Quick Transmigration: Boss Want to Occupy Me

The old bustard quickly walked in from outside the door: "Haha, today's collection of poems is really lively, and it is really brilliant for us to come to us. The veil is here, please stay calm!"

Several strong girls outside brought in a screen, behind which there was a chaise longue. Soon, only a flash of startling red flashed in front of her eyes, and a silhouette could be seen behind the screen.

Sitting lazily on the chaise longue at the back, with grace.

I don't know if it's because he doesn't have to face others, Shi Li can feel that Zhu Huanxi is particularly relaxed now, because it is even more sultry to show her posture under relaxation.

Called the few women with insufficient concentration around, they had already flowed into the halazi, and the look in their eyes felt like they could not wait to rush up to hug them in their arms and knead them.

I was quite unhappy when I called, huh!

This is the hero of this king, do you want to take it away? Live in a dream!

"Let's start." Zhu Huanxi said quietly.

Immediately, a scholar got up and wanted to show it. A woman in a white robe shook her robe and stood up immediately.

There was a squinted smile on that tanned face, "Xiaosheng is here to show his ugliness first, please Master Huansha, give us a title for this poem!"

"Hmm..." Zhu Huanxi propped her head with one hand, and the shadow left by her robes was reflected on the wall. After a bit of contemplation, she said lightly: "Flower."

"Okay! Flowers, nice flowers! Just like Huansha Gongzi like flowers and jade!"

"Well, I'm here to go to a poem!" The scholar shook his head and quickly looked overjoyed. "Inspiration emerges, I'm here to catch it!"

After speaking, start to write poems generously!

"The son is like a flower, I want to take it home."

"However, I don't have any money in my hands, so I can only draw a flower by myself!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was thunderous applause in the audience, and the cheers were endless.

"Wow, Miss Luoyue deserves to be a famous writer in the capital. Such a talent makes me wait for the wind!"

"It's really amazing, it's well-known, and the literary talent is brilliant. Such poetry is simply amazing. I...I really admire it!"

"Yes, such poems and literary talent are admirable!"

Luo Yueshu was proud of his face, but said in his mouth: "I've been rewarded, I'm also because I saw Young Master Huansha, the inspiration suddenly appeared, beyond the previous level!"

He didn't even look at Shi Li, but cast his gaze on Huang Shaoyun, "Brother Shaoyun, how?"

Huang Shaoyun, who had never admired anyone before, could not help but nodded, "Luo Yue Shusheng, a well-deserved reputation!"

The scholar Luo Yue nodded, motioned for a moment, and sat down triumphantly.

Only when he sat in the same place, Shili had no expression on his face: "Hehe, I still think about poems, but so! This kind of **** is also praised by some people, a group of mentally retarded!"

When these words came out, the audience was in an uproar!

"You! Little lord...you...you are so deceiving!" The Luoyue scholar blushed, extremely angry.

"That's right, what does the little prince know, why do you still say this kind of rubbish, or you come to make a poem? I think little prince can't utter a word for such high-end poems!"

These scholars are the most arrogant, even the rich and powerful dare to ridicule directly, and in an instant, Shi Li became the center of everyone's attention!

She shrugged innocently.

So what she said is the truth, can this level of **** be called poetry?