Long cone?

Swallowing his saliva, Sheng Xun's voice was a little hoarse.

"Mio, this, this, to, what to do?"

It won't be what he thinks.

The throat moved.

I was nervous.

Luo Mio raised a warm smile at the man, like a spring breeze.

The tone is very gentle.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here for your good."

After saying that, he ruthlessly inserted the long cone into the hole made by the chair.

Shook it twice, and it was very steady.

Won't pour, satisfied.

Hold over a stack of books in the corner of the table.

Ran in front of Sheng Xun and said with a smile.

"Come, copy these Buddhist scriptures again, and if you don't finish them, you won't be allowed to sleep."

！！！

Sheng Xun was stupid.

Mu looked at it stunned, one, two, three, forty, eleven Buddhist scriptures.

Hands trembled involuntarily.

This, this is terrible.

When will it be copied?

And.

"Ouch." Covering his head, the rope pulled at his hair.

Pain.

With the lesson, the movements became extremely cautious and bowed their heads.

Look at the things on the chairs.

Sheng Xun felt that life was very difficult.

Still lamenting, a pen was stuffed in his hand.

Then he was patted on the shoulder.

"Write well, I'll go to sleep first, don't try to play tricks, Poria will supervise you."

Lying at the door trying to pretend that she was not there, Poria who quietly peeked.

I heard the young master mention his name.

Hurried in.

Nodded solemnly.

"Young master, Poria will definitely be optimistic about my uncle."

His gaze was on the man with a desolate face.

Silently admonish yourself.

You must not make the young master angry.

Uncle is so miserable.

But I want to laugh.

Hold on, he will hold back.

Luo Mio yawned and covered her lips.

Glancing at the two of them, their voices soft and sleepy.

"Don't think about being opportunistic, write well, finish writing early, and rest early."

He yawned again and walked away leisurely.

Tonight.

He can get a good night's sleep.

Sheng Xun watched Luo Mio leave, shrugging his head dejectedly.

He is a military general, and the most impatient thing is the text stuff.

However.

The reality is brutal.

As if breaking his wrist for a short time, he gritted his teeth and brushed his toothbrush to write.

Poria sat on a small bench in the doorway.

While drowsy, while urging.

"Uncle, don't be lazy, hurry up and copy, it's been three watches, how long do you have to delay."

Sheng Xun looked at the five Buddhist scriptures left.

pursed lips.

Quickened up the speed in your hands.

Just not attentive.

After writing for a while, I peeked at the poria at the door.

Seeing that he finally couldn't hold back and fell asleep.

Hurriedly whistled at the open window.

Soon, a man came in from outside.

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"General, General!"

Shu Yizhou was stunned.

What kind of shape is this now?

How can it be so scary.

And also.

Why does he have to intervene actively or passively every time this happens?

Doesn't he want to die?

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up, copy these five copies for me."

As he spoke, he untied the rope from his head.

After Shu Yizhou came over.

Tie him up decisively.

Brush stuff for him.

"You've got an hour and a half left."

After speaking, he didn't care about Shu Yizhou's expression, and his pace was brisk.

The back is exuding a comfortable walk.

Shu Yizhou: ""

M, what's this called?

The general is too much of a bully.

It's amazing to have a husband.

Sooner or later, he will have it too!

Hum.

scolded countless times in my heart.

Grinding his teeth, he began to copy Buddhist scriptures.

One day, he was going to kill this chief.

Gas.

Sheng Xun who was read non-stop.

Climbed lightly onto Luo Mio's bed and hugged her husband.

Close your eyes happily.