The desks are all Buddhist scriptures. Such an elegant place is really lost!

Qiao Bailin pulled her up, Jun Yan smiled, "Go copy the scriptures, baby!"

Yao Jing frowned, "What about you?"

Qiao Bailin laughed, "Obviously it is what you take!"

Yao Jing is unhappy, "Then you come to grind me ink."

This time Qiao Bailin did not oppose, and his voice was spoiled. "Okay, grind me Jingjing."

Yao Jing listened to his voice for a while.

The man got up and left, Yao Jing's heartbeat was powerful. He turned his head and looked out the window. He realized that the man's eyes were explored, so he pretended to get up.

While he was grinding ink, Yao Jing turned in the study again and found that the books on the bookshelves were very wide. A famous book novel has many countries in the country. Each book has traces of it.

Paste reading notes.

The handwriting is beautiful and elegant, and is consistent with the text of the scriptures. At first glance, Mrs. Qiao's handwriting.

Yao Jing looked at it roughly, Mrs. Qiao was at least favorable for five foreign languages.

The sigh in her heart was more and more sighing.

A sense of sadness of the same feeling hit her heart, she converged her heart, and the touch of her heart disappeared instantly.

Putting down the book in his hand, Yao Jing turned, and saw Qiao Bailin sitting on the desk to grind the ink. His skewed body was lazy and casual, long arms and well -proportioned, with clear bone festivals holding ink, and the wind and elegant were uninhibited.

Then, then

His face is really like Mrs. Joe.

After Yao Jing walked to the desk, she paved the rice paper, flattened with town paper, opened the scriptures, found places copied by Mrs. Qiao before, and started to choose a brush.

Qiao Bailin glanced at her and smiled, "It's quite like a decent!"

Yao Jing was sitting upright, holding a brush in his hands, and looking down, "My calligraphy is learned with Yao Xinfei."

Qiao Bailin said, "My family Jingjing is so intelligent, it must be my learning better!"

Yao Jingyao glanced at him, "Views!"

"certainly!"

Qiao Bailin raised an eyebrow.

Yao Jing looked at him with a proud look, and his heart was numb. She immediately stunned and warned herself not to be seduced by him!

No longer nonsense with him, Yao Jing dipped in ink and began to calm down the scriptures.

Qiao Bailin went out for a moment, and when he came back, he brought a tea tea to Yao Jing's hand. He couldn't copy the scriptures, but could not continue to sleep anymore. He took this book and sat opposite Yao Jing to read it.

Yao Jing concentrated on his ambition, Qiao Bailin was tired and lazy.

Qiao Bailin looked up inadvertently and saw the side of the girl sitting on the opposite side. The back was straight and her eyes were slightly hanging.

Qiao Bailin stayed on her face for a few seconds, turned his eyes out of the window, the breeze was not dry, and the sun was slow. For a while, he gave birth to the illusion of quietness.

After hooking the corners of his lips, the man continued to flip the book.

One afternoon, the two spent in the study. In the evening, Yao Jing copied the remaining scriptures and stretched a lot of lazy waist.

Qiao Bailin came over and squeezed her shoulders, and the strength was not light or heavy. It was just right. Yao Jing's back was even more stiff. He pushed him away, "Don't touch me, be tacky!"

Qiao Bailin laughed, "Copy a scripture book, and also copy you extraordinary and refined!"
Chapter completed!