The Flowers are Blooming in Colour

Chapter 20: It's not so hard to serve

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Looking at her big eyes that seemed to have stars, Jun Moran's thoughts flew wildly.

"Big brother, did your eyes get into the sand? I'll help you blow, and it won't hurt for a while." A pair of star-eyed eyes looked at him curiously, his fleshy mouth pouted, and he stood on tiptoe with difficulty. The toes leaned in front of him, and the sweet milky fragrance with super self-healing power brightened his eyes and warmed his heart.

"Master, what do you think the concubine did for you?" Hua Laoyue's excited voice pulled Jun Moran's thoughts back.

"Move things up quickly." Hua Laoyue winked at Li Luo.

"Yes." Li Luo replied, and went to the pavilion while carrying something.

"Dangdangdang..." Hua Laoyue suddenly pulled the sheets, and a super cool wheelchair appeared in front of everyone.

It’s cool because the shape of this wheelchair is not the same as what they usually see. Usually wheelchairs are very simple wheels and chairs, but this wheelchair has many more things, although it seems to have many functions , But not heavy, but very delicate.

Seeing everyone with amazing faces, Hua Laoyue was a little proud, "Master, this is a wheelchair made for you by your concubine. Isn't it nice? Would you like to try it?"

Jun Mo dyed his face

Glancing at the wheelchair indifferently: "I made this king a wheelchair, do you hope that this king will never stand up for the rest of his life?"

… Hua Lao Yue was dumbfounded for an instant.

What are you talking about? How could she hope so, this person's psychology is too gloomy.

"Master, this concubine in a wheelchair doesn't have any embarrassment." Afraid that Jun Moran would really misunderstand her, Hua Lao Yue began to explain happily, "I didn't lose your wheelchair before, so I want to compensate you. A handful, this was done by the concubine with a lot of hard work, do you really want to try?"

"People spend a lot of thought to do it, I think it's good, you try." Jian Mobei glanced at Jun Moran playfully to see how long he could pretend.

Jun Moran still had a cold face, without any intention to try.

Hua Laoyue couldn't help it, and rushed to Jian Mobei again: "Master Jian, or you can try it for the prince."

"Okay!" Jian Mobei agreed without even thinking, standing up and going to take a wheelchair.

"Ahem..." Jun Moran turned black for a moment, and couldn't help coughing twice.

"Why don't you come?" Jian Mobei turned to him with a stern smile.

"Prince, the concubine will help you." The agitation method was effective, and Hua Lao Yue Pi Dian Dian stepped forward to help others.

Jun Moran glared at her angrily, "How dare you give this king's wheelchair to

Give someone a seat? "

… Hua Laoyue looked speechless, well, this is his.

"Isn't someone unwilling to sit!" Hua Laoyue said with her lips curled, and finally helped Jun Moran onto the new wheelchair with the boss's effort.

"What the king doesn't want, even if it is destroyed, it can't be given to others." Jun Moran's deep eyes stared at the panting Hua Laoyue, saying very meaningfully.

Hua Laoyue pouted her lips, really domineering.

"The concubine specially added soft cushions for you, how can you sit comfortably?" Hua Laoyue blinked Blingbling's big eyes, pleased.

The cushion is connected to the backrest, and it is definitely much more comfortable to sit on than an ordinary wheelchair.

"So-so." Jun Moran's expression didn't have too many surprises.

Hua Lao Yue: "..."

It's really not so hard to serve.

"Oh, the sun is a little bit sunny today. It would be nice to have an umbrella to cover the sun at this time." Hua Laoyue suddenly covered her face with her hand, looking very dry.

Everyone looked at Hua Laoyue in unison, not knowing where she was going again.

"It just so happened that the concubine prepared an umbrella for the prince." Hua Laoyue suddenly stretched out her hand and pressed somewhere on the handle.

Everyone only heard a "swish", and suddenly something popped out from behind the wheelchair, it was a giant umbrella.

(End of this chapter)