This scene is not suitable for children and Xiao Ru should not be allowed to see it under any circumstances.
"If she is willing, I don't mind letting her visit. She will get married sooner or later, so she can learn how to serve her future husband in advance."
Mo Chuan chuckled, and his hot breath made her ears turn red. She was ashamed and annoyed, but she couldn't avoid his hand.
It really comes as it comes.
Xiao Ru came in holding a pot of hot tea. When she saw this scene, her eyes widened in disbelief.
Then her face turned as red as red cloth, and she suddenly felt feverish.
With a "choking" sound, the tea tray in her hand fell to the ground, and then she ran away.
"Mochuan, stop making trouble!"
Shen Ning was alarmed and hurriedly pushed Mo Chuan away, her face burning and her heart beating.
Mo Chuan looked like an unsatisfied cat. He glared at Xiao Ru's retreating figure, secretly annoyed that this girl had come at the wrong time.
He sighed helplessly, pulled her up, and took off a blade of grass stuck to her clothes.
"Ayo!"
Shen Ning let out a soft cry and reached out to pick up the white silk satin hooked on the branch.
"It was almost blown away by the wind."
Seeing how concerned she was, Mo Chuan couldn't help but ask: "Don't you always like embroidery needles the most? How come you have the patience to do these things? What is this?"
Shen Ning gently brushed off a little dust on the silk satin and said, "I want to make a sachet."
His heart moved and he looked at the embroidery pattern on it.
"I don't like swallows, let's try something else."
When he sees Yanzi, he will think of Qi Yanyu and instinctively dislike him.
Shen Ning raised her eyes and glanced at him with a smile: "I didn't embroider it for you."
"Who is that for?"
Mo Chuan's face darkened. Her first time as a female celebrity was not for her
It couldn't be for that kid Qi Yanyu.
Who knew but heard Shen Ning say: "I'm going to give it to Qi Yanyu."
With a "click" sound, Mo Chuan gritted his teeth.
"Are you jealous?" Shen Ning looked at him.
Mo Chuan refused to admit that he was jealous. Even if his jealousy was overwhelming, he would never admit it.
He snorted and said, "Why should I be jealous of him? The most he can get is the sachet you embroidered, but what I get is your person and your heart."
Even though he said this, the sourness in his tone could not be concealed.
Shen Ning chuckled.
She took something out of her sleeve and threw it to him.
"I knew you would be like this, I gave it to you."
Mo Chuan subconsciously caught it and saw that it was a sachet made of ink-colored brocade, with a cluster of red cannas embroidered with white silk thread. The black, white and red colors were very eye-catching and exuded a refreshing fragrance.
"I put borneol, cinnamon, kaempferol, galangal and mint leaves in it. If you feel sleepy when reviewing the memorial, take it out and smell it. It will refresh your mind."
Mo Chuan brought the sachet to his nose and took a deep sniff. Sure enough, a cool air penetrated his heart and spleen, and his mind became clear.
"Do you like it?" Shen Ning asked with a smile.
"The sachet is good, but the embroidery work is really ugly. You want me, the majestic king of my country, to have such an ugly thing hanging on my waist. I don't want to be laughed at." He said with a straight face, "Again Make one for me, and only if you are satisfied with it can you make it for others.”
Shen Ning bent down with laughter.
"I've seen people who are jealous, but I've never been so jealous as you are."
"Who says I'm jealous? I'm afraid that what you make is too ugly and I can't sell it. Qi Yanyu's current status is different from what it used to be. He is sitting in the wealthy land of Northern Qi. What kind of treasure does he want? He will want this ?”