Yushu was panting by him and her star eyes were blurred, so she could only reluctantly answer: But what if someone picked it up...
Then you can give it to me and I will help you with it.
When Yu Shu heard this, wouldn’t he discover the book “The Book of Cardamom” he read?
With Xiao Jing's personality, she must use this to tease her. Moreover, she didn't want to throw away those words in her heart, but she was shy about it and hurriedly thought of an excuse:
I read those stories, not only those shameful ones, I... I also want to write one by myself.
Xiao Jing had long seen that she was insincere, but said oh: Does Na Shu'er want to write "The Legend of Blue Bridge" or "Jin Ping Mei"?
When Yushu heard this, she was immediately embarrassed.
"The Legend of Blue Bridge", she just read a few pages of "Jin Ping Mei" last night, and there are many obscene descriptions. He is so ridiculing, isn't he asking her to write those stories of men and women having sex?
I recalled the blunt and explicit description in the verse book again. When my heart itched, my pussy just thought of it and shrank, and turned around and twisted Xiao Jing with a red face: If you talk about it again, I will...
But she was playing with her buttocks in a position where the man was playing with her. Before she finished speaking, her glans was poked onto her breasts. Her whole body felt sore and she exclaimed softly. She had to barely say: Since you don’t believe me, I will write a book for you to see!
How cute is her angry little look?
Xiao Jing was so fond of love that she loved her. Seeing that her beautiful breasts had been neglected for a long time, she picked her up and hugged her in her arms.
He held up the two jade rabbits on her chest with his big hand and rubbed them to play with them. He then touched her to pinch the tender little lust, and said softly:
OK, I believe you won't do it yet.
He thought that Yu Shu was full of talent and many men were not as good as that, and couldn't help but smile: What you wrote must be ten times more than those on the market.
This is what Yu Shu thinks. Who among those with high talent is not a little arrogant?
Although Yushu is as indifferent to fame and fortune as her father, she is unable to display her talent because of the woman's full of talent, so she can only hide it in the boudoir all day long. Her power is like a sword sealed in a box. She always thinks about how to not regret it.
Therefore, she had a long thought in her mind, that is, to publish her works in the book and spread them to the world.
But this idea is shocking. It should be noted that women should not even write outside their boudoirs. How many Li Yians have been there from ancient times?
I was moved in my heart for a moment and said: It’s a pity that no one appreciates it even after writing it out.
Xiao Jing raised his eyebrows: How come there is no one, am I?I saw Yushu feeling a little sad, and said, "I can't say one day, even those storytellers, will you talk about your words."
Yushu was amused by him and couldn't help but say proudly: Even if I write, I can't write about those dramas of emperors, generals, talented men and beautiful women. It's too cliché.
I must write an unprecedented story that can still be passed down to the world even after thousands of years.
Xiao Jing actually didn't believe in her heart. Although Yushu was smart, she was young after all. She grew up under the care of her parents since she was a child. She had never had any wind and rain, and she had never tasted the sweetness and sorrow of this world. How could she write about the love of the world and see the world as a piece of white paper?
But he looked at the petite girl in his arms, smiled on his lips, looked a little excited, proud, and dazzling expectations.
He had never had such a pure and clear light in his life, fearless and fearless.
good.He suddenly smiled.
Yu Shu looked up when she heard the sound, subconsciously feeling that there seemed to be something in her eyes that she couldn't understand.
I trust you.
Then you can give it to me and I will help you with it.
When Yu Shu heard this, wouldn’t he discover the book “The Book of Cardamom” he read?
With Xiao Jing's personality, she must use this to tease her. Moreover, she didn't want to throw away those words in her heart, but she was shy about it and hurriedly thought of an excuse:
I read those stories, not only those shameful ones, I... I also want to write one by myself.
Xiao Jing had long seen that she was insincere, but said oh: Does Na Shu'er want to write "The Legend of Blue Bridge" or "Jin Ping Mei"?
When Yushu heard this, she was immediately embarrassed.
"The Legend of Blue Bridge", she just read a few pages of "Jin Ping Mei" last night, and there are many obscene descriptions. He is so ridiculing, isn't he asking her to write those stories of men and women having sex?
I recalled the blunt and explicit description in the verse book again. When my heart itched, my pussy just thought of it and shrank, and turned around and twisted Xiao Jing with a red face: If you talk about it again, I will...
But she was playing with her buttocks in a position where the man was playing with her. Before she finished speaking, her glans was poked onto her breasts. Her whole body felt sore and she exclaimed softly. She had to barely say: Since you don’t believe me, I will write a book for you to see!
How cute is her angry little look?
Xiao Jing was so fond of love that she loved her. Seeing that her beautiful breasts had been neglected for a long time, she picked her up and hugged her in her arms.
He held up the two jade rabbits on her chest with his big hand and rubbed them to play with them. He then touched her to pinch the tender little lust, and said softly:
OK, I believe you won't do it yet.
He thought that Yu Shu was full of talent and many men were not as good as that, and couldn't help but smile: What you wrote must be ten times more than those on the market.
This is what Yu Shu thinks. Who among those with high talent is not a little arrogant?
Although Yushu is as indifferent to fame and fortune as her father, she is unable to display her talent because of the woman's full of talent, so she can only hide it in the boudoir all day long. Her power is like a sword sealed in a box. She always thinks about how to not regret it.
Therefore, she had a long thought in her mind, that is, to publish her works in the book and spread them to the world.
But this idea is shocking. It should be noted that women should not even write outside their boudoirs. How many Li Yians have been there from ancient times?
I was moved in my heart for a moment and said: It’s a pity that no one appreciates it even after writing it out.
Xiao Jing raised his eyebrows: How come there is no one, am I?I saw Yushu feeling a little sad, and said, "I can't say one day, even those storytellers, will you talk about your words."
Yushu was amused by him and couldn't help but say proudly: Even if I write, I can't write about those dramas of emperors, generals, talented men and beautiful women. It's too cliché.
I must write an unprecedented story that can still be passed down to the world even after thousands of years.
Xiao Jing actually didn't believe in her heart. Although Yushu was smart, she was young after all. She grew up under the care of her parents since she was a child. She had never had any wind and rain, and she had never tasted the sweetness and sorrow of this world. How could she write about the love of the world and see the world as a piece of white paper?
But he looked at the petite girl in his arms, smiled on his lips, looked a little excited, proud, and dazzling expectations.
He had never had such a pure and clear light in his life, fearless and fearless.
good.He suddenly smiled.
Yu Shu looked up when she heard the sound, subconsciously feeling that there seemed to be something in her eyes that she couldn't understand.
I trust you.
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