The Soft and Adorable Host was Picked Up by the Yandere Bigshot

Bai Sang was very satisfied with Shu Zhengqing's answer.

Then move a small stool, sit in the shade and eat the fruit.

The father of the book and the mother of the book have gone out, and now that they have bought a house, they have to find a living.

Originally, Bai Sang wanted to go with her, but she was rejected.

Thinking that my husband is also at home.

After Shu Zhengqing finished drying the books, he took them back to the study.

Arrange them one by one.

Bai Sang refused to let her help.

"Msanggong, I will not be here for many days. Is the thing you sent ready?" She propped her chin with one hand and looked at the people who were still busy.

These words made Shu Zhengqing's body stiff, but he quickly returned to normal.

"When it's ready, the lady and Ji can deliver it."

"What the hell is it? You actually kept it hidden and didn't tell me." Bai Sang became a little curious.

"The lady will know when the time comes." Shu Zhengqing still didn't say anything.

Bai Sang has no choice but to hope that Ji Ji will come soon.

later days.

The father of the book took people out every day.

Shumu didn't go out, and planted grass at home every day.

As for Bai Sang, Shu Zhengqing hid all those scripts and did not allow them to read them.

But she is so boring.

Don't let her read it, then write it yourself!

pick up a pen.

At present, I can still write with a brush, and it is not too ugly.

It was also hard work.

Every time Shu Zhengqing went to the teacher's home to do homework, he came back and saw what the lady was writing.

I didn't take it to heart at first, and sat by the side to read a book.

But one time, after he finished finishing a book, he happened to pass behind Bai Sang just as he put it on the shelf.

The eyes rolled away.

【Xiaohua teasingly asks: "Don't tell me you want to give yourself to me?"】

【Xiaocao becomes nervous, "How do you know?"】

Shu Zhengqing immediately stopped moving, and stood behind Bai Sang, staring at what she wrote in horror.

The love stories written by Bai Sang are not as obscure as in ancient times.

All kinds of straightforward words appeared.

Shu Zhengqing stood and watched for a long time, and he suddenly felt that the characters written on the lady's hands seemed to him...

And the woman who molested people was somewhat similar to the lady.

How is this going……

Bai Sang is still writing vigorously, writing with forgetfulness.

Cheeks are still rosy.

Shu Zhengqing looked down, "Ahem!"

When he saw the following paragraphs, he choked on his saliva.

Bai Sang turned around when she heard the sound, and saw that the person was very close to her.

"Sir, what are you doing standing behind me?"

"What are you writing about?" Shu Zhengqing thought that he still wanted to show the lady some face, and didn't directly expose it.

A smile appeared on Bai Sang's face, she grabbed a piece of the manuscript she had just finished, and held it in front of him like a treasure: "Master, this is the script I wrote, take a look, do you think it looks good?"

Shu Zhengqing stared at his pretty eyes, he didn't expect the lady to show it to him without hiding it.

A peerless beauty, full of astonishment.

"Sanggong? What's wrong with you?" Seeing that the man was silent, Bai Sang waved her hand in front of his eyes.

Shu Zhengqing came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to take a few pieces of paper and looked at them.

He hadn't looked a little ahead.

Now look at the front and the back together.

The heart was beating thumpingly.

The sense of substitution is too strong...

Shu Zhengqing blushed unconsciously.

"Sanggong, do you look good?" Bai Sang stood up.

Just about to come over, Shu Zhengqing stuffed a few pieces of paper back into her hand, returned to her seat and sat down.

"Fortunately, it's too blunt, so my wife should stop writing."