A child cannot become a talent without teaching.

He copied this book of admitting mistakes in Minhangzhou.

Otherwise, how could Minhangzhou, who was tall and above, sit in the study overnight and write carefully?

late at night.

Lin Yan checked whether Minhangzhou had written a hundred times.

She approached the desk and reached out.

Minhangzhou was approached by the leather chair, closed the pen on his own, and signaled her to take it by herself, with a calm expression.

Lin Yan picked up the paper and looked at it. The thoughts in his head suddenly became empty.

The pure white rice paper is full of: Wife, I love you

Every stroke and word are neat and meticulous, and the ink color is extremely exquisite.

He was born with a wealth of wealth in Minhangzhou. How could he think he was wrong?

He is a romantic person by nature and always makes people feel free to say goodbye.

It is so satisfying that you can coax you to tears and jump into his trap of love and moon.

She doesn't care whether it's true or not.

In just one second, Lin Yan felt warm and laughed obediently, picking up the ruler in his hand to pretend to tease Minhangzhou.

When it was raised like this, Minhangzhou stepped back, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "The top collection at the auction is a bronze ruler in the Song Dynasty, used by the emperor, this is 60 million yuan, you will smash it."

Lin Yan didn't throw it away, spread the rice paper with both hands and looked at it, laughing after laughing.

The chaebol who used to be calm and decent in the past always had a unique side, lazy and dissatisfied.

Written half true and half false.

Minhangzhou lit a cigarette and smoked it. In the thin smoke, he glanced at Lin Yan.

Give her beauty.

She said, "I want to frame it and hang it in the bedroom."
Chapter completed!