The white moonlight of the female goddess

Chapter 142 Is He Embarrassed?

And after arranging for the young man's father, Yun Keke was never idle again,

Every day, I tried every means to drill into the study, as if there were mountains of gold and silver waiting for her,
(Yun Keke muttered to himself, isn’t it gold and silver? What’s more, it’s the money that you can earn back with your own time, which gives you a great sense of accomplishment, is there any?!)

In other words, the ancients were quite heavy-handed, and the counterattack BL paintings are actually so popular here.

Obviously, the men here have almost no autonomy, (of course there are also rebellious people, such as Xiaohua, such as Xiangxiang, etc.)

Picture scrolls are simply in short supply.
Every time I drew a bunch of hard work, and when I sent it for the second time, the bookstore owner said, the original ones have long been sold out, can you draw more?

Although there is a feeling of like-mindedness from the growing group of rotten women,
But Ke Ke made Yun Ke Ke miserable enough,
I have to accompany my little husband during the day, and my cousin Yunxue who comes to play almost every day, playing this and that, I am so tired and panicked,
At night, I would secretly light candles and work overtime in the study.

In other words, she won't get tired of her cousin being swollen?

Play those two dirt games that you can scrape from modern times every time.

After a long time, I couldn't even get excited, but she always enjoyed it every time, full of interest, and I was ashamed to spoil his interest.

Hey, have you been busy for a few days?
Standing in the study room and tirelessly drawing Yun Keke for an unknown amount of time, looking at the completed scrolls all over the place, she sighed,

The painting laid out on the desktop is about to be completed, and the last stroke falls,
Only then did Yun Keke let go of the pen in his hand,
Mijia, my hands are numb. This is even harder than when I was writing a quick composition in high school.

After shaking his arms and stretching his waist, Yun Keke rolled up the paintings one by one, and finally tied them into a bundle and placed them in the corner.
Nima, if someone finds out that those shocking paintings were drawn by me, will I become famous myself?
This is absolutely unacceptable. People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong.

What's more, if he is famous like this, is there any status that he can't afford?

Fortunately, I made an agreement with the bookstore owner to keep a secret for me, and she seemed to be happy to see it happen, so this matter has never been discovered.

Yun Keke, who was sitting on the teacher's chair, finally exhaled comfortably,

Nima finally let me sit down,

Let's take a rest first, I've been tired for several days in a row,

Anyway, money can never be earned,

Where should we go tomorrow?

In the past few days, I have been waiting in the mansion every day, as long as my cousin does not come to play with me, as long as my little husband is embroidering in the room obediently, I will come to the study to fight when I find the time,

As boring as it can be,
Life is about enjoying, and making money is about having fun.
But in the past few days, I haven't seen Xiao Huahua appearing, it's strange to think of him,
He is a very interesting person, humorous, although he likes to pretend to be a rascal, he is actually very good.
Uh, although that night on the roof, when I fell on him, it seemed that my lips just touched his lips.

Could it be that he was angry because of that?Or, is he embarrassed?

Whoosh!I really didn't mean to say,
In other words, at that time, I fell straight on top of him, wouldn't it be that I hurt him?

But when I asked him, he said he was fine.

(End of this chapter)