1

I'm in trouble.

The reason is because of a book.

I don't know what the god thinks, and I don't know what Tianmen said to him, his face was silent, I didn't dare to make a small move, and I respectfully waited for him by the side.

He naturally understood that I couldn't answer when he asked me, so he simply spread a piece of tissue paper on the desk, and he asked me to write.

He took a sip of tea, shook his head, a little dissatisfied, I sniffed this smell from afar, this tea is fragrant and elegant, especially when drunk while it is hot, it is excellent, I naturally do not have such a good tea here to entertain him.

If it weren't for the father and the gentleman a few days ago, I am afraid that this god will not even touch the tea leaves I have here, before I heard from Tianmen that this is the tea sent by Shennong, this tea can only be opened in a hundred years, and this cup alone is also rare.

I was a little distracted, and it wasn't until his face enlarged in front of my eyes that I came to my senses.

"Benjun asked you where this book came from, and who wrote it, why did you do so much?"

Fortunately, Tianmen told me that God should be calm, otherwise I might have called him all the paper and ink.

I held the pen in one hand and rolled up my long sleeves in the other, "There is already a name in the book, why should the king be so angry." ”

Yes, he was angry, and I thought about it for a long time from the time he saw the book, and I didn't understand why he was angry, unless it was because of the handwriting!

With this in mind, I began to write in another handwriting from memory.

"Why should I be angry with you? He chuckled, and the folding fan opened slightly, and I could clearly see the word "Jun Xi" on the folding fan, and the handwriting was just as written in the book.

"It's just because of the similar handwriting. "I write it down one by one, trying to be a spectator.

He looked at me with a sneer, "This Heavenly Court is really interesting, a little more alive than my Endless Sea. ”

He closed the folding fan and handed it to me, "Benjun has never liked to owe favors, take this book away for the time being, as for worry-free, you can dispose of it yourself." ”

Disposal?

Why should I deal with someone I don't know?

I shook my head and didn't take his fan.

"Someday you'll take this fan," he tapped on my head, "someday." ”

After he left, this gratuitous joke came to an abrupt end, swept towards the rice paper, and with a pull of his left hand, the fire flashed, and the paper disappeared completely.

I never thought that there would be any intersection between me and him, let alone receiving gifts, although I am insignificant in this heavenly court, but after all, I have some names of His Royal Highness.

I looked at his back as he walked away, and for a moment I was in a trance.

2

After another day, I understood what the gentleman meant by the disposition.

When I got up this morning, after serving tea to my father, when I returned to the pavilion, I saw the man in blue pacing, I smiled at the corner of my mouth and slapped his arm.

I have some expectations that he can come, this person is anxious, but in my opinion, he is also a real person.