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Chapter 965 Hibiscus is not as good as beauty makeup 3

 The study door was ajar, and she vaguely saw many people.

"Xiao Xi, is there really no role hint?" Yun Tuan crumpled the rice paper and made it look old.

[Sorry host, we really don’t have this function.]

"It's been so long and there's still no new feature. How dare you say it's a paradise for anchors?"

Yun Tuan pursed her lips and smiled. Being a house manager is not without its benefits. At least since she has read the house management review regulations thoroughly, she will avoid all violations during her live broadcast.

Even if it was a complaint, the person reviewing her at the moment could not circle any sentence and mark it in red.

【Anchor...】

Squeak——

The wooden door was pushed open by a pair of big scarred hands, and people wearing the same clothes came out one after another. When they saw the clouds, they were so surprised that they jumped back one by one like dumplings.

As his clothes fluttered around, Yun Tuan saw a waist tag with the words "Escort Bureau" printed on it.

I see, no wonder I have a martial arts background.

"Hehehe...Miss Luo, you are in such a good mood today. Come to the study to admire the moon?"

One of them, a young man who looked smarter, grinned, and his two rows of teeth were particularly conspicuous against his dark skin.

Although he is clever and bold, his mouth is also lame.

Yun Tuan raised his eyebrows and cleared his throat, "Well, what's going on? Is there a big order?"

"No, no, no, no! The eldest lady can't follow you! If you turn back, you will be punished again!" Another young man with slightly fairer skin shook his head repeatedly. If his ears were bigger, he would probably be able to take off on the spot.
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Yun Tuan waved his hand, "Come on, go ahead, I have something else to do."

A group of people were relieved and disappeared in a few seconds.

Yun Tuan frowned, what kind of terrifying character is she...

How can these powerful escorts be afraid of becoming like this?

She sighed, knocked on the door, took the crumpled rice paper, and stood across the threshold.

Behind the desk is a lean, middle-aged man, with a bit of bookishness on his face, but his overall temperament, and he looks like a ruthless and unreasonable bandit leader.

The overall look is very inconsistent, like... the dog-headed military advisor of the Mountain King.

The moment the military advisor saw her, he raised the corner of his mouth and then straightened his face, "What are you doing here? You still think dad's place is not chaotic enough! Have you finished copying the book?"

Yun Tuan calmly handed over the homework copied by Xiao Xi, "Yeah."

The cheap dad was doubtful and took the thick stack of rice paper. His eyes widened as he rolled his eyes, "This, this, this... is this your handwriting? Who did you ask to copy it for you?"

Bang!

The man slapped the paper on the table and became angry.

"Hmm...what's different?" Yun Tuan held the pen in his left hand, dipped it in ink, and wrote something similar in the blank corner of the rice paper.

Dad's eyes widened instantly, "You, you, you, when did you know how to write with your left hand?"

"Walking in the world, you don't have to be overwhelmed by your many skills." Yun Tuan raised his head and chimed in.

"Okay, are your wings stiff? I asked you to see each other with the Li family. Why don't you go and write with your left hand here? Is it fun?" The cheap dad rolled up the book and rushed out in two or two steps to hit someone.

Yun Tuan sighed softly and turned away.

"Why are you hiding! Dad can't teach you a lesson, right?"

"Not really, but I can't stand and get beaten!" Yun Tuan said confidently, having a superficial understanding of the character of this "Miss Luo".

"Stop! Don't think you won't be punished if you copy the book honestly!"

"I don't!"

Yun Tuan dodged around, but he didn't get beaten.

Just chasing after a stick of incense, the cheap dad was defeated first. He supported the desk and put the crumpled Art of War back, breathing unsteadily, "Okay, you are really rebelling. Wait until your mother comes back from the marriage.

, let’s see if she doesn’t teach you a lesson!”

"Today's work is done today! I don't care, I have finished copying the book, I can't punish you any more!"


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