Emperor student

Yin Ning was sitting in front of the desk, looking bored at the pens, inks, papers and inkstones displayed on the table.

King Saibei's lightness kung fu was very good, his steps were silent, he deliberately tiptoed his hands and feet, Yin Ning really didn't notice it.

Curiously, he picked up an inkstone to play with, and found that it was an antique object, and it was quite interesting to look at it on the table.

I hadn't noticed it before, but it wasn't black, but an extremely dark dark green.

Next to the inkstone pool is a small landscape carved according to the material, Yin Ning feels familiar but can't remember where he saw it.

He didn't know much about engraving, but he was attracted by a line of small characters on the edge.

Just when he took it closer to see what was written, King Saibei suddenly said from behind: "Does Ning'er like this inkstone?"

Yin Ning was so frightened by his disappearance that he dropped the inkstone in his hand in vain. Fortunately, King Saibei had quick eyesight and quick hands, and he scooped it back in front of Yin Ning with his long arm.

"When did you come in!" Yin Ning was startled, a little angry, and asked him back.

King Saibei smiled slightly behind him, wrapped his hands around Yin Ning's side, and held the inkstone in front of him: "It's so ingenious, I made it."

Yin Ning was surprised: "Really?"

King Saibei smiled proudly: "That's natural, Ning'er read the small print."

It stands to reason that Yin Ning and him had been intimate before, but with a fiery chest clinging to their backs, they still couldn't help being distracted.

He felt that he should evade it out of emotion and reason, but he was really reluctant to part with this hug, so he just pretended not to notice it and asked, "Is this the way?"

King Saibei was very puzzled, isn't there just one line of writing on it?

But he was not stupid enough to say it, he just hugged Yin Ning from behind and pointed to the small words he had carved.

King Saibei was strong and forthright, his masculinity almost came out from his royal robe, wrapping around Yin Ning's body in a real way.

It was a feeling he had never felt before.

King Saibei didn't wrap his arms around him tightly, he was warm but not intimidating, and he could be called a gentleman with his sense of proportion.

Yin Ning can move forward and stay away from him at any time.

Naturally, it is not difficult to break free.

However, Yin Ning was blushing in a place where he could not see, and let the man hug her in this position.He thought to himself, this man is just teaching me how to look at the inkstone.

"This is the most favorite words and phrases in my collection of books. It makes skilled craftsmen copy my handwriting. Every time I miss Ning'er, I can't help myself. I can only see things and think about people... Ning'er, do you think this word is good?" Sai Bei After Wang finished speaking triumphantly, he found that the person in his arms didn't respond at all, so he couldn't help asking again.

Yin Ning seemed to wake up for the first time, and praised repeatedly: "It's wonderful, the swan song of historians, and Li Sao without rhyme."

King Saibei said suspiciously: "Ning'er's name is naturally good, but I can't bear my commonplace."

Yin Ning's heart was pounding, she hurriedly left this dizzying embrace, and said with red ears, "It's worth it."

King Saibei had a strange expression, so Yin Ning took a serious look at the thing in his hand.

The small characters on the edge of the inkstone read: Yin Ning Hong Fu Qi Tian.

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