Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Chapter 2142: Lord Governor, come and farm with me! (154)

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If she was alone, it would be fine and she wouldn't have to care too much, but she now has a family.

"I bought you something simple and plain this time."

Feng Han supported his chin and looked at her with a quiet smile.

Su Qiao really wanted to roll his eyes.

This guy…

Last time she didn't take those gorgeous clothes, so he had prepared some ordinary fabrics.

This time he had another trick up his sleeve.

"You really took great pains to get me to accept it."

Feng Han sighed: "Alas, what can I do when I meet someone who is not greedy for money, does not like to associate with the rich and powerful, and even disdains me?"

Damn, host, this is a confession, right? A naked confession, right? Right

444 was stunned, okay

I really can't believe it. Feng Han, who usually seems cold and indifferent to everyone, can actually say such words.

Host, this is enough to be called a lecher, right? If this doesn't count, then what else can count

It’s up to me whether it is or not.

Su Qiao certainly wasn't shy or anything, she rolled her eyes at him unhappily: "I'm only fourteen, is it really appropriate for you to do this?"

Feng Han still looked at her with a faint smile: "Some of the girls participating in the selection in the palace are only thirteen years old."

"There are many women who get married at the age of fourteen."

"Most importantly, you are not an ordinary fourteen-year-old girl."

"You talk as if I'm very old." Su Qiao curled his lips and continued to drink his porridge.

Feng Han raised his eyebrows: "It's not old, it's special."

"Drink slowly, don't choke. If you like to drink, there's plenty more in the other courtyard."

"I just want to finish drinking early so that I can make clothes for you. Don't you just need this set of clothes from me?"

Su Qiao emphasized the word "lack" with a hint of irony.

Feng Han remained calm: "I do need your clothes, but there is no rush. I have to fill your stomach first."

How shameless!

Can't compare.

Su Qiao stopped talking and concentrated on eating.

Host, why do I feel that your attitude towards Feng Han has changed a little? Don't you dislike him for being a eunuch

"Am I that superficial?"

You are! You are!

Who was it that disliked him because he was a eunuch from the very beginning

Who is ignoring others

The carriage soon arrived at the villa on the back mountain of Guyin Temple.

Su Qiao also finished all the cakes and porridge on the table and filled his stomach.

In the inner hall, Su Qiao walked slowly in front of a group of eunuchs carrying cloth, and his eyes finally fell on a unique burgundy cloth.

She reached out and touched it, feeling the fabric carefully, then picked it up to look at it. It was woven very finely and smoothly.

"That's it."

Feng Han's eyes were dull for a rare moment: "Are you sure you want this color?"

"I think this wine red color is very beautiful. I will embroider it with silver silk auspicious patterns and match it with a black waist belt."

Su Qiao remembered that the first time he saw him in the coal mine, he was wearing a dark red official uniform.

The color is a bit dark and heavy, and looks heavy and old-fashioned.

But the color in front of him is authentic burgundy, which should better suit his skin tone and temperament.

“Red has always been used for wedding dresses.”

Feng Han looked at her meaningfully: "Or are you a little anxious?"

Su Qiao rolled her eyes at him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? The color used for wedding dresses is bright red, and this is wine red."

Bright red appears bold, passionate and impactful, but burgundy is low-key yet mysterious, and with some patterns, it has a retro feel.