The host is collapsing every day

Chapter 107
When Mu Ran packed up and went to Ruan Zhou's place, an hour had passed.

Pushing open the door, a figure stood by the window, with his back to her, his hands behind his back, hidden in his sleeves.

Hearing the sound, the man turned his head slightly, glanced at her, and after a few seconds, said lightly, "Come here?"

Mu Ran: "Yes."

"Does the prince usually walk so slowly?"

Mu Ranran paused for a moment, not understanding how he knew about it, he did dawdle on purpose, and even sat and rested for a while in the small pavilion on the path he came over.

As for the reason, of course she was very upset, why did she call her over early in the morning!

In the past, he himself had the title of Taifu, and he never saw him paying too much attention to the original owner, so couldn't he treat her like air!

If Ruan Zhou knew about her mental activities, he would probably laugh angrily.

Just because he knew what time she went to bed last night, he specially asked Xiao Linzi not to call her early, in case she slept for a long time and would feel uncomfortable at noon, and it would be all his fault when he came to her.

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Mu Ran didn't know why he was standing by the bed, walked a few steps, and then... his face froze.

She knew why he said he was slow.

Looking out from this window, you can see all the roads from your house to him clearly.

She wondered if she should explain to him, but Ruan Zhou stood there for a while without saying a word, looked away, and walked over to the desk.

"Come here." A warm voice came over.

Mu Ran paced over.

"You've been playing around for a long time, and you'll start studying today. These are the books I found from the Library Pavilion, just so you can read them."

When Mu Ran saw a thick stack of books on the table, the corners of Mu Ran's eyes twitched crazily.

She almost threw up after reading those memorials last night, and now she's coming again!

Seeing her reluctance, Ruan Zhou put down the book in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't read it for a few days, write something first and let me see."

Although Ruan Zhou didn't care about Mu Ran's schoolwork before, he still knew something about it. He was completely ignorant, and his handwriting was like a dog crawling.

But this is all heard, he has never seen it, so it is better to find out first.

After saying that, he took a piece of propaganda paper and put it on the table, pressed it gently with a paperweight, took out a brush and handed it to her.

Mu Ran looked at the hand in front of him, it had distinct joints, was fair and slender, it was really pretty, but the pen he was holding was an eyesore no matter what.

She won't use it!

Since she first came to this world, she discovered that she didn't know anything about the writing brush, it was soft, and she couldn't write well at all. Simply, the original owner's calligraphy was also dog-like, so she didn't worry about it.

"My handwriting is not good-looking."

"It's okay, I know, just take a look."

Mu Ran: "..." Just to see how ugly it is!
After a long pause, Mu Ran reluctantly took the pen from his hand.

Ruan Zhou made room for her and stood beside the desk.

Mu Ran looked at the paper, then at the pen, and let out a breath from the bottom of his heart.

Forget it, sooner or later it will be embarrassing, it doesn't matter.

Then I saw the boy pick up a pen, dip it in ink, and start writing.

Mu Ran really worked hard to write well, so she wrote very slowly.

Ruan Zhou stood beside him quietly, his body as straight as a pine board, with a pair of good-looking eyebrows staring at the young man's hand and the writing under her hand.

She did write very slowly, and it was obvious that she wanted to write well, but the things she wrote were crooked and out of shape.

After finishing writing a few times, the boy looked at it for a while, and seemed to think it was too ugly, so he picked up the pen and drew it a few more times, trying to make the words look better.

The result can be imagined.

(End of this chapter)