Chapter 1890 I Beat Him Up

"How did I deceive him?"

Shen Qingci hugged Roo Bai from his shoulders. In this mansion, besides her, who else could Roo Bai be so close to.

"You ask him to call your sister, and you can be someone's grandmother."

Aso came out from behind a tree, and has always been here.

Shen Qing gave her a blank look, "He called me sister just because I was young." Besides, if you don't call her sister, what's it called, my mother-in-law is still a mammy, is she really that old?

This person is very strange, like Shen Qingci, she doesn't like going out very much, she just doesn't want others to treat her as a female fairy, but on the other hand, if someone really calls her sister, she will be very happy.

Shen Qingci cast another glance at Asu.

"If you don't sleep, what do you do with me, I will marry you."

"He's disobedient."

Asu twitched the corners of his mouth.

"Then……"

"I beat him up."

Well, I'm in a bad mood, so I came out to relax.

"Shall I change it for you?"

Shen Qingci's speech is really not astonishing.

"Alternatively, are you growing snow weed?"

She was just talking about it. What's the difference between beating someone else and this, anyway, no one could beat her.

"Do you want me to get out of the dark guard?"

Shen Qingci hugged Brandon Bai and left.

Asu kept up with her again. Anyway, she didn't want to go anyway, so what would she do when she went back? She was afraid that if she couldn't bear it any longer, what would she do if she beat someone to death?

At this time, how could they know how sad the new guard hiding in the dark was, with tears and pitiful eyes.

The baby is so aggrieved, the baby is bitter.

Every day I know that grabbing her job is also ignoring her feelings. This is too bullying.

Besides, Xiaoshu has already returned to his own room. Xiaomu is still asleep. You can hear his breathing here, which is very long, so you can also know that he is sleeping soundly.

Xiaoshu walked in lightly, and also borrowed the not-so-bright light outside, and walked to the table. Although the light coming in from the window was not too bright, he could roughly see what was inside the house. Nothing can beat him.

He put all the things in his hands on the table and sorted them out. At this moment, something fell from his sleeve.

It was given to him by the eldest sister, who also asked him to open it when he came back.

"What is this?"

Xiaoshu groped and found the mechanism that opened the wooden box, and as soon as he opened it, a light suddenly appeared in front of him, and this light actually illuminated most of the room.

Xiaoshu blinked in disbelief.

A glowing bead.

A bead that glows, can be used as a candle, and with this, he no longer has to go out and can write in the house.

And he quickly put the beads in his hand, and then looked back at Xiaomu.

He walked over, but also blocked the curtain. The curtain is very thick and can block light very well. As long as it is pulled up, there will be no light outside. After Xiaoshu settles his brother, he will come over and give it to Fang Xiao. On top of the inkstone, some water was carefully poured, and this was the beginning of the ink being ground little by little.

These days, he has been grinding ink for Brother Bai, and now he can be said to be very skilled, and he can also grind out the kind of good ink that the young master wants.

After grinding the ink, he picked up his precious pen and dipped it in some ink. His hands were shaking a little, and his arms seemed to be a little weak. Even the pen didn't know how to get it. .

He closed his eyes, took a long deep breath, and then picked up the pen. She had practiced for a long time, so she could definitely do it.

And she seems to have found out. The feeling of practicing calligraphy in the past was taught to him by Brother Bai, and he also wrote it down.

The first word he wrote on the paper, although a little awkward, was much better than he imagined.

After the word went down, he wrote word after word again, and when he reacted, he realized that the sky was bright outside, and his wrist seemed to be unconscious.

Lowering his head, he picked up the words that he had written. At first, they were crooked, with arms not arms, legs not legs, and now it was the first time to have a font. Although it was still incomparable with the words written by the young master, he believed that as long as Give him time, and he will write as well as the son.

That is, when he was grinding ink for Brother Bai, not only did he have a pair of dark circles under his eyes, but he even fell asleep.

"You didn't sleep last night, did you?"

Brother Bai asked him.

"Sleep well."

Xiaoshu quickly regained his spirits and continued to sharpen his ink.

However, Brother Bai put down his pen at this moment, "I'm going to my aunt's place to say hello. You can take care of the yard here for a long time."

"Young master, don't worry, Xiaoshu understands," Xiaoshu opened his eyes forcefully, but he actually let him walk everywhere, so he wouldn't be sleepy, but doing the same thing, he was afraid that he would really lie down in a while. Asleep on the table.

Rubbing his eyes, he put away all the things on the table one by one, and then found a place for himself to sit there, and just like that, the stupefied one also fell asleep.

When Brother Bai came back, he was holding a clothed little fox in his arms. Yifen Kitchen would send him a chicken, and he wanted to give this little thing some points.

He thought that this little fox must be the weird one mentioned in the book, otherwise how would he know that there would be chickens sent to his courtyard, so he had to pick him up.

It came with him, not because he liked him, but waiting for delicious roast chicken.

"Sir, you are back."

Xiaoshu stood up quickly, and his spirit was much better, and of course he was no longer sleepy.

Even when he saw Bo Bai who was held in his arms by Brother Bai, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Master, where did this mouse come from?"

And Xiaoshu obviously recognized it. This is the one from last time. Although the sky was dark, he could still see clearly. This mouse with white hair was still a mouse in clothes. .

And the word "rat" made the white fur explode. Like his brother fox, what he hated most was that others called them mice. Now, no one calls his brother fox a mouse anymore, because his brother fox is a mouse. Brother fox, it has grown very big. Anyone with eyes will not admit mistakes, but it is small.

It obviously has such a beautiful little fox face.

How could it be compared to their noble snow fox, the ugly mouse that the owner said it was beautiful.

It was on the table, jumping and jumping like a convulsion.

The little tree pointed to the windy fox.

"What is it doing?"