Don't abuse the prince, the princess has remarried

Chapter 45 Only when the scumbag prince takes the initiative will luck come in waves

Jun Mochen was about to lose his temper, grinding his back teeth and said, "Didn't you let me guide you?"

Gu Qianzhou: "..."

"Oh, let's do it!"

It took a little effort.

With one stroke, um, half a sheet of rice paper was covered with ink, and it instantly became a paste!
Jun Mochen: "..."

The brow bone jumped suddenly.

Pressing his voice, he said, "I'm not asking you to poke it down hard, but I'm asking you to use more force with the hand that holds the pen."

Use some force with your writing hand...

Gu Qianzhou understood in seconds, and the fingertips holding the pen suddenly exerted force.

click...

The pen that was written by the pen broke in two.

Gu Qianzhou: "..."

Jun Mochen: "..."

The complexion that was originally as black as the bottom of a pot, for a moment, I don't know how to describe it.

So, did the Marquis of Jing'an give birth to a powerful Vajra baby?
Gu Qianzhou hehe said, "Sorry, I didn't control the force well."

As he said that, he threw the broken wolf hair in his hand into the wastebasket, and took a new one from the pen holder.

Jun Mochen saw that she picked up the most expensive one, and a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat.

Afraid that she would break this one again, he stood up abruptly, stood behind her with a cold face, and stretched out a big hand with well-defined bones to help her adjust the posture of holding the pen, "Steady here, use your strength."

"How hard?"

Gu Qianzhou was not ashamed to ask.

Jun Mo was so angry that he didn't want to talk anymore, he simply grabbed her little hand roughly, and took her little hand to write, flamboyantly flying like a phoenix, drawing a silver hook on iron, and wrote the word "boat" on the rice paper in an instant.

Clear and profound, the tip of the pen unconsciously brought out a bit of strength and ferocity, as if a ferocious beast was forced to show its sharp claws and fangs.

It can be seen that I am very angry!

Gu Qianzhou was stunned for a moment, not because of the beautiful words, but because he held his wrist!
He took the initiative, this, this, this is close contact!
Jun Mo Chen grasped her hand and finished writing, and suddenly felt deviant. Like an electric shock, he flung it away, and said coldly, "Copy it a hundred times!"

Then he left with his hands in a hurry.

Gu Qianzhou didn't have time to care about him, so he lifted the clothes on his left wrist, looked at the pink and tender Phoenix flower imprint, and almost let out a groundhog scream.

Ahhhh, it really is close contact!

So, if the scumbag prince takes the initiative, will the luck be turbulent!

With the pink phoenix flower body protection, Gu Qianzhou only felt full of security, and he was really motivated to write big characters.

One hundred is too difficult, dozens are still possible, she has been writing in the study until dark, and then returned to Xingchenyuan.

Jun Mochen went to the school field to practice arrows, and when he came back from practice, he saw the originally neat sandalwood desk covered with crooked characters written by her, and he was so angry that his heart hurt for a moment.

This female bandit has only lived in Chu Wangfu for so long, not only has he occupied his Xingchenyuan, but now even his study is in disarray!
With obsessive-compulsive disorder like him, he couldn't wait for the servants to clean up, so he cleaned up with a cold face.

After tidying it up, I found that she made rapid progress, and a few words were very decent.

What she copied was his handwriting, and seeing the handwriting somewhat similar to her own, his eyes froze slightly, and he couldn't tell what kind of weird feeling it was for a while.

Gu Qianzhou looked at the pink and tender phoenix flower on his wrist, and he was in a good mood, and ran to the study for several days.

But he didn't want to, he didn't see the slag prince after running for three days, Gu Qianzhou was so depressed that he drew a big turtle on the rice paper!

She can't borrow luck, so she came to practice a fart!

(End of this chapter)