Bai Sang was very satisfied with Shu Zhengqing's answer.

Then he brought a small stool and sat in the shade and ate the fruit.

The father and mother of the book have gone out, and now that they have bought a house, they have to find a livelihood.

Originally, Bai Sang wanted to go with him, but he was refused.

Thinking that Xianggong is also at home.

Shu Zhengqing finished drying the books and took them back to the study.

Organize and arrange them one by one.

Bai Sang didn't let him help if he wanted to.

"Xianggong, I haven't been in time for a few days, is the thing you sent ready?" She propped her chin on one hand and looked at the people who were still busy.

This sentence made Shu Zhengqing's body stiffen, and he soon returned to his natural back.

"When it's ready, the lady and the flute can be sent."

"What the hell is it? He hid it and didn't tell me. Bai Sang was a little curious.

"Then the lady will know." Shu Zhengqing still didn't say it.

Bai Sang had no choice but to hope that he and Lu would come soon.

The days to come.

The father of the book takes people out every day.

The mother of the book did not go out, and planted grass at home every day.

As for Bai Sang, all those scripts were hidden by Shu Zhengqing and not allowed to be read.

But she was so bored.

If you don't let her read it, then write it yourself!

Pick up the pen.

At present, I can still write with a brush, and it is not too ugly.

It's also hard work.

Every time Shu Zhengqing went to the teacher's house to take a homework, he came back and saw what the lady was writing.

At first, I didn't pay attention to it, and sat next to it and read a book.

But one time, after reading a copy, he just put it on the shelf, and happened to pass behind Bai Sang.

Eyes skimmed.

[Xiaohua asked playfully: "Are you going to give yourself to me?" ”】

[Xiaocao became nervous, "How do you know.] ”】

Shu Zhengqing's footsteps immediately stopped, standing behind Bai Sang, staring at the content she wrote with horror in his eyes.

The love book written by Bai Sang is not so obscure in ancient times.

All sorts of straightforward and explicit words appear.

Shu Zhengqing stood and looked at it for a long time, and he suddenly felt that the characters written in the lady's hand seemed to be ......

And the woman who flirted with people was a little similar to the lady.

What's going on......

Bai Sang is still working hard and writing unhappily.

The cheeks were still rosy.

Shu Zhengqing looked down, "Ahem, cough, cough!" ”

When he saw the next few paragraphs, he was directly choked by saliva.

Bai Sang turned around when he heard the sound, and saw that the person was very close to him.

"Xianggong, what are you doing standing behind me?"

"What are you writing about?" Shu Zhengqing thought that he still wanted to give the lady a little face, so he didn't debunk it directly.

Bai Sang had a smile on his face, grabbed the little manuscript he had just written, and held it in front of him like a treasure: "Xianggong, this is the script I wrote, take a look, do you think it looks good." ”

Shu Zhengqing stared at his good-looking eyes, he didn't expect the lady to hide it, but also to show it to herself.

A peerless beauty, with consternation.

"Xianggong? What happened to you? Bai Sang saw that the person did not speak, and stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

Shu Zhengqing came back to his senses and reached out to take a few pieces of paper and looked at them.

He hadn't looked a little ahead yet.

Now let's look at the front and back together.

My heart was pounding.

The sense of substitution is too strong......

Shu Zhengqing blushed unconsciously.

"Xianggong, is it good-looking?" Bai Sang stood up.

Just as she wanted to come over, Shu Zhengqing stuffed a few pieces of paper back into her hand and returned to her place to sit down.

"It's okay, it's just too straightforward and explicit, so don't write it."

(End of chapter)