His Majesty was grooming the muntjac. After finishing it, he put it on the fire to bake. He turned around to ask her to eat, and then he saw her sitting at the window, mending the dress stitch by stitch.【26nbsp;】
A warm and joyful feeling came to his heart. He even forgot to call her and just looked at her dreamily.
Every stitch, a woman's tenderness and sweetness are all at her fingertips.
The sunset made her face blush, her eyelashes fluttered, she was gentle and virtuous, just like thousands of ordinary little women who naturally mended clothes for their husbands.
This is the first time he has seen her doing such a thing. It is also the first time he has seen a woman mending clothes - he is Your Majesty, how many times has he ever worn tattered clothes?
Thousands of needles and threads, all at the fingertips, are better than all the sweet words of confession. If a woman is willing to sew and mend men, how much emotional factor is involved???
He was so obsessed. He had never thought that she was so beautiful and gentle before - or that she had never been so kind to him - sincerely and sincerely, leaving no doubt...
The fragrance was too strong. When she raised her head, she saw His Majesty's eyes.
Warm and scalding, like a pot of boiling water about to boil.
His face turned red. Like a cloud, it slowly spread out from the sky, covering the entire cheek with the color of natural rouge.
That kind of shyness. Even if I want to speak, I feel ashamed.
His heartbeat accelerated, and his voice was so soft that he was afraid of waking up this hard-won moment: "Little devil... you... you look so beautiful like this..."
She laughed, bit off the needle and thread, and put it in the basket next to her.
"Little devil, I will weave a beautiful basket for you tomorrow..."
"Hmm. It needs to be bigger. The needles and threads prepared here are not enough..."
"Okay, okay, let's buy some. Whatever you want, we'll buy it back."
She said softly: "Let's go out next time. Now, let's eat first. I'm hungry."
How wonderful! What a peaceful day!
The meat of the muntjac was so fragrant and delicious, sizzling with oil on the stove. He cut the best and fattest meat on her plate and cut it into small pieces, then took a knife and forked a piece and handed it to her.
She asked softly: "Do you want to try it?"
She accidentally took a bite and said, "Not bad. But, I prefer antelope meat."
"Okay, okay, I will hunt antelopes for you to eat tomorrow. I will also hunt down some wild rabbits and other things..."