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

Chapter 97 Long Aotian, whoever gets me won't get my heart!
"Oh, then I will go to the Great Buddha Temple tomorrow. Tell me about the layout of the Great Buddha Temple."

She understands first.

Luguo thought for a while, and told what he knew.

Xia Xinxin wrote it down, and then happily burned incense and took a bath to prepare for bed.

In ancient times, there were no recreational activities, and everyone went to bed early.

Xia Xinxin is a modern person, and also a night owl. After taking a bath, she didn't feel sleepy, so she asked Lv Guo to spread out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in the yard, and began to write a script for Xia Yan.

The more she writes, the more energetic she is, and she writes like a god.

Instead, Luguo couldn't hold on anymore and yawned wildly, Xia Xinxin told her to go back to sleep first.

Jun Zhihan spent late at night in the study dealing with government affairs. When he returned to Qilin Courtyard, he saw a glass lamp lit outside Hanxiang Courtyard. A little girl with loose long hair was writing something seriously and intently.

This little thing knows that his handwriting is ugly like a hairless dog, so he stayed up late to practice handwriting?
He raised his feet and walked over, stood behind her, and condescendingly glanced at her writing.

With just one glance, the pair of black eyebrows almost rebelled from Jun Jun's face.

That word is not only ugly like a hairless dog, but half of it is wrong!

Which master did she learn the word from, did she mislead her children like this!
He held back his depression and continued to read the content.

Long Aotian: You annoying little fairy, you say no, but your body is very honest!
Jiang Lianyi: kicked over, gnashed his teeth and said, "Long Aotian, you won't get my heart even if you get me!"

Long Aotian: He grabbed the woman's foot, pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, turned half a circle evilly, and said coldly, "Woman, don't forget your identity, you are just my mistress, I want you What you want to do with your heart, as long as your body can please me is enough!"

After all, he turned over and forced the woman under him.

Jiang Lianyi: Trying hard to break free, but she couldn't break free. The man's long and stalwart body imprisoned her like a mountain. Her crystal tears slid down from the corner of her eyes, and then she seemed to be missing. It's like a gate, falling down one after another.

Goodbye, brother Jing, I can't wait for you to come. From now on, I will go to the ends of the world, go to the sky and enter the earth, the yellow spring and the green fall, and I will forget each other from generation to generation.

Long Aotian: Looking at the crystal tears in the corner of her eyes, she suddenly stopped the cruel movements on her hands...

In the end, he flicked his sleeves and left in a hurry.

She is just his mistress, and her body can only be used to please himself. He obviously hates her so much, and wants to kill her. Why does he feel so distressed to death when he sees the tears in her eyes?
Jiang Lianyi: Picking up her slipped clothes, she stared at the back of the man leaving with overwhelming anger, and froze there...

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Xia Xinxin's swipe pen wrote here, paused, and suddenly murmured, "This doesn't seem to be explosive enough! The trousers are all worn out, show this to the audience? No, no, no, we have to arrange an explosive bed here." play!"

She murmured and was about to pick up a pen to rewrite.

Suddenly a sullen voice sounded behind him, "Xia Xinxin, do you know that Dayan Dynasty will be jailed for selling obscene books, huh?"

Xia Xinxin, who was thinking about some intense scenes, was almost taken aback!
This man, did he walk quietly!

Caressing her heart, she turned her eyes and glared at the man, "My lord, if you scare people, you will scare them to death!"

"Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door."

Xia Xinxin: "..."

"I'm not doing something wrong, I'm writing a script!"

"The words are rough, vulgar, and unsightly. This kind of thing is called a script?"

(End of this chapter)