The next day, the sun rose as usual.

And Lao Bizhai is still open normally.

Ning Que endured the soreness of his whole body, even his bones were about to fall apart. He worked with his little maid, Xiao Sangsang, and the two of them to open the door to the book shop.

Because he didn't want the other party to know what he did last night, and he didn't want the other party to know that he was injured so as not to worry about this little black girl.

"Young Master."

"Look at it."

"Someone is here."

Sangsang greeted at the door.

She shouted.

Because I really don’t have to pay for it. If I don’t make any money, the master and servant will really go to drink the northwest wind.

Ning Que was very calm.

Because he knows how much he has.

cut.

Say something you're welcome.

Just because of her thin gold body.

And it's specially practiced.

Are you worried that no one will appreciate it?

The reason why it is not worth it now is because his name has not been published. Moreover, this is also his intentional work, but it is soon.

“Hmph…”

"I guess there are many people."

"Now you are already looking for the young gentleman who left the thin gold-body writing sticker in the red sleeve trick, right?"

Ning Que is content in his heart.

And at this moment, his eyes finally fell on the two customers who entered the door.

Because there is no way to ignore it!

Um.

The two people walked in.

If it is just a comparison of appearance.

This man is handsome, handsome, with a pair of sword eyebrows and a pair of star eyes. He has an outstanding temperament. Ah, bah, a little white face, Ning Que scolds in his heart.

And it's a woman.

He has an excellent temperament, just like a jasper in a small family in Jiangnan. His bookish spirit is like a canopy soaring into the sky, which actually gives Ning Qu an illusion that if the other party is not a woman, then he must have the talent of the prime minister of the dynasty.

and...

Even so...

He actually asked him to ignore the other party's appearance that was ashamed of his image as a fairy from heaven descended to earth.

"OMG!"

"Where are these two people coming from?"

Ning Que told the truth.

He felt a little inferior.

He thought about himself and looked at the opposite side. His little maid who was also attracted by the appearance of the two people who came in, his body that was still completely wide open, and his little face that was black because of doing too much farm work.

"well."

"It's a sin!"

Ning Que has closed his eyes.

Because he had guessed what would happen next.

really...

"Sister, you look so pretty."

"Your skin is so white and so moist!"

"Are you a fairy in heaven?"

"Can you teach me?"

"Um."

"I also want Sangsang to have white and moist skin like you, because our young master likes it. Look, the young master is embarrassed to look at you. And when Sangsang also has white and moist skin like you, then the young master will no longer have to look at others. He just needs to look at me."

The little maid Sangsang has surrendered first.

She said one sentence from the left, one sentence from the big sister, and another one, but she just hopes that the other party can teach her how to make her skin look white and moist.

And why?

It was just because she wanted her young master to be as pleasing to the eye without going out.

"Puchi..."

"Your name is Sangsang, right? I'm very happy to know you. My name is Moshanshan. However, my mountain is different from your Sang, I am the mountain of the mountain."

Mo Shanshan introduced herself.

That's right, the person who came to Guan Gu Lao Bizhai this morning was Li Changsheng and "book fanatic" Mo Shanshan.

Li Changsheng didn't say anything at this time.

He just looked at the decorations in the book shop interestingly, and then aimlessly admired the masterpiece of Ning Que, the protagonist hanging on the walls on both sides of the book shop.

"If you don't have the lonely mountain, your heart will be lonely, and your broken bridge will be heartbroken."

"Good poem."

"This love can be remembered, but it was already lost at that time."

"This is also a good poem."

"If life is just like the first meeting, why does the autumn wind make a sad painting fan? It changes easily but the hearts of old friends, but it says that the hearts of old friends are easy to change."

"good."

"very good."

"Poetry is a good poem, and the words are good."

Li Changsheng seemed to see Ning Que, as a time traveler, in this old Bizhai, on the desk in front of him, the excitement of writing straight, the uneasiness, and the slightest joy that plagiarized the wisdom of the ancients.

Because of this feeling, he had it before!

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Li Changsheng suddenly burst into laughter.

But Ning Que, he was so upset at this moment.

I saw him walking out from behind the desk.

"This guest, isn't the words I wrote very funny?"

"What are you laughing at?"

He wrinkled or not.

"no..."

"I am a professional trained person, unless I can't help it...ahhahaha..."

He continued to laugh again.

Because it's so cola.

Li Changsheng suddenly discovered that some of the walls on both sides were written by him in the Great River Kingdom.

oh.

At that time, I had been imprisoned in disguise, and I had no chance to spread these poems and songs.

only...

I wonder if this little girl will be shocked later?

Li Changsheng turned his head again.

He looked to the other side, and Moshanshan, who was still chatting with another little Sangsang, was still having a lot of chatting with him.

She has also seen this book fanatic all over the whole process, her so-called literary talent.
To be continued...