Lord Chu’s Wife is Wild

"You mean this?"

Lu Zhou took out the pen and asked it before him.

Chu Sihan's eyes lit up and nodded, "Exactly!"

Lu Zhou turned the pen in a circle and raised his chin and said: "This object is called a fountain pen. It is made by this king. It goes to heaven and earth. This is the only one."

Lu Sheng rolled his eyes towards the sky, but still couldn't bear to pierce his lie.

"The prince made it by himself?"

Chu Sihan has never easily admired a person, but at this moment, he admired Lu Zhou.

"Can I borrow the official to have a look?"

Lu Zhou nodded angrily, "Take it, be careful of damage."

When Chu Sihan heard this, he took it carefully.

After observing a circle, he said sincerely: "How did the prince think of making such a thing and then filling it with ink?"

These three princes are really gods!

Lu Zhou coughed lightly with some guilty conscience, and said, "As soon as the inspiration came, I built it myself."

"Master, would you like to point your face?"

Lu Sheng, who couldn't listen anymore, couldn't help but speak.

She explained to Chu Sihan: "Sir, don't listen to my master. This thing is called a fountain pen, but it was actually invented by a man named Waterman."

"Waterman?"

Chu Sihan frowned, the name sounded a little strange, "Who is that?"

Lu Sheng replied, "He is no longer alive."

"That's it!"

Chu Sihan looked sorry.

Such a good thing would be great if it could be promoted and used!

"Just... can't you let me pretend to be a teacher for a while?"

Lu Zhou glanced at her bitterly.

What kind of stuff does he keep?

All day long, either expecting him to die early and inherit his property, or demolish his stage, and the play will not let him sing well, this little white-eyed wolf.

Lu Sheng raised an eyebrow at him blankly, "Master, you said, you can't lie."

"Humph!"

Lu Zhou snorted coldly, squinted at her and asked, "When you lied to your teacher, why didn't you think about what the teacher said to you?"

Lu Sheng smiled when he heard the words, "This is different, you are my relatives, and all of my white lies."

"White lie?"

Lu Zhou raised his eyebrows, "I mixed chili in the wolfberry as the teacher, and tricked the teacher into saying that it was wolfberry. Is that a white lie?"

There is a millet in the yard that is spicy, the fruit is not big, small, about the size of wolfberry.

In order to fix him, Lu Sheng picked it and dried it and mixed it with his wolfberry.

Because he had no defensive heart against his disciples, he was moved when he saw her soaking wolfberry tea and brought it to him with a smile.

As a result, he swallowed a big mouthful, and was immediately choked.

The little girl who succeeded in the mischief, leaned forward and backward with a smile, heartless.

Lu Sheng sounded a little guilty, "At that time, people were still young, ignorant and sensible!"

At that time, she was only eight years old. I don't know how many years have passed since.

Unexpectedly, the master held a grudge more than her.

Chu Sihan found it interesting. He seemed to have seen the scene and laughed unconsciously.

Both the master and the apprentice looked at him at the same time, his expression stiffened, and he hurriedly covered his lips and coughed slightly.

"Do you want a pen?" Lu Sheng asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Yeah." Chu Si nodded coldly, "but the prince said, there is only one."

Hearing this, Lu Zhou hurriedly put away his pen.

When he came, he only put one in the space ring. If he was forced to go by this girl, it would really be gone.

Seeing his movements, Lu Sheng sighed in disdain.

She took out one from nowhere, and handed it to Chu Sihan, "My lord, this one is for you!"

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