Mingyue of the Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/   The latest work of the master Xiangnan Xiaoxiaosheng! Ye Xiaoxi couldn't bear it anymore.

This is the first time I have read so many difficult documents at once, and she doesn't understand the things in them.

Fortunately, when she came, she knew what it was about, and some academic terms Yang Junhao explained to Ye Xiaoxi in advance, otherwise she would definitely be exhausted after she wrote them down.

It's all a matter of whether the task can be completed by then.

Ye Xiaoxi really didn't hear the sound of knocking on the door before. When he knocked on the door again, Ye Xiaoxi just finished reading the things.

When she stood up and opened the door, she realized that Yang Junhao was gone.

"Hello, I'm a waiter, come and collect tea sets." A code outside rang out, "Is it easy for you to drink our tea?"

"Very good, thank you." Ye Xiaoxi opened the door, "The tea set is very authentic. Your service is really great. Can I ask your leader to praise you?"

"Madam, this is what I should do, just be happy." After saying that, he took the tea set and nodded at Ye Xiaoxi and left.

Before the door was closed, Yang Junhao came back.

"I've encountered something, and I've already handled it."

"Okay." After Ye Xiaoxi said that, he continued to sit in front of the table and took a pen to start writing down the things he had just said.

She has been here for so long, and although she has become accustomed to using the pen, her habits for many years still cannot be changed. For example, when she read traditional Chinese characters, she read simplified Chinese, but when she writes it, she writes it in traditional Chinese.

Of course, these are no longer important.

Yang Junhao looked at the girl with heartache. She sat here for an hour, then tried her best to remember those things in her head, and now she wanted to write them down again.

This period was only a few hours for outsiders, but he knew that such a hard work would cost the little girl half her life.

Ye Xiaoxi, who was fully focused on Yang Junhao's pity and heartache, naturally did not notice it. She twisted her stiff neck, but the pen did not stop, and she was still writing quickly.

As I wrote, the speed began to slow down.

After all, there are so many things, and I must be a little unremembered when I see the end. Yang Junhao stood there with heartache and didn't dare to move. He really wanted to step forward and hold the girl in his arms to comfort her.

But he couldn't move anything now, and he was even afraid that moving by himself would disturb Ye Xiaoxi and disturb her thoughts.

Yang Junhao stood for as long as Ye Xiaoxi wrote there.

This is a kind of torture, which is different from standing on the army before. The pressure of thought is too great, and he can't breathe even.

Time passes by bit by bit.

Suddenly, Ye Xiaoxi's pen stopped, then held his hand and lowered his head. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Yang Junhao stood there stiffly, and he wanted to say to her, "If you can't remember it, forget it, let's not write it."

However, just as he was about to open his mouth, Ye Xiaoxi started to move again, and his slender little hand held the specially prepared pen and began to write quickly again.

After writing for a while, I started repeating the actions just now, and after a while, I started writing again.

This continued intermittently for more than an hour.

The sky slowly turned dark. The lights were on in the room for no reason, but Ye Xiaoxi didn't find any of them.

She seemed to be immersed in her own world and could not get out.

The later she went, the longer she paused.

This lasted for a while.

Finally, Ye Xiaoxi let out a long breath, then put down his pen, looked at the pile of paper on the table with satisfaction, then turned his head with a smile, and when he saw Yang Junhao standing there stupidly, he was even more happy.

"Big brother..."

Ye Xiaoxi stood up and wanted to walk to him, but she had just experienced such a heart-wrenching recitation and dictation, and when she stood up, she was about to faint.

Seeing this, Yang Junhao hurriedly wanted to hug her, but he stood here stiffly for a few hours. After such a panic, he fell to the ground staggeringly.

Fortunately, there is a carpet on the floor, so it won’t hurt even if it falls on the floor.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing Yang Junhao's heartbroken and worried look, Ye Xiaoxi stretched out his hand and walked away with his frown, and said with distress, "Have you been standing there until now?"

"Thank you for your hard work." Yang Junhao touched Ye Xiaoxi's cheek with pity. Why did it feel like it took only a few hours? Ye Xiaoxi seemed to have lost a lot of weight?

"I'm fine."

The two of them were just stupid, rubbing my brows and I touched your little face, and lay on the ground.

"Is it done?" Yang Junhao asked.

He swore that he would never let Ye Xiaoxi do something like this again in his life.

"Well, when will I send it out?" Ye Xiaoxi asked.

"I'll have someone to send it to you later." Yang Junhao said, "I'll get some food here, you can have a good rest."

After lying on the ground for a while, Yang Junhao's body had almost recovered. He carefully picked up Ye Xiaoxi and put it on the bed, kissed her forehead, "Lying down for a while, and having a meal later."

Then he packed up all the things that Ye Xiaoxi had worked hard to write, and even the pen was placed in a small closed box together, and then he walked out.

I came back soon, holding a bowl of wontons with chicken soup.

"First eat some cushion to your stomach, and it will be dinner later." Yang Junhao said gently, "Our next task is..."

Seeing Ye Xiaoxi looking at him with her big apricot eyes flashing, Yang Junhao couldn't help but kiss her eyes, "Don't waste it when you have fun."

There will be a dance party on the cruise ship in the evening, and Yang Junhao wants to take Ye Xiaoxi to see it.

"Okay." Ye Xiaoxi sat up and wanted to take the bowl, but Yang Junhao had already scooped up a wonton with a spoon and delivered it to her mouth, "Don't move, let me feed you."

"I can do it myself." Ye Xiaoxi said with a red face.

"I know." Yang Junhao said seriously, but the movement in his hand did not stop and he was still feeding her carefully.

"Did you make this wonton?" Ye Xiaoxi asked.

"Yeah." After he had dealt with the woman's affairs just now, he went to the kitchen.

Of course, no one will be allowed to enter there. Yang Junhao spent some energy to ask the cruise manager to win his fiancée smile.

The manager was for the French. He was moved by Yang Junhao's alternative romance and specially gave him a small kitchen for him to do.

The kitchen was originally empty, and it was very far from the cruise liner's kitchen, and the ingredients were provided by the cruise liner, so I was not afraid of Yang Junhao having any bad intentions.

So there was this bowl of wontons, food that shouldn't have appeared on the cruise ship.

‘Bang bang bang’, the two people who were originally in good atmosphere, Yang Junhao’s face turned cold when they heard the knock on the door.

There was no one else who came to knock on the door at this time except for that woman.
Chapter completed!