Sang Zhi squinted his eyes and glanced around, and the students in the school suddenly lowered their heads and turned around and walked out of the school.

Although it is a rumor, those gray eyes look strange and cautious.

The corners of Ye Qianning's mouth hooked up a smile, lowered his head and took back the brush pressed on the rice paper, took out the ink-dyed rice paper, replaced it with a new one, and continued to write.

Sang Zhi turned around and saw her change back to her original position: "That's not right." ”

"That's what I wrote."

Sang Zhi stretched out his hand to correct her posture of holding the pen, until he didn't just hold her hand and write.

Ye Qianning is stubborn, writing that he changed back to his favorite posture with a movement of his two fingers.

Sang Zhi was also stubborn, she changed back, he raised his hand and moved her back, back and forth with a cup of tea without writing a word......

Qian Zhuye just looked at the two of them like this, her forehead was a little dark, if the master couldn't see it, he would have helped her finish copying it.

Ye Qianning has not accepted her stubborn temper yet, but she didn't expect Sang Zhi to be so persevering, now it is not just a matter of stubbornness, it has risen to a problem of face in her heart.

Sang Zhi broke the posture of holding the pen for her, she wrote a word or two and changed back in a blink of an eye, and then shook her head proudly, and her happy little body shook one by one.

Sang Zhi was very perseverant at first, but the more he looked at her later, the more dishonest she became, and he threw the pen angrily: "I don't change after repeated teachings, I don't teach anymore." ”

"Let's go." Ye Qianningle blossomed.

Sang Zhi walked away with a black face.

Ye Qianning hummed a little song happily, and the pen did not stop.

"It's the first time I've seen someone make the Eighth Prince angry like this." Qian Zhuye watched Sang Zhi walk out of the door, retracted his gaze and leaned on the table in surprise.

"Are you complimenting me?"

"Of course."

"You know how to appreciate." Ye Qianning praised.

"Hey, hey." Chi Chaye laughed.

"Miss." Rowan walked over with his meal.

Ye Qianning put down the brush and stretched, looking at today's meal, not bad, and pork ribs.

"Someone still fetched you food?"

"You don't?"

“…… I'm afraid there is no school palace in the whole school. Qian Zhuye was depressed, and he deliberately waited for her to go to the cafeteria together, but he didn't expect someone to cook for her.

"Didn't I get punished?" Ye Qianning picked up the chopsticks: "If you don't go to the cafeteria again, the meal is over." ”

"Then I'll go." The Thousand Night Talkers have already run out of the door.

Ye Qianning stared at the figure that almost teleported, Qian Zhuye was very tall, and she was a head taller than him at the same age as Sang Zhi, and she was only on her chest.

Looking at this momentum, he will definitely be above 1.8 meters tall in the future, and he looks really handsome, and he will definitely be more handsome than Qianfan Lin when he grows up, and the genes of Qianjia are really good.

"Miss, Du Ying is back." Rowan said.

"Did you bring back the broadsword?"

(End of chapter)