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As soon as Feng Wu lowered his head, he realized how ambiguous his posture was with King's Landing now......

Her face flushed slightly, and she quickly got down from King's Landing.

King's Landing also coughed lightly.

There was a strange awkwardness in the atmosphere around them......

It was Feng Wu who broke the embarrassment first.

She crossed her hands on her hips and glared at King's Landing Yuan angrily: "What do you have to do to give me the Alien Fire Bead!" ”

Xiao Caifeng cried.

Jun Linyuan coughed lightly, recovering his cold arrogance, he sat down on the recliner, playing with the alien fire bead in his hand, and glanced at Feng Wu slowly: "I forgot what I told you last time?" ”

Last time, what words? Feng Wu has really been busy and forgotten recently.

But Xiao Caifeng remembered it very clearly, and reminded Feng Wu loudly: "Purse! Pouch! Pouch! ”

"Ahh

Before, Jun Linyuan gave her a problem, if she wanted a different fire bead, she would exchange her purse.

The purse embroidered by the beauty mother herself can't be done, it must be embroidered by her own hands, isn't this embarrassing for her?

Feng Wu was speechless: "But, I can't embroider...... And my hands hurt, it's too hard for me, isn't it? ”

After crossing over, under the guidance of the master, she learned a lot of things, but she just didn't learn embroidery.

"Then don't think about the fire beads." Jun Linyuan stared at the alien fire bead and said to himself casually, "I have refined it myself, and my cultivation can still rise a wave." ”

"Don't! But don't-" Feng Wu hurriedly tugged at Jun Linyuan's sleeve: "Am I not good at embroidery?" I embroider! ”

His Royal Highness looked at Feng Wu and shook his head solemnly: "Aren't your hands hurting, don't you want it." ”

Feng Wu was anxious: "My hand doesn't hurt anymore!" Really, my hands don't hurt at all! ”

His Royal Highness tilted his head and thought for a while: "This is too difficult for you, not good, not good." ”

Feng Wu is about to cry!

Is this hateful King's Landing sincerely burying her?

Feng Wu tugged Jun Linyuan's arm and shook her head desperately: "Don't be embarrassed, not embarrassed at all, I love embroidery, the kind I love very much, really!" Believe me! ”

His Royal Highness glanced at her: "Really?" ”

"Uh-huh!" Feng Wu decided that after she went back, she would let Qiu Ling embroider one, and let her embroider with her left hand, just like writing with her left hand, Jun Linyuan would definitely not be able to see it.

Who knows, Feng Wu just thought so-

His Royal Highness snapped his fingers.

Steward Feng quickly followed a team of people in.

That's right, it's really a team!

Visually there are at least ten people.

Each of them had something in his hand: embroidery thread, embroidered cloth, embroidered shelf...... Anyway, the things needed for embroidery are neatly and neatly put on the table.

And it's all kinds of fabrics, all kinds of colors, all kinds of materials, all kinds of ......

Feng Wu was about to sweat on her forehead!

Look at this everything, is this a robbery of an embroidery shop?!

"Isn't it just embroidering a small purse? Such a big battle? King's Landing, you deliberately manipulate me?! Feng Wu glanced at Jun Linyuan, "People who don't know still think I'm going to embroider a big screen!" ”

His Royal Highness was extremely arrogant, and glanced at Feng Wu: "My King's purse, can I handle it casually?" ”

This sentence completely stopped Feng Wu's thoughts, originally, she really wanted to deal with things.

"Otherwise, I'll go back ......"

Jun Linyuan sneered: "After you go back, are you sure you won't find someone else to embroider on your behalf?" Like the girl next to you? ”

Feng Wu: "...... "Is this person a jing?"

Feng Wu still wanted to shirk it, but Jun Linyuan slapped her on the chair: "Embroidery!" ”