"Eight Lang, nine younger brothers are in, don't let a person joke, get up quickly, what appearance has become?" She pulled Chai Xing to her feet in a coquettish way. "She was saying that she was going to send a few words to eight younger brothers. Eight younger brothers, please --"

three people came to the study one by one. Chai Xing laid the paper and Chai Feng inked on one side. Looking at the brothers who love each other in front of her, she felt very happy. Her children will be good brothers in the future.

holding the pen, Liu style calligraphy appears in my mind. It's like flowing...