Beloved Wife on Top

[sanguine]

Yan Wendong drew a corner of his mouth and said nothing, but he secretly scolded the bastard in his heart.

My daughter-in-law is not easy to have time to practice calligraphy with her own quiet heart. He comes here to join us.

With an old face taut, he glared angrily at Yan Lishu, hoping that he could understand each other better and leave quickly.

Yan Li's book not only didn't know his face, but also his eyes fell on Qin Mu.

Qin Mu hasn't seen such a cheeky man. If Yan Wendong hadn't been there, she would have dropped something and left.

Originally, I followed Yan Wen into the study to practice calligraphy in order to avoid him.

Qin Mu frowned, crumpled the words that had been destroyed, threw them into the garbage can, spread a piece of paper again, and began to write.

Yan Lishu came and stood beside Qin Mu.

A desk is so big. His body stands beside him, and the whole shadow is cast on her.

Qin Mu subconsciously stood aside, and the man cheekily leaned over.

was attracted by her subtle perfume, and he breathed deeply. The breath of the viscera was all in his viscera.

Yan Li's book is too close to her, which makes her completely lose the ability of thinking and don't know what to do.

Originally, I forgot how to write a thought.

Qin Mu thought he was going crazy.

Looking at Yan Lishu beside his eyes, the man took the brush on the pen holder and came close to him

Qin Mu, "..."

Yan Lishu stands on the left side of Qin Mu, while the inkstone is on the right side of Qin Mu.

Even if Qin Mu deliberately avoids him, the man has the ability to lean over and touch her shoulder.

Qin Mu's face was very ugly, and his eyebrows were twisted.

Yan Li slowly dipped in ink and left Qin Mu for about a minute.

Then I took a piece of paper and wrote it carefully.

When Yan Lishu was a child, he was naughty and bad tempered. He didn't go out to make trouble. He took a group of little friends in the yard to make trouble.

Situ Wan can't control him at all. Yan Wendong is often busy with his work. He comes back after a hard time. Every time, he hears from the next door neighbor what happened to his third brother these days. Angry, he beats Yan Lishu first, and then shuts him in the study to practice his calligraphy.

It is true that Yan Lishu has written a good hand. He has not written for so many years and has not changed badly.

If you write casually, it will look much better than Qin Mu's.

Qin Mu held his breath and just wrote a word. Yan Lishu leaned back and said seriously, "I dip in ink."

Qin Mu, "..."

Dip your sister's ink!

Qin Muren wanted to throw the brush in his face.

After writing another word patiently, she couldn't help it.

Because Yan Lishu's goods actually come back.

Yan Wendong looked at the couple on one side, not to write, but to flirt.

He was so angry that he could not look down. He found an excuse to go out.

Once Yan Wendong left, Qin Mu couldn't bear it.

Losing his brush in one hand, he turned around and walked out.

Yan Lishu quickly seized her. "Where are you going?"

"Qin Mu's tone is very blunt," you care where I go! "

Say to shake off his hand, angrily go out.

Just arrived at the door, Yan Lishu came up with a few strides behind her, supported the door she opened, and blocked Qin Mu at the door.

Head down close to her, soft tone, "sweet, how do you not angry?"