Quick transimition: become the leading man's ex-wife

Ye Qingning nervously swallowed: "Hi, my father has gone to great pains to let you marry me..."

The corner of the man's lips was hooked, and his voice added a touch of coolness: "do you mean ye Huaiyuan lies?"

Looking at the man's cold and deep look, and thinking of his fierce nature, ye Qingning suspects that if she nods, ye Huaiyuan and ye's family will suffer soon.

Although not her parents and family, but after all, is the original owner's relatives.

So ye Qingning said with a smile: "it's just a little proficient, but it's not proficient. I really dare not teach in front of you."

Lin bandit Yan brow slightly a pick: "write, entertainment, I will not blame you dirty my words."

Seeing that the men are ready to make up their spare time, ye Qingning has to hold the brush again.

He only wrote the word "bandit" on the whole paper. Ye Qingning didn't know what he was going to write next. He looked up at him and said, "what do you write?"

The man put a piece of honeydew melon into his mouth and said in a light voice, "at will."

Ye Qingning thought about it and began to write: "don't talk about bandits, don't talk about bandits."

The rest of the seven words, ye Qingning free and easy, but in order to let Lin bandit words handwriting is not too publicity, she still slightly closed the stroke, a little imitate his handwriting.

She began to learn calligraphy from high school, because at that time she had an idea that she would play the role of the old lady in the future.

To be able to write with a good brush is naturally a plus.

Later, it turned out to be a good recipe for her anxiety.

At the end of the last word, ye Qingning picked up rice paper and blew it to Lin Ziyan.

"How's it going? I just know a little bit about it... The words are really not good-looking. "

Lin Fei Yan's thoughts still stay in her just neat and elegant posture. When she saw her words clearly, her eyes narrowed a little.

"Don't talk to bandits, don't talk to bandits." The man's eyes light slightly sinks: "why can write these words?"

Ye Qingning shrugged: "I can think of this sentence at the beginning of the bandit word, and it's quite similar to your name."

Lin Ziyan's eyes moved to her words, we can see that the writer deliberately collected the edge.

Fingers light twist, he looked up at her: "it's OK, you go back to rest early."

Ye Qingning did not doubt him, put the rice paper on the case at will: "OK, I'll go upstairs first, Mr. Lin, you also have an early rest."

"Well."

Ye Qingning wanted to hold Xiaobao, but he was stopped by bandit Lin again: "let it wait."

"Oh." Ye Qingning also told Xiaobao: "Xiaobao, after cleaning, go to charge yourself. Do you hear me?"

"Xiao Bao got it."

Seeing that it got into the bottom of the sofa and went to work, ye Qingning was relieved to leave.

When ye Qingning's footsteps disappeared, Lin bandit's eyes fell on the rice paper again. He raised his hand and stroked his "bandit" and her "word" and made a slight tick on his lips.

Fingertips in the desktop point, Lin bandit Yan raised eyebrows and called Xiaobao: "Xiaobao, come here."

"Here comes the master." Xiao Bao soon got out from under the sofa and came to Lin Ziyan.

Xiaobao's voice is that ye Qingning has input special words according to the prompts. Xiaobao's intelligent system has analyzed and sorted out her voiceprint, so almost every word it says now is Ye Qingning's original voice.

Lin bandit Yan looked at the foot of this particularly clever sweeping robot, eyes slightly narrowed, deep voice: "who are you in the end?"