Evil King, your vest fell off

Chapter 124 Sachet
Su Yixuan didn't stay in the room for a long time, then walked out lonely.

Qin Ruixin quickly went up to meet her: "Brother Su~"

Su Yixuan ignored her, went out of Yunshang Pavilion directly, and walked towards the gate.

Qin Ruixin ran behind with small steps, her face was full of anxiety, "Brother Su, don't go..."

Su Yixuan paused, finally sighed, and turned around helplessly: "Go back, let me retain the last bit of dignity."

Countless words were choked in her throat, Qin Ruixin's eyes were red, and she suppressed tears: "Will I still see you in the future?"

Su Yixuan nodded: "Maybe."

Then turned to leave.

When Ming Qianjue came back, it was already evening, he gently opened the door, saw the girl sitting quietly at the table, his heart softened into a puddle of water, and he walked lightly to her side.

"What are you embroidering?" He suddenly poked his head from behind her and squinted his eyes to examine.

Feng Nuanyang shook his body, looked at the head that was approaching, hurriedly put away the things in his hands, and shook his head: "It's nothing."

"Really?" There was suspicion in Ming Qianjue's eyes, and finally his eyes dimmed, looking at the dark sky outside the window: "It's getting late, let's go out for dinner."

Feng Nuanyang nodded, and hastily stretched out his hands to tidy up the messy table. Suddenly, Ming Qianjue's surprised voice sounded: "Nuanyang, where did the red spots on your face come from?"

The movements of his hands paused, Feng Nuanyang hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover his face, turned around and ran to the vanity mirror and leaned over to look at it, but the woman reflected in the bronze mirror had skin as white as jade and as smooth as silk, there was nothing wrong with it With a red dot, she thumped in her heart, turned around quickly, and saw Ming Qianjue playing with her unfinished sachet in her hand.

"You lied to me!" Feng Nuanyang's eyes widened, and he stepped forward to grab the thing in his hand, but he nimbly dodged it.

Ming Qianjue looked at the sachet with rough pinholes in his hand. On Girl's Day, he had seen such a similar thing before, so he naturally knew what it was for. His eyes shone brightly like shattered stars. stared at the girl in front of him: "Give it to me?"

The anticipation in his beautiful eyes was so obvious, Feng Nuanyang was suffocating and a little helpless, but thinking of his teasing just now, she suddenly didn't want to make him happy, she stretched out her hand: "Give it back to me, this Not for you!" At least she won't give it to him before finishing.

Hearing the answer, Ming Qianjue's eyes dimmed, rubbing the rough edges with his hands, staring quietly at the girl beside him, watching her eyes go away, he domineeringly stuffed the sachet directly into his chest, "The things you embroidered can only be given to me, and no one is qualified to take them!"

Feng Nuanyang's eyes widened in disbelief, obviously he didn't expect him to be such a rascal, but the sachet was still a few stitches away, she had to finish it.

She rushed forward and hugged him, reached into his clothes, trying to snatch the sachet back.

Ming Qianjue carefully wrapped her arms around her waist with one hand, and pressed her restless hand with the other: "There is no reason to take back what was given to me."

"I haven't finished embroidering the sachet," Feng Nuanyang retorted directly.

Hearing that she didn't deny it again, Ming Qianjue understood in his heart, and felt more and more satisfied with the warmth of the chest where the sachet was placed.

He smiled, his eyes sparkled like flames dancing in the dark night, and he looked very happy. He held her hand, took the sachet out of his arms, and carefully placed it in her palm, "Then Leave it with you first, and you have to return it to me tomorrow!"

He took it for granted, Feng Nuanyang pouted, this sachet was made by her, how could it be called return?The identity of the master changed too quickly.

However, seeing that there was no trace of disgust in his eyes, the joy from the heart made Feng Nuanyang feel that everything was worth it.

(End of this chapter)