The queen of drama

Chapter 20

Looking at her big eyes that seemed to have stars, Jun Moran's thoughts flew wildly.

"Big brother, did you get sand in your eyes too? I'll blow it for you, and it won't hurt in a while." A pair of starry eyes looked at him curiously, his fleshy mouth pouted, and he stood on tiptoe with difficulty. With the tiptoes in front of him, the sweet and greasy milk fragrance with super self-healing power brightened his eyes again and warmed his heart.

"My lord, what do you think my concubine did for you?" Hua Raoyue's excited voice brought back Jun Moran's thoughts.

"Hurry up and bring the things up." Hua Raoyue winked at Li Luo.

"Yes." Li Luo replied, carried the things and went up to the gazebo.

"Dangdangdang..." Hua Raoyue pulled the sheet suddenly, and a super cool wheelchair appeared in front of everyone.

It is cool because the shape of this wheelchair is different from what they usually see. Usually wheelchairs are very simple wheels and chairs, but this wheelchair has a lot of things, although it looks like it has many functions. , but not heavy, but very delicate.

Seeing the astonishment on everyone's faces, Hua Raoyue was a little proud, "My lord, this is a wheelchair made for you by my concubine. Isn't it beautiful? Do you want to try it?"

Jun Moran glanced at the wheelchair indifferently: "Do you want me to make a wheelchair for this king in the hope that I won't be able to stand up for the rest of my life?"

... Hua Raoyue was instantly stunned.

What are you talking about?How could she hope so? This person's psychology is too dark.

"My lord, there is nothing wrong with this wheelchair concubine." Fearing that Jun Moran would really misunderstand her, Hua Raoyue began to explain, "I lost your wheelchair before, so I want to compensate you." One, this concubine spent a lot of effort to make it, don't you really want to try it?"

"They made it with a lot of thought, I think it's good, you try it." Jian Mobei glanced at Jun Moran playfully, to see how long he can pretend.

Jun Moran still had a cold expression on his face, and he didn't have any intention of trying.

Hua Raoyue couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed to Jian Mobei again: "Master Jian, why don't you try it for the prince."

"Okay!" Jian Mobei agreed without thinking, stood up and was about to sit in a wheelchair.

"Ahem..." Jun Moran's face darkened for a moment, and he couldn't help coughing twice.

"Why don't you come?" Jian Mobei turned to him with a suppressed smile.

"My lord, my concubine will help you." The aggressive method was effective, and Hua Raoyue stepped forward to help her.

Jun Moran glared at her angrily, "How dare you give up my wheelchair to someone else?"

... Hua Raoyue was speechless, well, this is his.

"It's not that someone doesn't want to sit!" Hua Raoyue curled her lips and said, after a lot of effort, she finally helped Jun Moran onto the new wheelchair.

"Things that this king doesn't want, even if they are destroyed, they can't be given to others." Jun Moran stared at the slightly panting Hua Raoyue with deep eyes, and said meaningfully.

Hua Raoyue curled her lips, she was really domineering.

"The concubine specially added cushions for you, how can you sit comfortably?" Hua Raoyue blinked Bling Bling's big eyes and asked flatteringly.

The cushion is attached to the backrest, so it is definitely much more comfortable to sit on than ordinary wheelchairs.

"So-so." Jun Moran's expression didn't show much surprise.

Hua Raoyue: "..."

It's really not that difficult to serve.

"Oh, the sun is a little bit hot today, it would be great if there is an umbrella to cover the sun at this time." Hua Raoyue suddenly covered her face with her hands, looking very sunburned.

Everyone looked at Hua Raoyue in unison, not knowing what she would do next.

"Just right, the concubine prepared an umbrella for the prince." Hua Raoyue suddenly reached out and pressed somewhere on the handle.

Everyone only heard a "swish", and suddenly something popped out from behind the wheelchair, it was a giant umbrella.

(End of this chapter)