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"The 50 brocade threads are unfounded, and every thread and pillar reminds me of my good times..." Li Yuning stood in front of Ling Ling, with a sad expression and an old poem. I recited it, but he persisted after that. When I read it aloud here, his pretty little face was stunned. I blushed but couldn't recite the next sentence.
Linlin laughed as she explained the details of her punishment. "My punishment is to copy an old poem 20 times, and all the snacks this week will be mine."
“You’re bullying your boss!” Li Youning protested, pouting in dissatisfaction.
Ling Ling smiled and said nothing, and did not argue with Li Yuning.
Li Yuning took Linlin's hand and shook it gently, saying, "I have a brain disease, so I can't carry it well."
"It's like there's nothing wrong with anyone's brain." Linlin looked at the other person. After all, he was still from a mental hospital.
“…” Li Yuning had a look of surprise on his face and could only surrender in despair. He handed the snack to Ling Ling, went behind the counter, sat next to his father Li Jiahong, and copied an old poem.
Li Jiahong was surprised to see the interaction between her daughter and her boss and did not pay attention. he was used to it.
After copying, Li Yuning moved the chair next to Lingling, showed Lingling the result of the punishment copy, and this time he pletely memorized the old poem again very smoothly.
Ling Ling didn’t seem to be looking, but looked at him in her peripheral vision and said, “It’s not bad, please pass.”
“Hey,” Li Yuning was very happy. He picked up the book and looked at Ling Ling expectantly. "It's time for bed. Please tell me the story of today, boss. Just...listen." An old poem I just memorized is, "Zhuangsheng's dawn dream is obsessed with butterflies, and the emperor's spring heart is It is a story about a butterfly with one line, ``Entrusted to Du Chuan.''
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