Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 330: Arrogance (3)
Shui Su was so anxious that she only looked at Kuyi, it was hard to stop her, if she were to be allowed to enter Piaoxiang Residence, everyone would really have no peace.

Bitter Job's tears groaned silently, with a troubled expression on his face.

Fang Yi took out a string of Wenmu Bitao bracelets from his bosom, and swayed towards Mo Mao, handing one end to another, Qingyue said with a smile: "Miss Mo, do you think this bracelet matches the girl?"

Mo Yao took a look at her jade face with a smile like a Clivia, and then looked at the bead chain, it was really ingenious, extraordinary beauty, light yellow in color, matched with pink peach blossoms, it was like a tree gathering clouds, a world of its own.

She happily accepted it, raised her eyebrows and said, "Girl gave it to me?"

"Yes, I made it out of Wenmu by myself. You can take it if you like it. If you don't like giving it to a maid, you don't like it." Fang Yi smiled lightly, and her lips glowed with kindness.

Once a woman is kind, she is extraordinarily beautiful, touching people's hearts, and also shortening the distance.

Mo Mo smiled lightly: "Wenmu is worth thousands of gold, and it is worthy of me. I want it. Thank you, sister. What's your name?"

"Fang Yi likes the scent of green catkins, so I changed my parents' name privately, which is a bit unfilial." Fang Yi lightly took her to sit down, and she stood up in pink clothes like a shining sun, which was majestic and impressive. asphyxia.

Only when you sit down do you feel weak.

Sure enough, as soon as Fang Yi sat down, she immediately looked a little warmer. She held the bracelet in her hand, and it felt as warm and moist as jade. : "Is it done by my sister? How do boudoir women do woodwork? It is also a legend through the ages."

"Who said that woodwork is all done by men? I'm afraid men don't have the stamina for these little things. It's like learning swords. Men can learn it, and women can learn it the same way, but the same goal is the same! Besides, I don't do those rough things. Work, I like things for my daughter's house most. No matter how much a man can do it, he will not be able to understand her daughter's wishes. It is almost the beginning of winter, and tomorrow I will make some lanterns for my sister to have fun, keep warm in the incense burner, and hold hands in my palm , it won’t be cold all winter.” Fang Nie slowed down her tone, smiling like a plum blossom, very beautiful and charming, with a unique charm, which makes people smell fragrant.

Leaving Kuyi and Huanyan aside, Momo grabbed the catkin and said with joy in her eyes, "Sister, I like gadgets the most, so hurry up and take me to see your tools, and teach me how to use them." kill me."

Fang Yi smiled and said, "Why don't you live with me? My garden is quite big, and it's a lot more generous to live with my mother and younger brother. It's not lively when there are fewer people, and we have a good temperament. It's best to be together, besides. Now, everyone in Piaoxiangju is doing work day and night, and you are a guest, afraid of being overwhelmed by the quiet atmosphere, it’s better to have fun with me.”

What he said was sensible and reasonable, and he thought about everything for her, which really moved her heart.

Mo Mo thought to herself, Piaoxiangju is really busy caring about cosmetics, but she doesn't like these things, not to mention the looks of Shuisu and others, it seems that she is not very welcome to stay, why bother to ask for it?That little Huanyan girl has plenty of opportunities to deal with her, and she lives in the same garden, so are you afraid that she will run away?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared in his eyes: "Okay, I live with my sister, quickly take me to see, how is it compared to Na Jufu's family?"

"Don't worry, it's a good place to live, with all the furnishings. And I'm here, including your boudoir utensils, and it's very chic. When you hate it, I'll make another one to replace it." Fang Wei After coaxing her, he pulled her out and walked out of the curtain, shaking Kuyi with his slender fingers, playful and hilarious.

Kuyi smiled softly, one thing falls down on one thing, no matter how arrogant and savage Mo Yao is, good fortune is always wonderful, and someone has come up with clever tricks to deal with her.

Shui Sufang heaved a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, shook his head and sighed, the garden might not be quiet anymore.

Huanyan looked out of the curtain with annoyed eyes.

For the first time, there was sadness in her almond-shaped eyes.

(End of this chapter)