She concentrated her attention, looked at the document, and said thoughtfully, "Is this because the utilization rate of mineral resources is not high enough, resulting in a waste of resources?"
A smile appeared on Solans' face. "Princess is really smart. Only by increasing the utilization rate can we avoid wasting resources."
What's so clever about this? Any normal person would know it after a little thought. She didn't know if Solans was teasing her on purpose.
"You reminded me."
Solans smiled faintly, "Princess, you understand immediately."
There's nothing wrong with this, except that it feels a bit like coaxing a child.
After she stopped struggling, Solans relaxed his grip a little as she expected.
She thought that she would get off him when she got the pen or seal.
Thinking of this, Sheng Anlan calmed down and looked at the document, "Then how should this be handled?"
Solans glanced at it, picked up a pen from the side and handed it to her: "Princess, write the four words 'increase efficiency'."
Writing?
Who knows what the original owner's handwriting was like?
She couldn't imitate it and directly put the pen back into Solans's hand, "You should write it. You usually write it. They will feel very strange if I write it."
Because of the pen stuck in his neck, the other person's body leaned forward slightly. He lowered his eyes and saw the wide neckline, the graceful curve like a swan's neck and the looming spring scenery.
Her skin was as white as snow, which made his heart flutter. He lowered his head, wanting to feel the silky jade neck.
Saint Anlan's hand holding the pen went blank, his mind went blank, and his body stiffened.
Her heart was in her throat, her breathing became heavier, and she didn't dare to move at all, "Solans, what's wrong with you?"
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