Hey, hey, hey

Rong Yi took the handkerchief, glanced at the peeking buckle, suddenly frowned slightly, and said with a little dissatisfaction in his tone:

"How can you embroider a cat on it?"

Button's eyes widened, and his tail exploded—was the master disgusting him?

Ming Yulong also wrinkled his little face, could it be that the embroidery was too Q, Rong Yi didn't like this pattern?

Seeing that this person and a cat also tightened their eyebrows and fluff, Rong Yi smiled slightly, folded the handkerchief inlaid with big gems, treasure light shimmering, and flashy, and said softly:

"Such a special gift, never seen before. Very good, I love it. ”

A short sentence suddenly made this person and a cat feel excited.

One is that I like what I embroidered.

One thinks that the master likes the way it looks.

It's rare that when these two get together, they don't want to shoot each other away, and the atmosphere is a little surprising.

Rong Yi's beautiful phoenix eyes narrowly bent, and he had a slight doubt:

"The gem on this is so big, wouldn't it be a little inconvenient for me to use it to wipe my hands?"

Ming Yulong was slightly embarrassed, and found that although the design was very beautiful, it ignored practicality.

But when I think about it, the fashion industry still uses pure diamonds to make underwear and underwear, and that doesn't necessarily mean that anyone will wear it on the street.

Immediately contemptuous: "Who still wipes his hands with a love token!" What is a love token, that is, to collect properly, take out a look at it, and ensure that after a hundred years, it will be exactly the same as when it was just sent! ”

Buckle also nodded again and again, now it has regarded the little cute cat on the handkerchief as its own doppelganger, and it will never tolerate someone using it to wipe its hands.

Rong Yi felt very reasonable, "Long'er is very thoughtful, if I don't have silver on my body one day, the gems on it can also be used to change the coil." ”

"I said that I want to make sure that it will be exactly the same after a hundred years." Ming Yulong thought about Rong Yi, was she deliberately saying that her embroidery was not good? Does the handkerchief mean a tyrant?

She hurriedly moved over, grabbed the folded handkerchief and stuffed it into the placket of his clothes, and patted it a little tighter with her hand.

"Don't have so many problems, keep it away, this is the first time this girl has embroidered by hand. Sure, years from now, this handkerchief will be worth more than the gems on it! ”

Rong Yi nodded, reached out to the placket and took out the handkerchief, Ming Yulong immediately held down his hand,

"Don't throw it away."

Looking at her soft and thin hand pressed against the back of her hand, Rong Yi took her hand and pressed it on her chest.

This action was originally very ambiguous, Ming Yulong felt slightly ashamed, and when he wanted to avoid it, he pressed a few bulges under his chest, and suddenly remembered that the three gems were so uncomfortable on his chest, so he quickly let go of his hand.

Buckle glanced at Ming Yulong with disdain, and was very dissatisfied with her slow response.

Ming Yulong glared at it back, reached out and rubbed it on Rong Yi's chest, and her eyes fell on the book that Rong Yi had opened earlier, which seemed to be the ones she had brought back from the blacksmith shop.

Suddenly remembering something, he raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Are there any new discoveries?"

The new discovery between the two of them is naturally about the twelve beads.

These days, Ming Yulong has been busy clearing his innocence because of the suspected murder, and has not asked about the progress of the matter.