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Chapter 27 Chu Lichen, Don't Go Too Much

"I won't, I really don't know how to do this." Qiao Mo immediately raised her hand to show the credibility of what she said. Cooking is okay, but needlework will kill her.

Chu Lichen raised his eyebrows, the obvious meaning was that you promised to make clothes for the prince, but dare you say you can't.

"Could it be that Mo'er is going to cheat?" Chu Lichen slowly sipped the tea in his mouth, frowning tightly, and gave the most direct contempt for her tea.

Seeing his contempt, Qiao Mo put the cloth in a place she thought was safe, went to sit opposite him, poured water and drank it, whether she likes to drink or not, there are so many things.

"Is it a fake? The blueprint is drawn by me, okay?" She is also considered the original designer, so she is not a fake.

"Then Mo'er might as well make a set for this king."

"I said I won't." Qiao Mo frowned. Could this person not understand human speech?

"study!"

A faint word is full of command meaning.

Qiao Mo's mouth moved slightly, and she scolded him in her heart.

After cursing, I felt better, and looked at him with a smile: "There are so many embroiderers in the prince's house, I think all of them are better than me, isn't there a Miss An beside the prince? I think Miss An must I will be happy to make clothes for the prince."

"But none of them are named Qiao Mo." How could Chu Lichen not know that she was scolding him, but if it could make her feel better, scolding would be the same, and it would not affect him in the slightest.

Qiao Mo took a deep breath, if it wasn't for the ancient people's cheating martial arts, Qiao Mo would have slapped him, but he couldn't beat him.

"My lord, don't push yourself too hard, our deal doesn't include these." Qiao Mo gritted her teeth and reminded that this poor lord has been forgetting about their deal.

"Keep an inch? What this king likes most is to make an inch." Chu Lichen raised the corners of his mouth, seeing her angry look, he was in an inexplicably good mood.

Qiao Mo firmly held the cup in her hand, then stood up abruptly and took a few deep breaths: "The world is so beautiful, but I am so irritable. No, no, change it."

Chu Lichen's expression remained unchanged, pleased with her wonderful performance, but there was no slightest smile on her face.

Qiao Mo controlled her emotions, looked down at a certain man, "I won't."

"study."

It was still the same word, Chu Lichen got up, stretched out his hands to straighten his sleeves: "I don't like to say a sentence twice, I will give you three days, if you can't do it, I think, when will the poison in your body disappear?" Attack, this king does not know."

"I rely on %￥&#;#—" Qiao Mo's emotions lost control again, and she couldn't help but swear.

"Miss, what's the matter with you?" Yue'er asked hurriedly when she heard her cry.

"It's okay." Qiao Mo gritted her teeth and said, watching Chu Lichen said in a low voice: "I, no, learn."

Chu Lichen raised his eyebrows slightly, "I don't like disobedient women, Mo'er don't try again and again, otherwise I'm afraid that Mo'er won't like it."

Qiao Mo looked at him coldly: "Why, kill me?" Although she, Qiao Mo, was afraid of death, she didn't like being threatened.

Yue'er was still knocking on the door outside, but Qiao Mo was not in the mood to pay attention.

"Kill you, no, you are still useful, how can I be willing to kill you." Chu Lichen slowly approached her.

Qiao Mo retreated step by step until she reached the edge of the bed. Qiao Mo had nowhere to retreat, and leaned against the edge of the carved bed: "Chu Lichen, don't go too far."

(End of this chapter)