Peerless waste material: Miss dandy

Chapter 121 Reading?Shoot the book!
"Ah~" Feng Liu stretched his waist and moved his body again, feeling very tired suddenly.Looking at the bed, "Is there nothing? Could it be that I was sleepwalking last night?"

Feng Liu shook his head, clicked on the game and looked at the time, immediately, like a cat whose tail was stepped on, it exploded!
"I'm going, it's twelve o'clock! Master told me to go to him between five o'clock and seven o'clock, but I was late for more than five hours. I'm going to die!" Feng Liu took 5 minutes to wash. After finishing, he rushed towards yesterday's pavilion as if flying, but no one was found.

"Hey, Master must be angry." Feng Liu patted his head, and walked towards the seat where Mu Qingchen sat yesterday with some annoyance.

There was actually a piece of paper, just as I was about to pick it up, the piece of paper flew into the air, "Come back at Maoshi tomorrow!"

Feng Liu sighed, luckily the master wasn't too angry, he calmed down and decided to arrive on time tomorrow.

But things backfired, when Feng Liu woke up the next day, it was already twelve o'clock, and there was only a piece of paper waiting for her at the arrival place.

The third day and the fourth day were still the same, Fengliu was about to go crazy, although she liked to sleep in, it was a bit too abnormal to do this every day.

For the past few days, Feng Liu has been sleeping very deeply. It can be said that even if she is hung up and beaten, she cannot wake up.Every time she wakes up at [-]:[-] noon, she suffers from all kinds of back pain and leg cramps after waking up. She wonders if she sleepwalked while sleeping, and she also did some difficult activities such as climbing mountains and swimming in the sea. , Otherwise, why do I feel so tired every time I wake up.

Regarding Feng Liu's complaints, a certain person has slept very well these past few days, and he is still somewhat attached to that warm and soft body.

So Fengliu decided to sleep in the pavilion, so he wouldn't be late again, right?But she forgot, what would happen if Mu Qingchen didn't show up?

"Don't make trouble, don't make trouble!" Feng Liu stared angrily at the man who disturbed her sleep, and when he saw who it was, he immediately showed a flattering smile, "Master, you are here. I am not late today, am I?"

There is no way, being late every day, the only way is the best.But someone was not happy, causing the followers behind him to be vigilant at all times.

"Well, come to me after reading the book in a month, if you think about it, you really can't figure it out..." Mu Qingchen's cold voice paused, looking at Feng Liu's Xiji eyes, said coldly, "If you really don't understand, you can leave."

Feng Liu looked at the book left by Mu Qingchen, playing it repeatedly in his mind, "If you really can't figure it out, you can leave."

"Master is angry?" Feng Liu scratched his head and sighed, "Don't say you are angry, it is really abnormal if you are not angry?"

After Feng Liu adjusted his mood, he opened the book in front of him, and immediately thirty books flew into the air, and each book was as thick as a Xinhua dictionary. At this time, Feng Liu looked at the book in front of him, and his heart was dark .

Why?Because the books in front of her were written in catalogues, but the real contents were books floating in the air.I want a catalog as thick as the Xinhua dictionary, and each book recorded in the catalog is also as thick as the Xinhua dictionary. Wouldn’t it be fatal to read these!

As for why Fengliu's heart is gloomy, it is because she reads books differently from others, she always slaps the books on her head, so it is conceivable that there are so many books, her head will be scrapped again.

Feng Liu seemed to recall the time in Feng Yu's study, desperately shooting books, but the effect was really good.A little discouraged, he put his head on the book, many things began to flood into his mind, the protection mode was automatically turned on, and he passed out.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the moon was already on the branches before I knew it. The pavilion was extremely quiet, and occasionally the chirping of insects could be heard.

(End of this chapter)