Chapter 932 You Can Write? When Did You Learn It?

"This girl can really sleep." Feng Liyan looked towards the second floor and said something in a loving tone.

Then he said to Xiaocha: "Then I'll go up and find her."

"Hey." Xiaocha stopped him.

"What's wrong?" Feng Liyan looked at her.

"Well, why don't you wait below, Miss Wen is a girl, and she's still sleeping."

It's said that Miss Wen is still sleeping, what are you doing up there alone? !

"I'll wake her up for breakfast."

"Miss Wen hates people disturbing her sleep." Xiaocha became more and more hostile towards Feng Liyan.

Feng Liyan saw Xiaocha's hostility, smiled and said: "I am Cousin Xiaoai."

"Ah?" Xiaocha was taken aback for a moment, not turning the corner.

Feng Li ignored her and went upstairs directly.

Leave Xiaocha with a dazed face.

watch, cousin?

Did she get into trouble?

It's over, will San Shao clean up her when he comes back?

Feng Liyan carried the box upstairs and came to Wen Xiaoai's room.

Then he knocked on the door with one free hand.

"Little lazy cat, are you awake?"

"Wake up, come in." Wen Xiaoai's voice came from the room.

Feng Liyan smiled, opened the door and walked in, but saw Wen Xiaoai was still wrapped in the quilt, lying on the bed, not knowing what she was doing.

"Why don't you get up after waking up? It's already half past nine, and breakfast is going to be lunch."

"I'll wait for you to call me." Wen Xiaoai looked back at him.

But Feng Liyan was holding a box in his hand.

"What did you take?"

"It's Baiyi who packed some food for Xiaobai. I want me to send it to him, and put it here for you first." Feng Liyu said, and found a random place to put down the carton.

Then he walked towards the bed and said as he walked, "What are you doing?"

"Writing." Wen Xiaoai replied.

"Huh? Writing?"

What word to write? Can you write?

Feng Liyan took a closer look and found that Wen Xiaoai was really wrapped in a quilt, writing on the bed.

Feng Liyan's eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

Unable to believe what he saw, he bent down and took a closer look.

"Are you really writing?!"

As Feng Liyan said, he stretched out his hand, picked up the two papers he had already written, and read them.

"Yes."

"When did you know how to write?"

Although the writing is not beautiful, it is really written by the little princess.

It's unbelievable.

"I knew it a few months ago, Jun Moyan taught me."

Wen Xiaoai couldn't be more proud of what she said.

She didn't have time to write recently, but she suddenly remembered just after waking up, so she found a paper and a pen, and started writing with a thick book.

He thought that after two days when Jun Moyan came back, he would show it to Jun Moyan to make Jun Moyan happy.

Hearing that it was taught by Jun Moyan, Feng Liyan curled his lips unhappily, and said sourly:

"At the beginning, the patriarch and the teacher forced you to learn and refused to learn, and Ye Qi personally taught you to refuse to write. If you were replaced by Jun Moyan, you would be more willing to learn."

"Huh~ I'm just willing to learn." Wen Xiaoai snorted softly, and shook her little head.

"He has no conscience." Feng Liyan cursed in a low voice.

"Look at what I wrote, is it good? Is it powerful?" Wen Xiaoai looked at Feng Liyan, expecting and pleading for praise.

"It looks good, it's amazing."

It's just that the content of the writing is not good.

Feng Liyan said, and put the two pieces of paper with Jun Moyan's name on them back on the bed.

"Wait for me, I have something better to write."

I haven't written for a long time, and she is a bit rusty.