Don't abuse the prince, the princess has remarried

Chapter 191 Gu Qianzhou, Do You Understand Reciprocity?
Meimei narrowed her eyes slightly, looked at the man in front of her and said, "The things Miss Su doesn't want, the prince turned around and sent me?"

Jun Mochen: "..."

I want to explain, but I don't know how to explain for a while.

Gu Qianzhou stuffed the box back into his hand, turned around and left.

She is not the kind of person with shallow eyelids who wants everything!
Jun Mochen looked at the box that had been stuffed back into his hand, his eyes dimmed, it was the first time he tried to give someone something, but he couldn't, what's the reason?

Taking out the colorful beads, he caught up with Gu Qianzhou in a few strides, grabbed her small hand with one hand, and stuffed the beads into her wrist.

The movements are smooth and flowing, and they are done in one go.

Gu Qianzhou: "..."

Looking at the string of beads that were forced on, he smiled for a moment.

Mei Mou narrowed her eyes dangerously and said, "My lord, does this have a hobby of forcing people to give away things?"

Jun Mochen didn't speak, and walked forward sullenly.

Gu Qianzhou raised his hand to pull out the bead.

But the man suddenly seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, and said coolly, "If you dare to pull it out, your hand will be chopped off."

Gu Qianzhou: "..."

Lord Scum is sick!

Looking at the man's cold back, he stopped decisively.

There's no point in arguing with the scumbag over such a trivial matter. Besides, this bracelet looks expensive. It's hard for him to go down, maybe he can exchange money for dinner.

Thinking about it this way, I felt much more comfortable, so I let the bracelet be worn on my wrist.

The two got into the carriage, and Jun Mochen saw that she was wearing it properly, and Shen Shen's face looked a lot better.

Seeing that she still wears a messy braided multicolored silk rope on her wrist, it can be seen that she made it clumsily by herself.

Suddenly remembering the folk custom of weaving colorful silk ropes to send to your sweetheart during the Dragon Boat Festival, I looked up, stared at her small face and said, "Gu Qianzhou, do you understand that etiquette is reciprocal?"

Gu Qianzhou raised his eyebrows, "So what if you understand, so what if you don't know?"

Jun Mochen didn't bother to play Tai Chi with her, so he said directly, "This king gave you beads, and it's reciprocal, you should give me something back."

Gu Qianzhou: "..."

Forcing someone to give something away and then forcing someone to return a gift, what kind of strange operation is this.

Grinding his small silver teeth, he said with a half-smile, "I don't know what kind of gift the lord wants in return?"

Jun Mo gave her a deep look, "No brain? Use your brain to think about it."

Gu Qianzhou didn't want to talk to him anymore, rolled his eyes and said directly, "Unexpected."

Jun Mochen: "..."

You can't expect her to be as transparent and astute as other girls, she is a rotten piece of wood.

Glancing at the multicolored silk rope in her hand, she gave orders directly, "Just weave a beautiful multicolored silk rope as a gift in return."

Gu Qianzhou rolled his eyes to the sky.

Making up one is already killing me, and she doesn't want to make up a second one.

Immediately, he pulled back the messy colorful silk rope in his hand, took Jun Mochen's big hand, and stuffed it directly into his hand, and said with a smile, "I have spent all my efforts to weave this, and it has condensed my endless efforts. Prince, hold it carefully, but don't lose it."

Jun Mochen: "..."

"Is the princess going to use this kind of ugly thing to get rid of the king?"

Gu Qianzhou stared at innocent big eyes and said, "I'm in favor of the lord, didn't the lord just say he likes ugly ones?"

Jun Mochen: "..."

The words spoken, the water splashed out, I can only hold the ugly silk rope in the palm of my hand, and said word by word, "It's hard to bother the princess."

Gu Qianzhou hehe said, "Don't bother, don't bother, as long as the prince likes it."

Jun Mochen was playing with the ugly silk rope in his hand, the carriage shook, and suddenly there was a slight jingle of rings.

(End of this chapter)