"Okay." An Baobei didn't force her to go out for a look today. When she walked to the desk, she saw that Ning Zihan's study was grand and elegant, but it was a bit concise. She smiled and said, "Ning Zihan, the words you wrote are not as good as my father's. The words that my father said are really good."

Ning Zihan cooperated with him and asked: "Your father can do calligraphy?"

"What kind of calligraphy is this? It's just about writing. However, my father doesn't write often, but I always write often. My mother said that the words I write are also pretty good."

"You can write calligraphy with brushes?" There was disbelief in surprise. She was mentally ill, and he shouldn't believe her a word.

"We all wrote brush calligraphy in ancient times." As she said that, she also took a brush from the pen holder, and after dipping ink, she wrote a few words on a piece of white paper. Her handwriting was elegant and elegant, and she wrote very well.

"You really know..." He was really surprised. A mentally ill, not only good at skill, but also writes such good-looking calligraphy?

"What's the matter? I can do piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. The piano was taught by my adopted mother, chess was taught by my father, the characters were taught by my parents, and the painting was taught by Uncle Lan Qing."

Ning Zihan really felt that An Baobei was bragging. If you know calligraphy, I will think you are also a calligraphy enthusiast, but you can also know how to play chess and draw, and he really doesn't believe it at all.

But when An Baobei casually drew an ink painting on paper with "lotus flowers, water, lotus leaves, and fish" very realistic, he believed it all, and he also suspected that he had been cognizing it these days.

Could it be that she really comes from ancient times?

Thinking of this, he asked: "Since you are from ancient times, which dynasty is that?"

"I told you, you are not allowed to tell others."

"If I had told others, you would have been arrested for research, and would you still be here?"

Baby An thought about it and said, "I came from Xiyun. Later, Xiyun unified the world and changed its name to Tianyun."

Tianyun? There was no such country in history? Ning Zihan thought An Baobei was talking crazy.

He even found himself a reason why Baby An is so talented: Baby An is from a pretty good family and has studied these things.

With so many talents, he is actually a lunatic, which is a pity.

It was rare that Ning Zihan couldn't help but feel regretful. He had never regretted anything, this was the first time.

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The next day, when she saw that An Baobei really put the sword in the room and didn't carry it with her, Ning Zihan took An Baobei out.

The car was already parked at the door from the garage. Ning Zihan asked An Baobei to get in the car and sit in the passenger seat.

Baby An sat obediently.

"Seat belt." Ning Zihan asked An Baobei to wear a seat belt.

"What seat belt?" An Baby didn't understand.

He didn't want to explain anything, and felt that taking action would make An Baobei understand more, so he leaned over and put on An Baobei's seat belt.

Ning Zihan was so close to her, and his breath sprayed on her body. An Baobei's heart suddenly thumped and her face turned red. There has never been a man who is not a relative so close to her.

As soon as Ning Zihan fastened his seat belt for An Baobei, he looked up while standing up. Seeing that An Baobei blushed, he frowned: "Why are you blushing?" Isn't it just wearing a seat belt?

"That..." Baby An was very embarrassed, and her voice became smaller and smaller, "Ning Zihan, I seem to like you a little."

Hearing this, although Ning Zihan was not repulsive, his face turned cold: "Don't like me, I hate women." How can you, who love reading novels, not follow this official account? V-letter search: r444 or popular online articles, let's talk about online articles together~

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