Fellow Daoist, Your Script Is So Beautiful

Chapter 100 Today, I, Su Li, cross the tribulation, and I will definitely lose!

"Just write. 'Grandpa can't live a thousand years'."

Hearing Su Li's voice, Tan Sisi froze for a moment.

Since she practiced for half a year, she has never heard such a strange request

How can anyone curse themselves?

Could it be that the other party knew about his affairs, so he deliberately mocked him?

Thinking about it, under the hood of the sweater, Qin Sisi's eyes gradually became moist

Su Li looked at the girl standing blankly and motionless, and was also a little puzzled: "Girl, are you okay? Girl?"

It wasn't until two crystal clear teardrops slid down the girl's cheeks, reflecting the sun's rays and falling to the ground, that Su Li was startled:

"Wait, girl, don't cry. Why are you crying all of a sudden? Didn't I just give you some business? No need, no need. I will often ask you to write in the future.

Don't cry, why are you crying more and more, there is no need to be so moved, it is really unnecessary"

Su Li hurriedly "persuaded" her, otherwise other people around would look at it and think what I did to this girl.

After a long time, Tan Sisi reached into the hood with her white and tender little hand, and gently wiped away the crystal tears from the corners of her eyes.

A small movement, but with a beauty that can directly hit the DNA.

"Bad guy." Tan Sisi said softly.

Su Li: "Huh? Girl, what are you talking about?"

Qin Sisi pulled her hat and shook her head.

Although the bad guy was mocking him, but he paid for it, so he had no choice but to write for him.

But when she picked up the pen, the kind-hearted girl still whispered nervously: "Do you really want to write?"

"Of course, hurry up, don't worry, I have to go home for dinner." Su Li sounded impatient.

There is no way, Su Li thinks that if she is not aggressive, she will talk to her for a long time.

"Squeeze Mo Jiwo." Tears rolled in the corners of Qin Sisi's eyes again, and her aggrieved tone made people want to put her in the palm of his hand to care for her.

Su Li was taken aback for a moment, good guy, hearing this accent, is this a girl from Shu?

"Then hurry up, I have to go back to design a Faraday cage." Su Li's tone softened a bit.

Qin Sisi nodded and began to study ink and pick up a pen.

The girl's handwriting is very beautiful, but when written on the huge copybook, it will not make people have the slightest disobedience.

Even when the girl was waving the pen and ink, she exuded a faint fragrance of green orchids.

Since Tan Sisi leaned over while writing, the large sweater was directly placed on the girl's back and attached to the girl's body.

The winding curve of the back is like the undulating mountains, but also softly like the winding stream.

Su Li's eyes widened in an instant.

He originally thought that the girl hiding under the sweater was just average.

But I didn't expect it to be so good!

It's almost as good as my own crumb master!

"Let's write it down."

After a while, Tan Sisi got up, and the sloppy overcoat once again covered the girl's figure.

For the first time, Su Li felt that the sweater she designed was such a failure!

When Su Li picked up the copybook, she took advantage of the situation from bottom to top, and looked under the brim of the girl's sweater!

As a result, the girl turned around immediately, and Su Li looked lonely.

"Cough cough cough" Su Li picked up the paper with some embarrassment, and then accepted it with peace of mind, "There are still a few words, please write them down for me."

Qin Sisi nodded.

"I said you write it."

Su Li forcibly restrained herself from molesting her.

In fact, Su Li didn't know what was going on, maybe because this girl was too soft and her voice was soft.

So Su Li always has the idea of ​​wanting to bully her.

Qin Sisi nodded again, looking a little cute.

"Today, I, Su Li, will go through the tribulation, and I will definitely lose!"

Qin Sisi: "."

"Welcome to the Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation, and believe that the Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation is extremely powerful."

"I, Su Li, will definitely not be able to resist the first lightning calamity, so please be merciful."

"I, Su Li, will definitely not be able to withstand the second lightning disaster."

"I, Su Li, will definitely not be able to resist"

With a medium-grade spirit stone, Su Li made this girl write more than a dozen copybooks.

And writing is exhausting.

After a stick of incense, the girl who didn't have a moment to rest turned slightly pale, and cold sweat was already dripping down.

"That's good." Su Li was very embarrassed after tossing her so tiredly, and gave another middle-grade spirit stone, "Thank you, girl."

"I can't have a nest."

Seeing another mid-grade spirit stone handed over by Su Li, the girl took two steps back and shook her head.

With that said, the girl took out her little sachet and wanted to give Su Li some change.

Because there are two words for a low-grade spirit stone, and I haven't reached two hundred words yet.

"Tell you to put it away, why are you talking so much nonsense." Su Li reprimanded again.

The fierce tone made the girl froze in place.

"Okay, let's go."

Su Li sighed, waved his hands and turned to leave, the voice came faintly from behind him.

"I will be crossing the catastrophe in the Tribulation Ceremony in the near future. Come and take a look, your calligraphy and painting are not worthless!"

Seeing Su Li flying away from the book peak, the girl raised her head, and her peach blossom eyes blinked slightly.

After another incense stick, it was finally time to set up the stall. The girl let out a deep breath, closed the stall and walked to her courtyard.

"came back?"

In front of the courtyard, a voice came.

"Really, and wearing such tight clothes, aren't you hot?"

"Wait. Don't"

Before Qin Sisi could resist, the girl in front of the courtyard had already stepped forward and unzipped her large sweater to take it off.

When the sweater hat was put down, the girl's hair like a waterfall was scattered on the back, shining faintly in the sun, as if it was the most perfect black satin in the world.

The delicate melon seed face, under the long eyelashes, is a pair of slightly raised peach blossom eyes, and the upturned Qiong nose is small and cute.

The cherry lips under Joan's nose are rippling with the color of cherry blossoms.

The chin is slightly pointed, and the tender little face is slightly flushed, and it is as smooth as a peeled egg.

Tan Sisi, who was completely stripped of her sweater by the woman, was wearing Shufeng's long ink dress.

Qin Sisi was originally 1.7 meters tall, and against the backdrop of the long skirt, the girl's figure was as mature as a flat peach.

It is impossible for any man to look away once he sees her.

The girl who lost the protection of the sweater was so ashamed that she hugged her exquisite body tightly and ran back to the room.

"Really, it's obvious that the appearance and figure are first-class, but they are all covered up. Isn't it a pity?"

Followed back to the room, looking at Tan Sisi who was sitting on the bed hugging the pillow, the woman couldn't help but sigh.

Qin Sisi didn't answer, but buried her head deeper into the pillow, only a pair of peach blossom eyes blinked slightly.

"What's the matter, there seems to be something wrong with you." The girl sat on Tan Sisi's bed and gently took her little hand.

"No."

Thinking of the man's fierce tone, Tan Sisi shook her head in fear.

But in order not to let the other party see her uneasiness, Qin Sisi raised her head, asked softly, and changed the subject:

"Muliu. What about you, did you divorce him?"

(end of this chapter)