Old Ten has lost control of his brain, and Little Old Ten is in charge!

His throat was shaking slightly, and he looked at the bright spot with unlearned eyes. How was Fujin's breasts long? They were neither big nor small, just right. They were held in the palm of his hand, soft and soft, like a cute and docile little pigeon.

, every time I touch it, I can't let go.

"I'm just practicing a few words, and I'll be quick and easy!" Anyone who has gone to school can understand the love-hate feeling of a bad student towards a top student, so Yuan Wense would never say that I should copy your homework for you.

Do you want to sleep every night?

However, Yuan Wense still finished copying the page in his hand before putting down the pen. Seeing Yuan Wense's handwriting catching up with him day by day, and gradually becoming more and more impressive, only missing a little bit of strength and strength, Lao Shi was in a special mood.

of complexity.

Going forward, do we need to hire another calligraphy teacher for Fujin? Otherwise, just like what Huang Ama said, asking Fujin to learn calligraphy from him would be really misleading!

A petite and petite person like Fujin should learn the small regular script with hairpin flowers, which is elegant, graceful, smooth, lean, clean, graceful and smart.

[I have been forced to learn calligraphy and painting, Chinese painting, running script and hairpin regular script since I was a child. The highest achievement I have achieved so far is to write Chinese New Year's calligraphy and painting! In modern times, calligraphy and painting, if you are not good at it, you can only do it for leisure! Back then

If Her Majesty asked me to learn to be a chef or even learn cross stitch, how useful it would be! It’s a pity that I can’t start my life over again!]

"Two cups of milk tea!" Yuan Wense ordered, and Lao Shi snorted: "I don't like eating such sweet things!"

"Master, drink with me!" Yuan Wense said generously.

Lao Shi became happy again and tapped Yuan Wense's little nose with his finger: "It means I'm spoiling you!"

At that moment, I picked up the cup and took a deep sip. It was sweet and fragrant, and it was really delicious. However, men’s preference for sweets is just that. Compared with milk tea, Lao Shi still prefers the fragrant and spicy broth.

Yuan Wense asked with a smile: "What's the matter?"

A mysterious and excited smile appeared on Lao Shi's face. He waved to the palace maid who was serving milk tea to go down and took out a painting booklet from his boots.

You must know that at this time, there will be a piece of equipment on the boots called a boot tuck. As the name suggests, it is a purse tucked into the boots, a foldable clip made of silk or leather, and it can be used as a "business card holder", "checkbook" and

The "folder" has multiple functions, because the "boot tuck" is an exclusive item worn by dignitaries and is extremely gorgeous and luxurious.

Yuan Wense thought to himself, it’s a good thing that I’m not a real mysophobia, otherwise Lao Shi would have taken out this painting notebook from his smelly boots, and the thought of this smell would have been enough!

As soon as Lao Shi opened the painting folder, Yuan Wense took one look at it and showed contempt: "Why are you still looking at these things now!"

"Look carefully, how is this different from others!" Lao Shi stared at Yuan Wense with sincere eyes.

Yuan Wense took a look and saw that the characters were rich, the colors were bright, the composition was bold, and the composition was very imaginative. The woman was holding a child in each hand, and she was riding on the man. She was half-reclined, and the expression on her face was really painful.

, and was confused. One of the two children had an expression of joy on his face, and the other had an expression of confusion on his face. The man was like a sleeping lion. Although he was lying on the couch, all the muscles in his body were bulging, as if he was ready to explode at any time.

It hurts!
Chapter completed!