When I opened my eyes, my fox became a sick villain

Chapter 22 The Little Fox's Wonderful Aesthetics
The boy said lightly: "I'm very tired and can't walk around."

Qingwu couldn't help shaking his head, this kid was really puzzled.

Fortunately, Cheng Anyi persevered, "It's okay, Ah Jin, let's go back and make Qiaoguo together, shall we?"

Yan Chenjin remained expressionless, "I don't know how to do it."

"I'll teach you, Ah Jin, if you don't want to do it, you can watch me cook it for you." Cheng Anyi thought very carefully.

But the other party is still unreasonable, "I don't like to eat that kind of thing."

Cheng Anyi lowered his eyes, feeling sad, and took out a gold and black pouch from his sleeve, embroidered with beautiful mandarin ducks playing in the water.

Although the distance is a bit far, Qingwu can still see Cheng Anyi's skills.

Thinking about the things I embroidered again, the thread ends were not cut off.

Qingwu suddenly remembered that she had prepared her purse and planned to go back and wash off the blood stains on her hair, but when she met Yan Chenjin later, she forgot about it.

That pink purse was still stained with her blood!
When she came back to her senses, Cheng Anyi had already separated from Yan Chenjin.

Hey, did you take away the purse just now?In a daze, she missed the best part!
Yan Chenjin suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, the fox's eyes contained a bit of grievance and resentment, just like a... a little bitch who was abandoned by her husband.

Qingwu thought to himself, just now Yan Chenjin looked at Process Anyi's masterpiece, and now she looks at her purse, there will definitely be a world of difference, this is the best.

She approached Yan Chenjin with a smile on her face, but the young man kept his attitude, as if he didn't want to talk to her.

Qingwu pinched his sleeve with two fingers and tugged, "Ash?"

The boy didn't say a word, nor did he look at her.

Qingwu said regretfully: "It seems that some people have forgotten what day it is today. In this case, I'd better get away, so as not to be an eyesore."

The implication is that if you ignore me, I won't give your brother a purse!

Yan Chenjin glanced at her and said: "Of course I remember what day it was, unlike some people who don't keep their promises."

Qingwu didn't like to hear these words, she pricked her hands dozens of times for that extremely ugly purse, how could she say that she broke her word?
Qingwu also imitated his usual appearance, snorted pretendingly, and said, "Who says I've broken my word? I'm reliable! I've done the things you reminded me, and you still have to No more?"

The young man was imitated by her and glared at her angrily, "When did I want your things?"

Qingwu stretched out two slender fingers, took out the pink and tender purse from his bosom, and shook it in front of Yanchen Jin, "So, you don't want it?"

Yan Chenjin's gaze seemed to be caught by the purse, wherever the purse swayed, he would look in that direction, just like dangling a meaty bone in front of a puppy, his eyes couldn't miss it .

He grabbed the dangling 'meat bone', looked at it front and back several times, his breath was suspended, "Give it, give it to me?"

Qing Wu said: "Why do you give it to you? For your brother!"

Yan Chenjin acted as if he hadn't heard it, and carefully touched the... ball embroidered on the purse.

Being stared at so earnestly by him, Qingwu inexplicably felt very embarrassed. She scratched her head and said, "I originally planned to embroider bamboo, but it was the first time I embroidered this kind of thing. I didn’t know how to embroider it, and it became a circle. I didn’t want to take it apart and embroider it again, so I just embroidered a ball.”

With a sweet smile on Yan Chenjin's face, he turned his head, looked at Qingwu shyly and timidly, and said: "It's already very good, I like it very much, don't give it to my brother, this...give it to me !"

Looking at his smiling face, Qingwu felt a little puzzled, "Are you serious? Do you like this thing?"

The pink purse is embroidered with a dark green ball, does anyone really like it?

She doesn't know what other people think of it, but she herself thinks this thing is ugly!
The boy smiled crookedly, held the purse in his heart cherishingly, and nodded seriously, "It's very beautiful, I like it very much, I want this, give it to me."

Qing Wu kindly persuaded: "You already have a gift from Cheng An Yi, why do you want this? She's pretty, how embarrassing are you to carry this?"

Yan Chenjin's eyes are soft, as if filled with warm spring breeze, making people feel heart-warming just looking at them.

He explained: "I didn't want hers. I don't like hers. I just like this one. Give it to me, okay?"

Qingwu is also a little confused, I don't like the pretty ones, but the ugly ones?
Is there a problem with the little fox's aesthetics?
Qingwu smiled embarrassingly, "It's up to you, anyway, you reminded me to do it yourself, who is it different for?"

Now Yan Chenjin was happy and didn't get angry with her, but just explained, "When did I ask you to do this? I didn't say that."

He still doesn't admit it!

Qing Wu said: "Just the day before yesterday, oh no, it was the day before yesterday, the twelfth day of the seventh month. You asked me what day it is, isn't it just to remind me of this?"

Yan Chenjin poked her on the forehead, "Why are you so stupid, you forgot even the twelfth of July? I'm not reminding you to embroider purses, you're so stupid, go do it yourself!"

Isn't it to remind her to embroider her purse?

Qingwu looked at the wound on his own hand, thinking that this is too bad!

Seeing the little red dots, Qingwu reminded: "Before using it, remember to wash it first, the ones with blood on them are not very clean."

Inkstone Chenjin took a closer look, and there really were several red dots.

He grabbed Qingwu's hand, looked at the countless small wounds on his hand, and his smile disappeared immediately.

Qingwu felt that if his two fox ears were sticking out now, they would definitely be drooping, pitiful and cute.

Before she was wronged, he was wronged first, "Why are you so careless, if you knew this, don't embroider, I don't really want it."

Qingwu smiled lightly and spread out his palms, "You don't want it? Give it back to me!"

The young man hurriedly hid the purse in his arms, "I gave it to me, I can't take it back. To be a man... you must keep your word, and you can't break your word."

Qingwu withdrew his hand, "I've always said what I say, and I never go back on my word."

Yan Chenjin snorted, and muttered in a low voice: "Liar, you still said to give me milk every day, forget it after you finish talking!"

His voice was very low, but it was still heard by Qingwu.

Qing Wu remembered that there was such a thing, but she was just joking, this kid still took it seriously?

She smiled slightly, "Because of this, you were angry with me yesterday?"

Yan Chenjin lowered his eyes aggrievedly, and said in a low voice: "It's not just this."

Anything else? "It seems that I have been accused of many crimes. Let's hear it."

The young man was silent for a moment before he said, "Why were you in Zhao Jinying's room yesterday?"

(End of this chapter)