After all, the difference in strength was clear, and she really couldn't resist, plus she didn't want to become a foolish ruler.
So, just as Dongfang Xinglan was about to use her Divine Thought, Lu Jin'an directly stopped her: "Just write by hand."
"..."
A hint of helplessness passed through Dongfang Xinglan's eyes: "Is there really such a thing?"
Lu Jin'an said nonchalantly, "This is it, let's begin."
Dongfang Xinglan took a deep breath, picked up the red pen, and began to review silently.
But under such circumstances... the handwriting was a bit untidy.
A flicker of amusement passed through Lu Jin'an's eyes as he leisurely held her, the same size as Nanzhi, in his hand, not letting her touch the table at all.
"You... kneading dough?"
"Ah, just wait a moment, I'm almost done with this pile."
"Wait..."
Smack!
