Beauty Prime Minister: Your Majesty, please calm down

Chapter 211 [One day is the left side: precious draft paper]

Yun Yiyi was excited, no, angry. After eating with Yu Jun and Murong Yuan, she started wandering around.

Walking on the busy street, Yun Yiyi glanced around from time to time, but she was really not interested.

She lowered her head and shook her head, raised it up, touched her forehead and sighed, she didn't know where to go in this world!

"Who else are you talking about? Isn't this the famous Yun Chen, Yun Zuoxiang?!"

Irony, irony, irony, as the number one talented person in Linfeng Kingdom, Yun Ling stood at the gate of Qingfeng Tower, and when he saw Yun Chen coming, he satirized.

Yun Chen looked up, only to find Yun Ling standing in front of her, looking at her ironically and disdainfully, Yun Chen pointed at himself,
"you said I?"

Looking around, he pointed at himself again, Yun Chen was puzzled, why did he mention her again? !

"What's up?"

Yun Chen was puzzled, what did Yunling want from him, it seemed that she didn't hold him accountable for delaying the delivery of the relief money, so did he have anything to do with him?

The corners of Yunling's mouth curled up, and he smiled ironically,
"Take it, I welcome you in three days!"

Throwing a post on Yun Chen, very disdainful.

"what?"

Yun Chen was puzzled, picked up the post that fell on the ground, a delicate post,

"Poetry meeting?"

Puzzled, puzzled, still puzzled, what will this poem do for her post?
Throwing it away, Yun Chen really did it, threw the post to his side in front of Yun Ling, and then strode forward.

"you!"

Yun Ling never thought that Yun Chen would do such a thing. The Qingfeng Building's annual poetry meeting, but many talented people want to participate.

"What's wrong? Or do you want to use this as a draft paper?!"

Yun Chen said innocently, she really didn't know.

"Scratch paper?"

Yun Ling was in a hurry, this Yun Chen actually took this post as a draft paper?How many people want to get it but still can't get it!
"Isn't it? If not, what are you going to do with this waste paper!"

Yun Chen shrugged innocently,

"It's just that I seldom make drafts recently. Besides, it's really not good to use such paper to make drafts. Why don't you find a good piece of paper!"

"Better?!"

Yunling held it tightly, and the veins on his forehead popped out.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot for a while that you are now a military officer. I must have written a little less draft!"

Yun Chen rested his hand on his chin, thinking, frowning slightly,
"Then forget it!"

After thinking for a while, Yunchen spread his hands and left, unable to do so!

Yunling flung his sleeves and entered the Qingfeng Tower, he would really be pissed off by this cloud dust!

(End of this chapter)