Chapter 118

LAN Duoduo said that this punishment is really not like punishment.

In fact, this is not a punishment, Junyue private heart just want to, through this way, let her firmly remember his name.

"Both of them must be able to write, and must satisfy me, or I will not be allowed to eat tonight."

Jun Yue pretended to be serious.

LAN Duoduo is bitter with a small face. One way of writing is very difficult for her. She can't even read this other way. Moreover, the time is so short that Junyue is obviously hard for her.

"Well, let's practice here. I have some things to deal with."

LAN Duoduo pulled his clothes: "that Mu Mu she..."

Jun Yue light open lips: "don't ask for mercy, she can't escape this time."

Words fall, then walked out of the study.

LAN Duoduo breathed a breath, jumped down from the desk, looked at the strong and powerful fonts on two pieces of paper on the desktop, and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth.

Is that the name of the lacrosse? It's beautiful.

Well, practice hard. She will learn how to write the name of the lacrosse.

It is also because of the so-called penalty of Junyue, the two words that Lan Duoduo wrote the best were Junyue.

The only two words that I can write when I mention the brush are Junyue.

Due to the LAN Duoduo and Li Mu Mu today, the company has left a lot of business has not been dealt with.

The lacrosse had to go back to the company and deal with affairs.

When he came back to Junyuan again and walked into the study, a little girl had a brush in her hand, and her fluffy head was lying on the desk, pressing rice paper and sleeping soundly.

Junyue silently hook the lips, walked in the past, LAN Duoduo's claws, small face, covered with black ink.

Seeing that she was sleeping so soundly, the lacrosse bent down slightly, raised his hand, and pinched her nose with a bad heart.

After a while, LAN Duoduo can't breathe. Her face is pink and her mouth is pink.

She wrinkled her delicate eyebrows, as if she was driving away something she disliked. She waved her little hands and patted her face in front of her.

Jun Yue quickly let go of her, and saw LAN Duoduo, who had recovered her breath, lifted her small hand and rubbed it against her small face. The ink on her hand that had not been completely dry was rubbed against her porcelain white face.

The whole person is lazy and lovely, just like a cat accidentally stained with watercolor.

The lacrosse was amused by her lovely action.

In a moment, she picked her up gently, and her black eyes glanced at the paper she pressed.

There was a flash of surprise.

Both pen and brush characters are very clean and elegant. It doesn't look like it was written by someone who only practiced writing for a few hours.

The line of sight again put on the little girl's face in her arms, and her lips outlined a shallow arc.

It's a smart little thing.

Holding her back to the room, put it on the bed, lacrosse turned around and took out a wet handkerchief from the bathroom and gently wiped the ink on her face and hands.

At this time, the little man who had been sleeping soundly on the bed seemed to have had a nightmare. He frowned, and his head was shaking and whispering.

"Don't Don't hit me, I'm right Don't lock me up... "

Although the voice was very low and the words were vague, the lacrosse still recognized a general idea.

Deep black eyes appear to cherish the color, he sat on the bed, the little girl's head on his thigh, warm palm gently stroking her back.

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