Mama Qian glanced at Honeysuckle and said truthfully: "Madame originally wanted to give my eldest aunt a handkerchief, but before she could embroider it, she gave up when she saw the exquisite pattern."

I persuaded her to embroider a pair of insoles and give them to my aunt, and put them in the shoes and stepped under the soles of her feet, and the embroidery work was almost not visible.

Madame agreed.

Halfway through the embroidery, the ten fingers were miserable, and I could only persuade her to give up.

I really can't help it, I think about it, only dirty clothes and pants don't need any embroidery ....... She didn't say the words later, but conveyed her meaning to everyone with her eyes.

Everyone suddenly realized.

Qing Yan smiled evilly: "It turns out that it is such an unsightly person...... Hahaha!"Dirty pants that don't need any embroidery work need to be secretly closed before they can be handed away, so you can imagine how bad the finished product is!

Qing Yan laughed out of tears, and directly wiped away the tears with his cuffs, and couldn't help laughing: "I really sympathize with the master, he is so pitiful...... Hahahaha!"

Aoyagi's eyes were slightly constricted, and there was no smile on his face.

Mama Qian looked at the smiling and imageless Qing Yan and frowned slightly.

Honeysuckle wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, remembering that Zhuo Nan's sneaky actions caused her to misunderstand, and she was almost sent down by Jing Rong, her heart palpitated, and she let out a long sigh.

Walk on the way to the study.

Zhuo Nan grabbed Jingrong's arm and walked while laughing.

Jing tolerated and endured, and finally couldn't bear to shake off Zhuo Nan's arm, turned around and stared at her with half-squinted eyes, and asked with a dangerous aura all over his body: "It's okay for the maid to misunderstand your husband, but you are very happy." ”

Zhuo Nan smiled and denied it, who admits that he is a fool!"I don't, you don't wronged people." Feeling that it was too much to laugh any longer, he restrained his smile and stepped forward to grab his arm and continue walking.

Entering the study, Zhuo Nan casually found a chair to sit down, looked at Jing Rong and asked with a smile, "Do you need me to blindfold my eyes first?"

Jing Rong glanced at her indifferently and said, "No." He then sat down behind the desk and hooked his finger at her. "Come here. ”

Zhuo Nan stood up and walked over, looking at him through the desk.

Jing Rong said again: "Come to me." ”

Zhuo Nan walked around most of the desk and walked to his side.

"Give it to the husband. ”

Zhuo Nan thought to himself that he would sit on the Taishi's chair like this, and he didn't see him doing anything, could it be that he had already got the mysterious gift for her?

He lowered his head and gave his hand to him while staring at his outstretched palm, and found that his palm was spread out and empty, and he didn't take anything at all.

Confused to see what the hell he was doing, obediently took the initiative to stuff his hand into his palm and let him hold it.

Jing Rong took her hand and leaned down to .......

Looking at his split legs and the direction of his hand, Zhuo Nan's head suddenly exploded with a bang, and his face turned red and he struggled to withdraw his hand.

Actually send this to her! Stinky fox shameless!

Jing Rong glanced up at her when he saw her resisting, and was stunned for a moment when he saw that her whole person was like a boiled prawn. Then I thought of something, and I didn't poke it. The corners of his mouth hooked up a wicked smile, and despite her resistance, he dragged her hand and continued to probe down...... But he reached under the desk.

"There's a raised dark pattern here, do you feel it? ”

Zhuo Nan did feel the raised dark lines, like a small pebble suddenly dropped in a calm pond, swinging in a circle of waves.

Only then did she realize that she had misunderstood just now!

The heat on his face quickly faded, and he pressed it up.

With a faint click, the entire wooden board under the belly of the desk miraculously moved down an inch, revealing a large rectangular hidden space.

Zhuo Nan squatted down to take a look, and there were full of painting scrolls hidden inside!

If she guessed correctly, these were the same paintings that Jingrong had painted with her as a figure in the painting, but hid it from her.

She searched the entire study, even knocking on every part of every wall, but to no avail.

I never thought that the mechanism was hidden under the desk!

The desk that Jingrong works on is very large, and the space in the belly of the desk is about the same size as the desk.

Where did she think that the desk, which should have been solid wood, was actually hollowed out inside to hide things!

Jing Rong knocked her head with a finger. "Why are you stunned? Didn't you always want these paintings? Before your husband has changed his mind, take them out. ”

Zhuo Nan was afraid that he would regret it, so he quickly took out the painting scrolls one by one from the belly of the desk and placed them on the desk.

Soon the desk was empty, but it took up most of the desk.

Zhuo Nan sat directly on Jingrong's lap and opened the paintings to admire.

Looking at herself in the painting, she is substituted into the memories of the past.

Looking at it, Zhuo Nan suddenly found a picture of a sleeping beauty in the purple bamboo forest.

Pointing to himself in the painting, he glared at Jing Rong angrily.

She clearly remembered that day when she woke up from a nap, Jing Fox told her not to move, saying that he wanted to paint for her.

In the end, she didn't even see where the painting he had made for her was!

"I'll just say you tricked me that day! Now the evidence is conclusive!" he reached out indignantly and pinched Jingrong's arm, and continued to look at other paintings beautifully.

After admiring it for half an hour, Zhuo Nan carefully rolled up all the paintings again.

After looking at the Danqing of the scene, the self in the painting is lifelike, as if he is about to come out of the painting.

Thinking of her own danqing painting skills, she can draw living things to death.

"Alas, I have to admit that in addition to the female red, I can't even ...... Danqing. ”

Jing Rong suddenly smiled.

Zhuo Nan turned his head to look at him.

Jing Rong asked funny: "It seems that your other skills are very good." ”

Zhuo Nan gave him a roll of the eye. "I can't do anything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you are amazing, you are all good. ”

Jing Rong bowed his head slightly.

The corners of Zhuo Nan's mouth hooked up a wicked smile and asked, "Why do you like me as a useless person when you are so powerful?"

Jingrong: "......"

Zhuo Nan saw that he was stunned and pursued after the victory, and said triumphantly: "I'm so useless but married to the most powerful person, doesn't it prove that I am more powerful than you, hum!"

Jing Rong smiled dotingly and reached out to pinch her face. "You are indeed better than your husband, and your skin is thick enough. ”

Zhuo Nan didn't mess around with him, but stood up and picked up the scrolls and put them back one by one.

A hint of surprise flashed in Jing Rong's cold eyes. "Don't you want these paintings in your heart, and even go to the back mountain to practice with your husband behind your back, sneaking into the study many times to steal them, and this will be delivered to you in person, and you don't want them anymore? Is it really in response to the old saying, it's not uncommon to get your hands on it?"

Zhuo Nan hurriedly took the time to look back at him, turned his head and picked up the scroll and touched it with his hand. "Aren't you going to split up? I'll take these baby paintings to my new home and hang them up again after they're separated. He continued to hide the scrolls rolled up on his desk in the belly of his desk.

After listening to her explanation, Jing Rong hooked his lips and smiled with satisfaction.