Quick Transmigration: The Villain’s Sweet Wife

Kwon Nai's face changed when he heard the words, it seemed that he had mentioned the eldest son Quan, and that cold appearance would change.

Everything is for him.

Lin Wangci clasped Lian'er's hand unconsciously and tightened it with such force that it almost crushed Jiao Ren'er's bones, causing her to cry out, "Sir, you hurt the little girl..."

The man seemed to have recovered, his **** thin lips evoked a wicked smile, "Didn't Lian'er just say that I want to buy new clothes?"

Lian'er's eyes were filled with ignorance.

Did she... have anything to say?

"It just so happens that Acheng's female celebrity is pretty good, and I can definitely make one for you in three days."

Lian'er "cocked" in her heart, secretly saying that it was not good.

As soon as this woman came to the yard, Lin Wangci didn't look away from her, and every word she said was aimed at her.

Lu Xicheng...it's not easy.

Lian'er is a person who knows what to say and watch. She covered her mouth and smiled, "The adults still remember the words of the little girl, you are so kind. Since the adults approve of Sister Lu's craftsmanship, then you can only...

Good practice questions for your uncle!

After finishing a delicate dress in three days, you have to stay up late.

How can contemporary youth stay up late? !

The key is to stay up late and it may not be done!

Kwonna: "Fuck, do you really have no skills to make clothes out of thin air?"

【No. 】

Kwonna: "..."

What use do you want! ! !

Lin Wangci smiled and looked at her, "Acheng, what do you think?"

Kwon Nai pursed his mouth, so small that it was almost invisible, "Subordinates obey."

"Oh? What if it can't be done?"

"Leave it at your disposal, my lord."

Kwon Nai's cold and detached appearance seemed to make people believe that she could do it well.

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Without a rush, Kwon Nai took a few oranges from the cook, peeled off the orange peel, and stuffed the tender meat into his mouth piece by piece.

"Well……"

"It's so sweet."

Worthy of being a tribute orange, it's just different.

Kwon Nam shook his head happily, a clean and pure face that had not been applied with powder, his eyes fainted with enchanting ripples, forming a sharp contrast.

The eyebrows are like ink paintings, and the eyes have aura.

What a beauty.

She casually pinched the needle and sat in front of the red cloth, embroidering seemingly casually.

There was a lazy look on his face.

[Host, how can you embroider? ! 】

Festival exercises once again refreshed its cognition and three views.

[Where did you learn it back then? 】

It has basically figured out her routine.

"I haven't learned this systematically. I used to embroider a few handkerchiefs for fun."

"It's called..." Holding the silver needle with the jade-like fingertips, gently brushing the white and tender cheeks, the smile bloomed like a flower, "Self-taught."

A ray of sunlight came in through the window, and the girl's black hair was dyed with a golden halo, and the whole person looked lazy.

【……】

Morals: I really am still too young.

My baby has a little mood!

[Then do you think it is difficult to embroider a suit in three days? 】

Kwonna blinked, as if he was really thinking carefully, then shook his head, "It's not difficult to be stumped."

[That's good, that's good. 】

I don't know the meaning of the exercises, thinking that this is a simple and easy thing.

[Then when will you finish embroidering? 】

Kwon-na squinted his eyes and said lazily, "Sister, I don't embroider."

【why? 】

"I guess that the one named Lian'er won't let me finish it so smoothly. Rather than destroying my hard work, it's better not to do it from the beginning."