Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

She didn't remember when it ended; anyway, all sorts of divine songs were still floating in her head when she finally had dinner.

Like what, "I am Tarzan from next door, oh oh oh~"

Heaven knows what it felt like for her to wear a cat costume and play a monkey.

She lay listlessly on the table, wishing that Shaoyao would feed her. She thought she definitely wouldn't come tomorrow, but Rong Jin suddenly said, "Continue tomorrow."

Su Tang was so shocked that she jumped straight up from her chair, "Continue?"

Rong Jin glanced at her lightly, "Unwilling?"

Su Tang smiled through her tears, "Of course I'm willing. It's my honor to relieve Little Ninth Uncle's worries."

The next day, when she came, Rong Jin was practicing calligraphy. Su Tang thought that she couldn't dance today no matter what, so she went crazy with the rainbow farts, praising his calligraphy as the best in the heavens and on earth. This long-lost bootlicking made a certain pervert feel very good.

"What's wrong with you today? Did you put honey on your mouth?"

Su Tang said solemnly, "Honey is nothing. I am Little Ninth Uncle's sweet canned goods. Of course, the words I say must be sweet to Little Ninth Uncle."

If anyone else said such shameless words, Rong Jin would have thrown them out and pulled out their tongue, but when this little thing said it, he wasn't angry at all, and actually liked it quite a bit.

However, he never showed these feelings. This little thing was too good at climbing up the pole. Once she knew that he didn't hate her that much, he was sure that she could come up with even more tricks.

"You've said such disgusting things to other people before, haven't you?"

Su Tang widened her eyes, "How is that possible?" She automatically ignored the words "disgusting," and said with a serious face, "Little Ninth Uncle is a god in the sky, an immortal in a painting. How can ordinary people be compared? If I use the words to praise immortals on other people, wouldn't that be insulting the immortals?"

When she said this, Rong Jin was even more satisfied.

"Remember what you said, otherwise…"

He didn't finish speaking, but Su Tang giggled foolishly.

See? What if he's a pervert? Wasn't he still flattered by her?

The little girl had a proud look on her face, overflowing from the scene. Rong Jin felt for the first time that this cheap niece was really an interesting treasure. Keeping her around made life much more interesting.

"Little Ninth Uncle, what are your plans for today?"

Rong Jin, "Grind ink."

Su Tang thought he wanted to grind ink, so she obediently poured some water on the inkstone and began to grind it seriously. But after a while, Rong Jin actually handed her a brush.

Su Tang was puzzled, "What are you doing, Little Ninth Uncle?"

Rong Jin, "I let you skip five years of classes. I'll see how your calligraphy practice is going."

He wrote all the characters for the past five years. When he finally recovered his memory, his handwriting was even more fluent and neat than it was five years ago. As for the little girl, it was obvious that she hadn't touched a pen much in the past five years, and probably had a chicken-scratch handwriting.

Su Tang rolled her eyes and immediately understood what he meant.

Actually, her handwriting was quite good. She had practiced hard in a previous world, so even if she hadn't picked up a pen for a long time, her muscle memory still remembered.

But since Rong Jin thought she was bad, then she would just be bad for him to see, so he wouldn't feel like he had no use for her.

So, she deliberately wrote crookedly and made mistakes. As a result, after one sheet of paper, the other party actually said, "Continue."

Su Tang was stunned. Because of this, the ink on the brush dripped onto the rice paper, smearing a black stain.

"Little Ninth Uncle, do you still want me to write?"

Rong Jin's expression didn't show any joy or anger, he just said lightly, "Yes, continue."

Gradually, Su Tang began to be shameless, "Little Ninth Uncle, am I writing well?"

Saying that, she could still ask for praise with such chicken-scratch handwriting. She was really very shameless, but who would have thought that Rong Jin was also a ruthless person, and actually praised her against his conscience.

"Not bad."

At least the shape of the characters was still there. With a little practice, she could quickly get the hang of it.

Su Tang was flattered and deeply moved, "Little Ninth Uncle, you're so good." After saying that, the style suddenly changed, "Since Little Ninth Uncle said it's good, then I'll have someone mount this calligraphy and hang it in Little Ninth Uncle's study in the future."

Rong Jin: …

Su Tang, "Little Ninth Uncle isn't speaking. Is it because you're too moved? Actually, there's no need to be moved. You helped me solve the problems with Eldest Aunt and Third Aunt before. This is just my thank-you gift."

Rong Jin rubbed his temples, then smiled, "Okay, mount it."

He didn't believe that someone with such a serious appearance association wouldn't understand the beauty of good handwriting. Since she was being shameless, then he would hang it up for her and let everyone admire it.

"By the way, remember to write your name on it, otherwise how would everyone know that this was written by Xiao Tao'er?"

Su Tang's face turned red. She had said that on purpose just now. Who would have thought that the other party would actually turn the tables on her?

There was no way she would hang it up. She still had to save face, so she deliberately knocked over the inkstone.

Her clothes were all dirty, and the calligraphy was completely ruined. The little girl pretended to be frightened, and Rong Jin didn't expose her.

Su Tang, "Little Ninth Uncle, my clothes are dirty. I have to go back and change."

Rong Jin looked at the messy study and didn't understand why he had to suffer this. He scolded with a smile, "Get out."

"Okay." After saying that, she trotted to the door, but couldn't help but turn her head back, blinking her big eyes and smiling, "Little Ninth Uncle, I'll be back~"

Su Tang's courage had been growing lately. Looking at Rong Jin, she didn't feel scared anymore. Instead, a restless itch resurfaced in her heart.

Of course, she could barely restrain herself now. Her blackening value had only decreased by 10%, so she couldn't act recklessly.

When she returned to Ronghua Courtyard, the servants below were making some pastries. The pastries were sweet but not greasy, and Su Tang liked them very much.

The servant was left behind by her mother. Her cooking skills were good on weekdays. Compared to the chefs in the Marquis's mansion, Su Tang preferred to eat the food made by the servant. Today, the servant had a whim and made some plum blossom cakes, so she thought of using them as a gift.

When she returned to Hengwu Courtyard with the plum blossom cakes, it hadn't even been an hour. Because she was holding the cakes, she didn't have a free hand to knock on the door, so she simply used her butt to push the door open, which was very uncouth. She was just about to introduce the pastries to Rong Jin when she looked inside and was immediately dumbfounded.

Su Tang, "…Sorry, please continue."

Rong Jin's face was very ugly, gloomy, and it was obvious that he was on the verge of anger. And beside him, there was actually a woman with her clothes half-undone. The woman's figure was graceful, and now that her clothes were half-undone, her looming curves were fully displayed.

To be honest, although Su Tang only took one look, she knew that she was a femme fatale.

She held the plum blossom cakes, thinking that she had actually ruined someone's good time, which was really inappropriate. Just as she was thinking about whether to find a maid to come over, someone called her name in the study.

"Shen Tao, get in here!"

Su Tang held the plum blossom cakes and walked in immediately without hesitation. However, she was used to being naughty. After being well-behaved for several months, she blurted out when she suddenly saw this scene, "Little Ninth Uncle, that was fast."

Rong Jin: …

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