Chapter 472: The wheelchair is ready
The clouds fell into the city for a moment.
I don't know why, being stared at by him with such eyes, an inexplicable nervousness arises.
The heartbeat also unconsciously accelerated.
"Yes." Voice, a little lacking in confidence.
King Mo was finally happy, his tense face, the contours gradually softened, and the corners of his lips were as cool as a knife, and a good-looking arc was slightly raised: "That's good." ”
She only needs to show a little care about him to make him happy for the rest of the day.
The mood is like a roller coaster.
She ignored him and treated him as air, and her mood sank to the bottom; She cares a little about him, and if she loses it, her mood can fly to the sky.
After that, King Mo picked up the chopsticks again, took two pieces of meat, put them in his mouth, and ate them with relish. Then I ate a few large bites of rice in a row, and it was very fragrant.
Seeing that her husband's appetite had improved, Yun Chengcheng also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She didn't know why she was relieved.
In short, he is not good, and she will be worried.
There is no doubt about it.
As for why this is so, she doesn't bother to think about it, but subconsciously, she blames it on "responsibility".
King Mo doesn't just eat by himself, but also picks up vegetables for his little daughter-in-law from time to time, all of which are the dishes that the little daughter-in-law likes.
"Thank you, husband."
Yun Chengcheng hooked his lips and said, "How do you know that I like to eat these things?" ”
Red plum beads, spicy rabbit head, mushroom duck paw, stir-fried lotus seeds.
Mo Wang studied, and a suspicious flush crossed the root of his ears: "Guess." ”
Cloud Fall = . =
Can this still be guessed?
She loves these four dishes in total, you guessed it right, you guessed all of them. If you want to say that there is no cat in it, she will not believe it.
No matter how she asked, King Mo's mouth was very tight, like a clam shell, and he couldn't pry it open.
Cloud Allure simply gave up. No more asking.
After a meal, I even ate for half an hour.
Not long after eating, guests came to the palace.
It was Tang Wanfeng.
Tang Wanfeng came with his works.
That's right, it's the wheelchair.
"His Royal Highness King Mo, look, according to the drawings you gave, the wheelchair designed and made, are you still satisfied?" Tang Wanfeng looked at Mo Bai expectantly, he looked a little haggard, the dark circles under his eyes were very heavy, there were red bloodshot eyes, his face was slightly sallow, and even on his chin, there were two acne, which looked like the consequence of staying up too late.
"In order to rush out this wheelchair that is comparable to a high-grade spiritual weapon, our Tang family, the most professional refiners, have been dispatched, divided labor and cooperated, and worked overnight, and finally rushed to make it. Even my father and my grandfather were involved in the whole process. ”
Tang Wanfeng's grandfather, that is, Old Man Tang, is the first refiner of the Feather Country.
Tang Wanfeng's father is also one of the top five refiners in the Feather Country.
As the so-called tiger father has no dog son, Tang Wanfeng himself will not be far behind.
King Mo began to inspect the goods.
He can actually walk normally, but he is about to enter the court. In order to confuse his opponent, he had to hide his clumsy and pretend that he was still a cripple who was not good at walking, so this wheelchair was still very necessary.
He sat in that wheelchair himself.
The skeleton of the wheelchair is made of black sounding wood. This kind of wood is very strong and extremely resistant to blows, and ordinary swords can't leave even a scratch when they cut it. The price of wood is the top, and it can be squeezed into the top three.