Living under the hands of the vicious national teacher

"Wh-who cares about you, don't talk nonsense." Mu Qiusheng said.

Xuanyuan Shang looked at the blood on his pants, his whole face turned black.

"Did he move you?"

"What, what?" Mu Qiusheng didn't realize it all at once.

Xuanyuan Shang wanted to take off his pants without saying a word, and Mu Qiu pulled his pants desperately.

"Di Yuntian, what are you doing!"

"How did the blood on your pants come from? Did he touch you!" Xuanyuan Shang was like an angry beast, his eyes were full of anger.

"No, no. The wound is open." Mu Qiusheng said.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Shang calmed down.

"Does it hurt?" Xuanyuan Shang asked.

"It hurts~" Mu Qiusheng said.

"Pain keeps memory! No matter who calls you in the future, don't go, not even the emperor."

"The people in my country's teacher's residence, how could they be able to move?" Xuanyuan Shang said.

Mu Qiusheng looked at him, damn it, so handsome... how pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at it.

"After taking the medicine, go to the study and wait." Xuanyuan Shang left after saying this.

Sure enough, he is still the same, Mu Qiusheng wished to poke his eyes blind, but I think he is handsome? ! ! "Evil capitalists!"

Mu Qiusheng looked at the plaque in the study, and subconsciously touched his buttocks, "I will protect you well."

Mu Qiusheng raised his eyes and looked, it was a picture of a beauty.The ink-like blue hair is tied up with a simple hairpin, the eyelashes are like fans, the focused eyes, the slender white fingers, every frown and smile are picturesque.

Xuanyuan Shang heard the movement of the visitor, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Come here..."

Mu Qiusheng's soul was almost snatched away. For such a beautiful person, how beautiful should his handwriting be?

Mu Qiusheng ran over excitedly, his smile gradually stiffened, and his smile gradually disappeared.The crooked characters are of different sizes, and they don't match my image at all. Don't they all speak like their own characters?Liar!

Why don't the ancients lie to me and put his mother's shit, I think it's just this group of old immortals who are full of lies.

"How about the calligraphy of my teacher?" Xuanyuan Shang said.The key is that I have self-confidence.

Mu Qiusheng: "..."

"Do you want to listen to the truth or lies?" Mu Qiu asked with a false smile.

"Of course it's the truth." Xuanyuan Shang said.

"Master Guoshi's handwriting is naturally vigorous and powerful, the pen is like a dragon, the strength penetrates the back of the paper, and the iron draws a silver hook." Mu Qiusheng said.

"Have vision!" Xuanyuan Shang said.

"..."

"Wait for my national teacher to write a few more, and I will let you take it home and frame it. I know that my second dog is thin-skinned and may be embarrassed to speak, so my national teacher will give you a few directly, be considerate." Xuanyuan Shang said.

Second, what size are you!

Mu Qiusheng couldn't smile at all, he pursed his lips, "Hehehe, caring..."

"Is it okay not to frame it? Master Guoshi's handwriting is so perfect, I want to keep it well." Mu Qiusheng said.

"No..." Xuanyuan Shang said.

"..."

I'm afraid I can't afford to lose face.

"Grinding ink..." Xuanyuan Shang said.

"Oh!" For the sake of saving me today, I'll just be more obedient.

"So good today?" Xuanyuan Shang asked.

"That's..." Mu Qiusheng said.

Mu Qiu was grinding ink, feeling the things of the ancients, the ancients were really smart.

Dreaming Little Theater:

Before the flowers and under the moon, accompanied by beauties, good food and wine, soft and fragrant, warm jade, comfortable...

Suddenly the beauty in his arms turned into Xuanyuan Shang's face, and all the beautiful things disappeared, Xuanyuan Shang suddenly turned into a giant python, chasing him constantly.

"Help! Help..."

Mu Qiusheng woke up suddenly.

Xuanyuan Shang's face was covered in ink, and he was already on the verge of erupting.Yin Yang said strangely, "Did you sleep well?"

"...It's, it's okay." Mu Qiusheng swallowed his saliva, and kept backing away, maybe he did it.