Chapter 299 The Deaf Musician is a Black-Hearted Lotus 9

Chapter 299 The Deaf Musician is a Black-Hearted Lotus 9

When Lingyao opened the door when she returned, she bumped face to face with Wushuang who was standing at the door in a daze.

Lingyao was so scared that she almost cursed in front of the God of Wealth.

Swallowing back the curse words, Lingyao glanced at him coldly.

See what the God of Wealth wants to do.

The God of Wealth can tell her whatever he wants to do.

She may not be satisfied!

Wushuang saw her looking at him, and took out a small notebook from his huge sleeve. The surface of the notebook looked very old, and it must have been written many years ago.

But there was still a lot of paper left inside.

He held a notebook in his left hand and a small burnt wooden stick in his right hand, writing on the paper with difficulty and seriousness.

Lingyao's face looked tense.

Damn it, why is her baby God of Wealth having such a miserable life!

It hurts her to see it.

So, I'd better keep this kind of thing from her in the future.

......

Bao Fu originally planned to write down his love for the host baby, the God of Wealth, in his little notebook.

He put away the notebook before even taking out the pen.

Lingyao didn't rush him, just watched him write stroke by stroke.

You know what, Wushuang’s handwriting really looks like words.

This is the best compliment I can give to Lingyao, the "God of Wealth".

After all, Wushuang's handwriting is very rigid, a bit like that of an elementary school student.

Although most men have to learn these, most actors like musicians only know a few words.

Generally, only those who come from better-off families will deliberately learn to write.

It's already very good that Wushuang can write.

But when Lingyao looked at the words above, her expression didn't look so good.

"Can you please let me go?"

Lingyao didn't say yes or no.

He just took the stick from Wushou's hand.

Write down “Why do you want to leave?”

Wushuang looked at the words on the paper, feeling a little dazed.

This was the first time someone else had left a mark on his paper.

"If I stay here, I'll be in trouble."

The coldness in Lingyao's eyes melted away.

"No, don't worry, I will take care of it."

After Lingyao wrote the last sentence on the paper, she raised her hand and asked someone to bring dinner.

Xiao Fuzi had been waiting outside for a long time. When he heard Lingyao calling him, he hurried in with the things.

He put all the things in place, and Lingyao called him to her side to give him some instructions.

Wushuang couldn't hear what they were saying.

He could just feel the two people's intermittent gazes on him, and his fingers gripping his sleeves tightened.

His face was still as gentlemanly as jade, with a faint smile on his face.

After Lingyao gave Xiao Fuzi instructions, she saw Wushuang sitting at the table without moving.

He then moved the person and the chair closer to his side.

Take the chopsticks from the table and hand them to him.

The chopsticks stayed in the air for a long time before being taken by Wushuang.

"Fifteenth Princess, I have brought your things."

Xiao Fuzi knocked on the door and came in, raising her head but quickly lowering it again.

But the scene I just saw still lingers in my mind.

Young Master Wushuang was eating his dinner seriously, and the food made one side of his cheek form an arc.

The fifteenth princess had probably finished eating, and was nonchalantly supporting her chin with her hand.

His fingers occasionally poked at the bulging cheeks of Master Wushuang.

When Young Master Wushuang was poked like this, he stopped chewing.

After the fifteenth princess' fingers loosened for a while, he slowly started biting them again.

It was a constant poking and prodding, as if he was playing some game.

Xiao Fuzi put the things down silently, closed the door and went out.

What Lingyao asked Xiao Fuzi to get were the best Yuanshu paper and the four treasures of the study.

After Wushuang finished his meal, Lingyao pulled him to the table.

While Wushuang was staring at these things in a daze, she stuffed the pen into his hand.

Wushuang stroked the thick pen in his hand that was engraved with golden runes. His fingertips gradually became hot, and the heat flowed all the way to the tip of his heart.

He turned his head and saw Lingyao writing on paper with another pen.

The girl's profile was cold and indifferent, and under the candlelight, there was a hazy layer of bright moonlight.

It flickers on and off.

Wushuang imitated Lingyao's posture and put pen to paper.

I was a little unfamiliar with it at first, and the words I wrote were crooked, but later it became very smooth.

At first Wushuang didn't understand why Lingyao taught him to write with a pen.

After all, those things are too expensive and too heavy to be carried with you all the time.

As a result, within just two days, a set of revised small study tools was delivered to him.

The pen holder is made of jade, and it is crystal clear in the sunlight, like a clear lake.

The best quality paper was cut into small pieces and strung together with dozens of gold threads to form a small book.

As for the ink and inkstone, they were kept together in a small square box made of gold.

These things are small and exquisite, and the outside of the gold box is inlaid with colorful jewels.

Any piece you pick off is worth a lot of money.

Xiao Fuzi brought all these things to Wushuang.

I couldn't stop talking about it.

"Master Wushuang, this fifteenth princess is really good to you. Nowadays, after a man gets married, most wives don't want him to touch these writing instruments and stationery. This fifteenth princess not only taught you personally, but also prepared these rare items for you..."

Wushuang couldn't hear what Xiao Fuzi was saying, he only saw his lips opening and closing.

The facial expressions are also very rich.

I couldn't help but take out the notebook and pen from my body and hand them to him.

Motioned for him to write something down.

"I forgot for a moment. Master Wushuang, you can't hear me, but I'm not very good at writing with that wooden stick. Master Wushuang, can you let me write it down with pen and paper..."

As he spoke, Xiao Fuzi gestured to Wushuang and asked to borrow the four treasures of the study from him.

As a result, Wushuang flipped his fingers and took the thing back.

Mr. Wushuang, who was always easy to talk to, shook his head at him for a rare moment.

He insisted on handing the wooden stick and the notebook in his hand to Fukuko.

Fuzi had no choice but to take over and write.

It’s not that Fuzi can’t write with a stick, it’s just that he’s not used to it and writes slowly.

So there was originally a long paragraph, but only one sentence was left in the end.

"The fifteenth princess really dotes on Master Wushuang."

Wushuang took the notebook and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

The heat on my face rose.

The word "宠" (pet) refers to the wife and the servant.

They're not that kind of relationship.

In the afternoon, Lingyao came back from work, and when she opened the gate, she saw a figure in white sitting in the pavilion.

Some surprises.

The God of Wealth rarely leaves the house regardless of whether he has something to do or not.

What are you thinking today? Are you going out for some fresh air?

I saw that white man stand up and walk over, taking out the four treasures of the study in his hand.

Signaled Lingyao to stretch out her hand.

Lingyao stretched out her hand, and he handed her the pen dipped in ink.

Lingyao glanced at the book silently.

Almost fainted from the cuteness.

There was actually an emoticon on it that she had casually drawn when she was teaching Wushuang to write a few days ago.

^ _ ^

At that time, I just made two random strokes when my mind was empty.

When Wushuang pointed at the symbols to seek information, Lingyao could only make up some random guesses.

It's said to be a secret code.

Today, the God of Wealth came over with a notebook in his hand and exchanged secret signals with her.

^_^Thank you.

Lingyao took the pen and wrote a few strokes under his handwriting.

Ok.

However, Wushuang looked at the words and did not take back the notebook.

Instead, he stared at her without blinking.

Lingyao would never exchange such childish codes with him.

Even the God of Wealth can’t do it.

So he ignored the God of Wealth and walked inside with a noble and cold face.

As a result, during the meal, she poked the God of Wealth's face again.

Wushuang stopped chewing... and moved to the side.

Get used to it!

Lingyao took the notebook that Wushuang had placed aside with a threatening look.

He put pen to paper with a cold face.

Hmm$_$