After wearing the book, I was spoiled by the Prince Regent!

Chapter 338 Will you draw it wrong next time, eh?
"Heh, huh, it turns out that you like it, my lord, then I made a mistake. I'll change it for you, and make it right!"

Xia Xinxin admitted her mistake in a second, and wanted to withdraw her little hand and draw another one for the man.

Jun Zhihan clasped her little hand without moving, leaned close to her ear, and said in a low voice, "It's so troublesome to change it again, why don't you do it yourself and let you really feel it? Then you won't Wrong drawing again."

Xia Xinxin...

"No, no need, it's such a hassle!"

"No trouble."

"It's still a little troublesome, hehe, the prince has a lot of things to do every day, I, how can I bother the prince with such a trivial matter!"

"Hands up."

……

"Don't dare bother the prince's precious hands."

"You can bother me."

Xia Xinxin...

"Woooooo, I was wrong, I shouldn't have blasphemed the lord, I don't dare to scribble anymore, lord, please let me go!"

The man pressed here so much, she couldn't hold it anymore, she felt that she was about to be suffocated by the powerful aura of the dog man.

"Don't let it go."

The man's bright red thin lips pursed the three words, and his whole body was suppressed.

Xia Xinxin's eyes widened all of a sudden, and before she could dodge, her mouth was gagged...

So, according to her hands, the two practiced it physically. Of course, the one under the pressure was her, and it was her who was teased into a piece of pork...

She was reclining on the desk, and he, with his long body propped up on her body, clasped her small chin with a big hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Will you make a mistake next time, um?" ?”

Xia Xinxin felt that the breath of her whole body was drained, her body was so weak that she couldn't stand up, she cried, "I won't, even if I'm beaten to death!"

If she draws the hands of Lord Dog again, she will chop off her own hands!

"Well, you can draw a picture of this pose."

Jun Zhihan stood up straight, straightened his clothes, and in a second regained the appearance of a cold and snow-capped prince on the top of the mountain.

As if the beast just now did not belong to me.

Xia Xinxin stroked her swollen lips, the pain made her "hiss" gasp!
Damn, who wants to draw who is a puppy again!
She pointed to her small mouth and said, "I'm injured, I can't write today, I apply to go back to recuperate!"

Jun Zhihan raised her chin with his long fingers and looked at it, um, I hit her hard just now, and it really broke the skin a little bit.

What a squeamish little thing!

He stroked it with his fingertips, rubbed it lightly, and said, "Writing is done with hands, not with mouth, Xia Xinxin, if you want to be lazy, you should find a reasonable reason."

"Then, then my hands are soft, I can't lift it up, I can't write!"

"Xia Xinxin, it's okay not to write today, but write a thousand tomorrow."

Xia Xinxin...

Woohoo, she is not free, she is deprived of freedom, she shed tears of sadness!

A dog man is not a human being, even if he abuses her, he will force her to practice calligraphy!

She couldn't be lazy, and while writing and practicing calligraphy, she greeted the eighteen generations of the dog prince countless times in her heart.

After writing five hundred words, she was exhausted like a dog, and ran out of the study without looking back.

Jun Zhihan was speechless when he saw her small figure slid faster than a rabbit.

A girl's family only likes to fight and kill, and doesn't like to read and write. What kind of eccentricity is this!

Xia Xinxin returned to Hanxiangyuan, not wanting to do anything, and collapsed on the bed.

Before going to bed, remind Lu Guo that she must remember to wake her up tomorrow morning, and she will go to the Great Buddha Temple with the prince tomorrow to meet the Empress Dowager!
Lu Guo repeatedly responded, and she fell asleep peacefully.

Jun Zhihan went to the morning court early the next morning, and after the morning court, he planned to go to the Great Buddha Temple. It was only when he was out of the city gate that he remembered that the little girl wanted to go together.

He was about to order someone to go back to the palace to bring her out, but he saw that she was already waiting there by the stream under the big tree outside the city.

She was dressed like a little prince, sitting on a big rock, her trousers rolled up high, a pair of slender legs dangling in the clear stream, she didn't look serious at all, and she still had a grass in her mouth!

(End of this chapter)