Li Kuiyong's life became dull again.

Especially Zhou Xiaobai has not been here for many days to water the flowers, which makes the ordinary days even more dull. Perhaps Deputy Commander Zhou also received the news and hurriedly hid his precious daughter.

On that day, Li Kuiyong was looking for treasure on the bookshelf again, and his eyes suddenly lit up:

This is, "December"?

The leader is so interesting. He even treasures this 58-year-old out-of-print book. Is it safe to hide it behind the Twenty-Four Histories? Shouldn’t it be pressed under the pillow?

If you put it here, you won’t be afraid of causing me to ruin!

Humph, hehe...

Li Kuiyong held "The Decade" and was deeply trapped in it for a while, forgetting both the things and the world.

Seeing the wonderful thing, he suddenly slapped his thigh and cursed:

"Bacacho, this old silver coin!"

"What's wrong with Boccaccio?"

It turned out to be Zhou Xiaobai's voice!

She actually came for a while, and when she saw Li Kuiyong watching, she didn't go over to disturb her.

Hearing him cursing, he followed up with a sentence.

Li Kuiyong looked up and realized that something was wrong. When did this girl come? Is there anything more embarrassing than this when was this girl caught her by her girlfriend's bag?

"Nothing, nothing..."

Li Kuiyong quickly closed the book and stuffed it into his schoolbag.

But Zhou Xiaobai's eyes were very sharp, and he said excitedly with a "ah" sound:

"It's actually "December". Sancticus once ranked it with Dante's "Divine Comedy" and called it a human song. Can I see it?"

Li Kuiyong had already stuffed the book into his schoolbag and shook his cheeks and said:

"No, I haven't finished watching it yet..."

Zhou Xiaobai pouted:

"Hmph, so stingy!"

Li Kuiyong raised his head and looked at her seriously, with 120,000 sincere words:

"Xiaobai, you can't read this book!"

Zhou Xiaobai curled his lips and said:

"This reason is so bad, why can't I watch it?"

Li Kuiyong said embarrassedly:

"This book is too dirty and not suitable for a white swan like you who is elegant and pure..."

Zhou Xiaobai snorted, stared at her big eyes and said:

"You're lying to me less. This is the first realism masterpiece in the history of European literature and the world's first collection of short stories. Besides, you've read it, why can't I read it?"

Li Kuiyong smiled and said:

"Don't believe those critics easily. They are just for the sinister intention of being inferior to all the dirty people. Think about the "Three Words and Two Photos" and "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" that were held high by them. Which one is not the old train of "Wuwuwu?"?"

Zhou Xiaobai didn't know what "Wuwuwu's old train" means. Although intuition is not a good thing, compulsory education gave her full confidence.

"Don't talk nonsense. "Sanyan Erpai" and "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" are both classic, and there are excerpts in the textbooks. Why is that bad?"

Li Kuiyong said helplessly:

"That's because you haven't read the full textbook. When the excerpts were selected, you'd deleted the exciting and unfilthful parts, otherwise it would definitely be the same as "Jin Ping Mei"..."

Zhou Xiao blushed, she had heard of "Jin Ping Mei".

"Hmph, stingy! You just can't bear to share it, and you don't have to bury those classics like this. Go home and ask my mother to find a book to take a look..."

"No, don't!"

Li Kuiyong was shocked. He was going to be exposed to Ms. Chen Yijun. He said that beating you eight times would be light. Don’t blacklist me. What should I do?

Zhou Xiaobai said proudly:

"If you're scared, then give me the book!"

This is how people are. The more they can’t get it, the more they want it.

If this book "December" was placed on the table properly, Zhou Xiaobai would not be able to turn over three pages, and he would definitely blush and spit, and he would never dare to read it again.

But Li Kuiyong didn't let her see, and the curiosity in her heart ignited. She had to get everything over and take a look!

Li Kuiyong also tried to make the final struggle and pressed his schoolbag and said:

"Let me do this, I will tell one of these paragraphs. If you hear them, you will definitely not want to read this book!"

Zhou Xiaobai doesn’t believe it!

"Speak!"

"Once the past priest, he told the nun that there was a devil living in my body, and it was so painful that you needed to help him catch him. The nun was very kind, so he helped him. But from then on, the girl came to the priest every day and told him that the devil now torture me in my body every day..."

Seeing him stopping, Zhou Xiaobai asked in confusion:

"That's it?"

Li Kuiyong nodded:

"That's it!"

Zhou Xiaobai smiled confidently:

"This is too simple. This kind of plot is very common in Western churches. The pastor is in pain. The nun helps him repent and enlightens him. Maybe he is very sinful and the nun's teachings are too shallow to resolve. Okay, give me the book!"

Miss, are you pretending?

Li Kuiyong had no choice but to take out the "Ten Days" from his schoolbag in dejectedly and said:

"Look at it, you are not allowed to be angry when you finish!"

Zhou Xiaobai smiled and said:

"What am I angry?"

He reached out to take the book, looked at the cover, and suddenly turned red. There was a nun with half-covered clothes on it...

She didn't dare to turn it over, and felt a little difficult to get rid of, so she handed it over and said:

"I want to see the passage you just said!"

Li Kuiyong grinned and helped her turn to the third day. The tenth story, the page of Alibeqi's retreat in the Egyptian desert practiced...

Zhou Xiaobai sat beside him and held up the book nervously:

"With this enthusiasm, she finally came to the desert area after several days of hard work. She saw a small thatched hut from afar, and staggered towards it, and saw a holy monk standing at the door..."

"Kui Yong, is this normal?"

"Oh, that's good!"

Li Kuiyong stood up quietly and moved towards the door step by step on tiptoe. Zhou Xiaobai did not notice. She had already noticed something was wrong between the lines...

After a while, a red cloud quietly climbed up on her face.

He bit his lower lip and looked at a few more lines. He suddenly blushed and threw the book on the table with a "splash", covering his face and screaming:

"Li Kuiyong, you hooligan!"

However, no one responded.

Zhou Xiaobai looked out through his fingers, and there was no trace of Li Kuiyong in the study?

She gasped nervously, took her hands off her hot cheeks, walked to the door and looked around, and then searched around the rooms, but there was still no one.

This soul is really running away?

Of course I'm going to run away!

If Li Kuiyong stays here, it will be a perfect scene of the death of the society. Zhou Xiaobai might be ashamed of what kind of shame?

Just now, Zhou Xiaobai immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he found out that he was not there.

After sitting quietly for a while, when I saw the book on the table, my face burned again, and I felt like a naughty deer was running, my palms were sweating...

He looked at the door vigilantly, then looked at the window, walked over and locked the door, pulled the curtains, and turned on the desk lamp "bang".

Covering his face, sitting under the light.

After a long time, she raised her head, looked at the locked door with guilt, then looked at the tight curtains, and squeezed them tightly with her jade fingers.
Chapter completed!