C69 My Weapon

"Yue Yi, what are you daydreaming about?" Yun Wanqiu suddenly said as she blinked her large eyes.

"Huh?" Yue Yi came back to his senses after hearing that and laughed dryly. He said, "These words are not bad. I'm a bit engrossed in them."

"You even know calligraphy?" Yun Wanqiu smiled faintly.

"I don't really understand, but I do have a little taste in this area. Oh right, Sister Qiu