Chapter 17

"Is this the plan?" Ling Tianwang picked an eyebrow and said, "it's quite appropriate."

Zhou ruo'an's eyes brightened and urged, "in that case, you can start to write now."

Abruptly by Zhou ruo'an of course to gas smile, Ling Tianwang suddenly stood up, looked at her condescending.

"You want me to work for you?" Ling Tianwang asked, his face convergence smile, looks very fierce, "dream?"

Zhou ruo'an was not used to the angle of looking up and could not help frowning.

She stood up expressionless, when Ling Tianwang didn't react, she pressed him and sat down again.

Clapped hands, Zhou ruo'an's eyes crossed a trace of satisfaction.

This whole movement is as smooth as flowing water, which makes Ling Tianwang not react for a long time.

"In fact, I don't want you to help me," Zhou ruo'an sighed and said helplessly, "but who told me that I can't write."

Ling Tianwang finally slowly regained his mind, a handsome face from white to purple, from purple to green, color diversity, Sha is gorgeous.

"Zhou ruo'an," Ling Tianwang said, gritting his teeth. "Do you know what you just did?"

"I don't like looking up at others," Zhou ruo'an said with a natural face.

Ling Tian Wang anxiously turned around, gritting his teeth and putting down cruel words.

"If you hadn't been useful, I would have dragged you down! How bold

Listening to his garrulous mouth, Zhou ruo'an's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes quickly crossed a trace of disapproval.

"Will you help or not?" Zhou ruo'an asked impatiently.

Ling Tianwang's constantly moving steps slowly stopped. He took a deep look at Zhou ruo'an and forced himself to suppress his anger.

"I really don't know how a person who doesn't know the words knows the methods of training soldiers," Ling Tianwang said to himself in a low voice after a little doubt in his eyes.

Zhou ruo'an blinked and didn't answer.

"Forget it. What are you going to write?" Ling Tianwang paved the paper and asked helplessly, "I'm in a good mood today, so I won't care about you in general."

Recalling his previous black face, Zhou ruo'an was silent for a moment and did not speak.

Ling Tianwang spent most of his time alone in this study. He had been used to grinding ink in person for a long time, but today, his sight swept Zhou ruo'an's body quickly, and naturally said, "don't do it for me."

Zhou ruo'an's fingers moved, and the dark green beads loomed between his fingers.

However, after struggling for a while in his heart, he finally put the thing away in silence and stood beside him reluctantly.

Some stupefied looking at the black ink, Zhou ruo'an's eyes quickly across a bit at a loss.

Looking at Zhou ruo'an for a long time without any other movement, Ling Tianwang slowly converged his complacent expression and asked, "why don't you start?"

"I won't," Zhou ruo'an's expression remained unchanged and said cleanly.

Ling Tianwang's fingers trembled imperceptibly. He looked at Zhou ruo'an without expression. He couldn't say anything for a long time.

"Forget it," he shook his head feebly. Ling Tianwang pointed to the bench beside him and said in a cold voice, "go sit beside me and stay away from me."

Zhou ruo'an touched his chin because he was able to sit beside him and have a rest. He only gave Ling Tianwang a warning look, but he didn't say anything.

"I really don't know what kind of life you lived in the Zhou government," Ling Tianwang said to himself. "Not only did you not know the big characters, but also how to polish them."

What's the life of Zhou family? Hearing such an inquiry, Zhou ruo'an couldn't help blinking his eyes, and the scene at that time automatically emerged in his mind.

Little people live alone in the shabby yard. The maidservant who should have served others is more comfortable than the master, and even scolds the original master.

Because they know that the original owner is cowardly, and the person in charge in the backyard is sun, who knows their actions clearly and secretly connives at them.

As for his father, who should have sheltered him from the wind and rain, after his mother died, he married sun, a kind-hearted woman, and soon had a younger sister.

As a result, Zhou ruo'an's only concern quickly disappeared and gradually became a transparent person.

It's ridiculous that the eldest daughter of the Zhou family is living like a beggar. She can't get the monthly salary at all, and even has extravagant hopes for food and clothing.

I don't know if it's because of these thoughts, Zhou ruo'an's heart slowly emerged a wave of despair, that belongs to the original owner's heavy heart, almost surrounded her.

Gently shook his head, Zhou ruo'an slowly suppressed the strong and frightening despair.

"What's the matter with you?" Ling Tianwang frowned and asked a little worried.Zhou ruo'an looked at him without expression, waved his hand and said softly, "nothing, just suddenly thought of some things before."

"Before?" Ling Tianwang asked.

But as soon as he finished, Ling Tianwang suddenly remembered the news that dark Wei had brought him. He remembered that Zhou ruo'an's life in the state capital was not very wonderful.

Eyes quickly across a trace of chagrin, Ling Tianwang light cough, pretending to be serious said, "I do not know how you want to write the plan?"

Listen to Ling Tianwang so rigid transfer topic, Zhou ruo'an's eyes quickly across a trace of doubt, but soon disappeared.

He stood up and said, "I'll read one, you write one."

Listen to his words, Ling Tian Wang can't help but curl his lips, discontented urge a way, "you quickly say."

"When I get up, everyone runs around the school yard for ten times..." Zhou ruo'an said fluently.

Listening to such a strict time requirement, Ling Tianwang couldn't help licking his back teeth. His heart was chilly.

With such intensive training, it's no wonder that Ling Tianwang finally found the reason why he lost the contest and sighed in his heart.

I don't know what Ling Tianwang is thinking, and Zhou ruo'an doesn't think there is anything wrong with this sentence, because most of the time is arranged by himself in modern times.

"Every seven days, divide everyone into two teams and compete. The winner will be rewarded and the loser will be punished..."

"Every 15 days, everyone is divided into five groups to fight. The winning team is rewarded..."

Those people who used to eat meat could not help shivering. They felt a chill in their heart, as if they were being targeted by something.