Fast Time Travel: My Host Show

Chapter 26 Hello, His Royal Highness (26)

"Xiao Songzi, this is a good title, that's it! It's so kind, how about it?"

"what ever."

"Xiao Songzi, teach me how to write!"

Murong Song held Qi Ling's hand for a moment, he felt something wrong with "little pine nut" just now, but now he realized it after hearing her call it that way.

Why does Xiaosongzi look like a eunuch's name?

Holding Qi Ling's hand a little harder, Qi Ling asked knowingly, "What's wrong?"

You agreed, don't blame me!
"It's nothing."

The voice is calm, without waves.

When teaching Qi Ling to write, Murong Song just held Qi Ling's hand in vain.

The one that Qi Ling wrote was crooked and different in size, as if it had been bitten by a mouse.

After practicing for a long time, Qi Ling's posture remained the same. He tilted his head to look at Murong Song, there was a faint smile on his face, and there was even a low laugh.

Qi Ling felt that Murong Song must be laughing at her.

"I won't, I won't write."

Qi Ling made a gesture to withdraw his hand from Murong Song's, but Murong Song suddenly hugged Qi Ling tightly, preventing her from turning around.

"I didn't mean to make fun of you. I just remembered the scene when my father taught me how to write when I was a child. I couldn't help laughing."

Qi Ling was stunned, your father will teach you what you want, why are you hugging me?
"My first stroke was also this stroke, just like yours now. After that day, I practiced for a long time before I learned how to hold a brush. My father saw that I learned it quickly, and praised me for being smart."

emmm~ Are you showing off to me that you were very smart when you were young?
"But after my mother left, my father never taught me to write again."

This sudden reversal of tragedy, should she do something?
Since ancient times, it has been the most ruthless emperor's family. The queen has passed away, and there are so many concubines in the harem. The emperor naturally forgets about a child who lost his mother. It is the greatest blessing to survive.

Well, it's time for a wave of explosive acting.

Qi Ling hugged Murong Song back, and said softly, "Murong Song, will you always teach me how to write?"

Murong Song's waist is good, generous and strong, a good waist.

"Yes." He said after a moment, "I will always teach Ling'er how to write."

Qi Ling, who wanted to have a burst of acting skills, suddenly didn't know what to do, Murong Song's "yes" came to her heart, like a solemn promise.

Although Qi Ling's perception of emotions is different from ordinary people, she attaches great importance to her promises.

If you don't keep your promises, why promise.

After a long time, Murong Song heard the humanity in his arms say: "I will also let you teach me for the rest of my life."

"Oh~ that's not okay, if you let me teach you for the rest of your life, wouldn't you be a big fool."

Murong Song's voice became gentle, and when he hugged Qi Ling, he suddenly felt enlightened, figured it out, he wanted to spend his whole life with the girl in front of him.

"Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Be silly."

"Hmph, you should teach me how to write! Famous teachers make great disciples. My master, I want to start teaching as soon as possible!"

"it is good."

Murong Song continued to practice calligraphy with Qi Ling, but after half an hour, Qi Ling's handwriting still did not change at all.

"Suddenly, I feel that it is really embarrassing for me to have a student like you."

Qi Ling didn't want to anymore, she had reminded him.

"Xiao Songzi, if you teach this concubine well, you will be rewarded a lot."

"Ling'er, I didn't expect you to really think that way." Fortunately, he thought that she called her "Xiao Songzi" just because it was kind, but he didn't expect that she really thought that way.

"What do you think?"

Qi Ling: Although I think so, I just want to ask you, what can you do to me?
"Whatever you think, I will think so."

Qi Ling suddenly turned around in Murong Song's arms, and was in close contact with Murong Song's body.

"What does Xiao Songzi think I'm thinking now?"

Murong Song saw Qi Ling's approaching face, his eyes flickering on his lips, his right foot quietly took a step back, and the moment Murong Song stepped back, Qi Ling rushed towards him.

However, Murong Song turned around vigorously with his right foot, dodged it, took Qi Ling's hand in an instant, and pulled Qi Ling who had jumped out into his arms, pressing her head to his chest.

"It seems that Bengong can think what Linger thinks."

"No. I saw something on your face and wanted to take it off for you."

Vulgar excuse.

"I thought so too, but I don't need Ling'er to help me, that thing will come down by itself."

After finishing speaking, Murong Song pressed Qi Ling's shoulder and kissed her on the lips.

Qi Ling: Damn it, I was teased back.

No, kiss back.

Just when the two were so close to each other, there was a knock on the door, and then, the sound of the wind.

"Master, the Ninth Prince is here."

The interrupted two separated their lips, Murong Song took Qi Ling into his arms, and said casually: "Understood, let him wait first."

"Yes."

Qi Ling simply felt that ten thousand beasts were galloping in his heart.

Murong Xi, Suifeng, you two sticks!Sooner or later it will kill you.

Qi Ling was hugged by Murong Song and stared at the door angrily.

"Ling'er seems very unhappy."

"No."

At this kind of moment, there must be more than two people who are disturbing the scenery, Qi Ling's stomach echoed and let out a "cuckoo ~" cry.

"Ling'er seems hungry?"

Qi Ling: Don't you ask knowingly?My stomach is growling, can't you hear me?
"But I haven't asked you if you are satisfied with the dropped things?"

　Qi Ling: Oh!man.

　　Murong Song: Heh!woman.

　　Zha Xue: Heh!You are very honest about your body!

　　Kiss, hug, hold high!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)