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Chapter 1667 Don't make a fuss, okay?(2/2)

Then some shameful changes occurred in the body, which made Chen An gradually become the one.

He looked at the stack of manuscripts on the table, and thought that he would submit the manuscript tomorrow, and couldn't help but say painfully: "This time I will be said to be interrupted again."

Just cut it off, Chen An returned to the backyard with anger. Yang Zhuoxue was sitting beside the bed, looking up when he heard the sound, looking particularly charming.

Stop, what is skilled...

After some trouble, I woke up again the next morning.

"Brother got up."

Guoguo is still full of vitality.

But her brother is punishing his wife at this moment.

“That bowl of soup last night was good.”

Yang Zhuoxue gasped and said, "I don't know what you said!"

"I don't know?" Chen An said with a grim smile: "The things in the soup... where did you get the prescription? Are you not afraid of bleeding from the seven orifices that you supplemented for your husband?"

Yang Zhuoxue just shook his head, Chen An made a lot of trouble, and finally lay down and gasped, "The only one in the family has such medicine, you must have got it from Ermei... What a cruel woman, I'm not updating now."

Yang Zhuoxue covered her head with a quilt, "You have been in the study for several days, and I thought you were disgusted..."

When an old couple is old, the familiarity will gradually fade away the passion, and many couples are not even happy to sleep in the same bed.

Chen An was wearing clothes, and when he heard this, he turned around and said, "I like the familiar ones."

Although fresh and exciting, life still needs to be lived with familiar people.

Chen An went to the study and revised the manuscript until noon.

"You take it to the bookstore and ask them to print it out as soon as possible. Remember, look at the manuscripts and don't be confiscated."

Chen Luo patted his chest and said that the manuscript was there, but the manuscript was there not.

"Run away."

Chen An's order made Chen Luo a little confused, but he could only execute it.

He didn't know that Ermei gave Yang Zhuoxue some of the medicines he had treasured, which made Chen An turn into a wolf last night and almost died.

The old craftsman who received the manuscript glanced at the content and exclaimed: "Isn't this a stone story?"

Chen Luo said: "The Stone Record was written by the husband, so you must print it out easily."

The craftsmen all gathered around to take a look. The old craftsmen cursed: "Get out! Hurry up and get the copper plates, put them down first, and get the stone story of the Langjun first. This book... I don't know how many people in Bianliang are waiting to read the back! This time, there are more than ten more times to print together, which is guaranteed to be a good business."

A group of craftsmen worked hard and released a sample book three days later.

Chen An got the sample book and was amused at first glance, "There are movable type printing and punctuation marks, I just see if you wait to buy it!"

Yang Zhuoxue was reading the manuscript. When she saw the last time Yingchun was about to marry Sun Shaozu, she couldn't help but be furious: "Can Sun Shaozu really marry this person? Poor Yingchun."

Then the Stone Records went on sale.

Bianliang caused a sensation.

This form of expression is not the first, but the Stone Record has its all-encompassing content, description of the family, country and the joys and sorrows of countless characters shine in it, making people obsessed with it.

This book is still the same old rule.

"Five cents!"

The price is fucking!

In an instant, Bianliang paper was expensive.

Who likes to read the Stone Book the most?

Literary youth!

The boring group.

They are the most fanatical fans of The Stone.

But most of these people are powerful literati and officials, and their women...

These talents will oppose the government’s reward for Bi Sheng’s descendants. How can we buy books at this moment? Wouldn’t that be slap yourself in the face?

So outside the bookstore, a servant met another servant, and the two lowered their heads and spoke.

"Who did you buy it for?"

"My husband!"

"Don't your husband disdain Shen's things?"

"What about you? Who are you for?"

"Some...some is the wife of the family."

"hey-hey!"

The two servants smiled at each other, and one of them said, "What is that called? Take off your pants..."

"I dare not say it."
Chapter completed!
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