My princess is too naughty

Chapter 57 I am Big, You are Small 3
Le Yao supported a pillar at the door, raised his head, and looked at where he had been after walking so hard.

"The Breeze Pavilion"

Where?She stood at the door and looked in, and saw several large bookshelves, a desk and the Four Treasures of the Study.

Heck, I thought it was some place, and it was just a study after taking such a temperamental name.

"Hey, dead man, why did you bring me here? Is it because I live here?" Le Yao wanted to go in and find a chair to sit on. He seemed so tired from the [-]-mile long march just now. .

"Who allowed you to come in?" Si Yuan, who was sitting behind the desk, scolded.

Le Yao mentioned it, and abruptly lowered the leg that was about to step in, then pointed at Si Yuan inside and yelled loudly. "Damn man, you don't need to be so stingy, right? I just want to find a chair to sit on, so you won't give it?"

She has seen a lot of men, but she has never seen such a stingy and stingy man. This is simply not a man.

"It's not stingy. It's just that for a rough person like you, coming into the study will only destroy the tranquility and elegance of the study." Si Yuan pursed his lips and smiled.This dead woman has no temperament at all, she can tell at a glance that she is not a lady from a great family, she doesn't know how to play tricks.

Hmph, I, Le Yao, didn't want to show it off, but I was afraid that when I recited the poem, you, a dead man, would be so shocked that your jaw would drop to the ground.We modern people are familiar with Li Bai, Du Fu and Li Qingzhao, and stealing a random one will scare you ancients to death.

"A talent like you destroys the elegance. You have built such a good study room, but it's just for show. There is no part of you that looks like a scholar, but a rude martial artist." Le Yao simply sat down It's on the threshold of the door. Anyway, in front of that dead man, there is no need to pretend to be a lady.

She beat her leg to relieve her fatigue.

Seeing her like this, Si Yuan suddenly smiled. "are you tired?"

When Le Yao heard this, his eyes widened and he looked at Si Yuan.That dead man would die so well and care about himself?That is absolutely impossible! "What do you want to say?"

"You performed such a play today, crying and screaming, it's no wonder you're not tired." Si Yuan casually picked up a paper fan hanging from the shelf, opened it with a swish, and shook it gracefully.

(End of this chapter)