The trump card against the heavenly concubine

Chapter 1211 [Hand embroidery] 06
"Cut, who cares about you, a domineering and selfish person like you will kill you." Huang Yuezhen tilted her head slightly, and refused to admit that she was killed, her words were duplicity.

Nansheng Guyao knew that she was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, so she couldn't help but hold her hand tightly, staring at her seriously, "Zhen'er, leave your mark on me. I want it forever."

His deep and bright eyes were shining, as if the stars in the sky had fallen into them, extremely charming, and his voice was full of magic, so sincere that people couldn't resist and refuse at all.

"Are you really sure you want to do this?" Huang Yuezhen waved the slender silver needle in her hand.

"Of course, you can't refuse. Today's time hasn't come yet." Nansheng Guyao gently moved her lips, a few strands of fine hair on her forehead were blown by the wind, her eyes and eyebrows were picturesque, and everything behind him seemed to be moving. It turned into nothingness, only his body was covered with light, which made people dazzled.

Huang Yuezhen frowned, facing Nansheng Guyao's unreasonable request, she actually nodded and agreed.

It's not that she took the initiative to say something to embroider revenge on him, but this guy begged herself hard, hey, since he expected so much, then she had no choice but to agree to him, who called her a "good person".

"Nansheng Guyao, how do you embroider this?" Huang Yuezhen asked with a slender silver needle.

Nan Sheng Gu Yao held her hand and taught her to embroider on a piece of fruit, "That's it, it's very simple, you can embroider however you want, you can embroider anything."

"Okay. Then let me just knock you unconscious, so that you won't feel the pain." Huang Yuezhen thought that there are no anesthetics in this world, and even if there were such medicines, she didn't refine them. Not now, the best way is of course to knock Nan Sheng Gu Yao unconscious.

Nansheng Guyao had a smile on his lips, and smiled easily, "No, I want to see you embroider for me, so I don't want to faint."

"Hey, a bitch is just hypocritical." Huang Yuezhen rolled his eyes at him, and muttered in a low voice, thinking that it would hurt him to death later, and he would still look at it, what a mess.

"Zhen'er, what did you just say?" Nansheng Guyao didn't quite understand, so she couldn't help asking her again.

"Hey, it's nothing, since we're all ready, let's start." Huang Yuezhen smiled sloppyly.

Nan Sheng Gu Yao had already unbuttoned his clothes, Huang Yuezhen looked at his strong body and his dense muscles, and couldn't help swallowing another mouthful of saliva.

"Where is the embroidery?" Huang Yuezhen asked.

"Embroider here, it can be embroidered on the top or bottom of this scar." Nan Sheng Gu Yao pointed to his heart.

"No way, where is the embroidering, what if I accidentally stab it in?" Huang Yuezhen was worried, where was the place of her heart.

Nan Sheng Gu Yao's expression remained calm, "It's okay, a dagger can't kill me, and this tiny silver needle can't do anything to me."

"Then why don't you embroider the scar, and cover the scar by the way, it won't look too ugly." Huang Yuezhen suggested.

Nan Sheng Gu Yao kissed her on the cheek, "No need, these are all things you left for me, I am reluctant to erase them."

".." Huang Yuezhen looked at him, looked at his serious eyes, her mind fluttered, and it took a while before she came back to her senses.

"Zhen'er, let's start." Nansheng Guyao took her hand close to his heart, "Just here."

(End of this chapter)