Chapter 82 Past Events·Will you take No. 2 to West Lake with you?

Taking a deep breath, Ji Chengyan slowly approached step by step, raised his foot, and kicked the little lake-blue butt that was twisting happily on the ground.

"Ah!" Lingjun was caught off guard, like a hungry tiger attacking a rabbit, he faced the yellow earth and fell into the mud.

"Bah!" He spat out the fallen flowers and leaves in his mouth. Ling Jun's face looked like a broken flower, and he looked at Ji Chengyan aggrievedly. He looked so pitiful.

"Prince, how could you do this to me?" Lingjun almost squeezed a few tears from his eyes when he asked.

Ji Chengyan was unmoved, patted the corner of his robe , walked to the table, picked up the pen and said, "Wipe it clean, then roll over and continue practicing calligraphy."

Lingjun grinned, got up from the ground, wiped off the mud on his face and body, and flew to Ji Chengyan's side. He also picked up a pen and began to follow the characters written by Ji Chengyan. I happily copied it.