Wan Peining also liked wood paintings. When she heard that there was something wrong with the wood paintings, she quickly said to Mu Yin, "Yes, Yin'er, take a look. You are familiar with this matter."
Damn it, I don’t know anything about it. Muyin felt like she was retreating 7,800 meters, what should she do? How should she refuse? What if the embroidery she made was horrible?
Before she had a chance to refuse, Mu Hua directly took her hand and walked towards Mu Hua's boudoir: "Sister, they say it's difficult to embroider mandarin ducks. Looking at my sister's ingenuity, can you help my sister complete it...
"
It was difficult to move even an inch. Muyin was dragged all the way by the surprised wooden painting. She didn't expect that the wooden painting was so strong, and it also looked extremely attentive.
How should I put it...a bit like a wolf and a tiger.
As Muyin, this was the first time she entered Muhua's boudoir. The decoration inside was quite elegant, in the style of a daughter's home.
After casually sitting down at the table, Mu Hua took the half-embroidered mandarin duck and looked at her shyly: "Sister, take a look."
Muyin took it carefully and started to caress it. Every stitch and thread here was sewed by Mu Hua himself. She didn't understand female embroidery, but she could tell that she was extremely attentive and vivid. Logically speaking, such embroidery workers would not be used at all.
Find yourself.
She couldn't help but look up at the wooden painting and saw her shyly lowering her head: "What do you think, sister?"
"It's very good." Muyin said without thinking, it was indeed very good.
Mu Hua was very happy after hearing this, and sat down next to Mu Yin. He pointed his index finger at the half-embroidered mandarin duck and said, "Look, the stitches here are not too dense, but more sparse. After all, my sister is trying to comfort me.
"
Muyin took a closer look and couldn't distinguish anything for a long time. Maybe it was because she really didn't understand female celebrities very well.
After looking at it for a long time, Mu Hua suddenly spoke again, "Sister, what kind of fragrance do you use on your body?"
"Uh, I don't know." Muyin glanced at the sachet tied around her waist. Since Yuan Hongxi tied it for herself last time, she basically remembered to hang it on her body every time she changed her clothes, for fear that Yuan Hongxi would
When I see that I don’t have it with me anymore, will I go crazy or something...
Seeing Mu Yin staring at the sachet, Mu Hua picked up the sachet with his slender jade hands, leaned down and smelled it carefully. When he raised his head again, his face was already red: "I rarely smell this fragrance."
"If it smells good, I'll give you a sachet someday." When he said it, Muyin was stunned. This is the sachet that can cut off a man's peach blossoms. What if giving one to Mu Hua would cut off her peach blossoms?
?
Fortunately, Muhua shook his head and refused: "I just like it, but I don't want to own it myself." She pursed her lips and smiled, "It's most suitable for my sister to carry it with her."
"Really..." Muyin laughed inexplicably after receiving this compliment from Mu Hua.
After staying for a while, Muyin planned to get up and leave. Muhua was about to send her out, but accidentally fell into Muyin's arms.
"Be careful!" Muyin supported her.
Mu Hua leaned in her arms, a pair of beautiful eyes filled with morning dew, which made people's hearts ripple. Her pink cherry lips moved slightly and smiled: "Sister..."
Muyin shuddered, reacted, and helped her steady.
"I always cause trouble to my sister." Mu Hua felt a little embarrassed, touched his face and lowered his head.
"No problem, no problem." Muyin waved his hand, and when he was about to leave, Mu Hua grabbed him again. Wan Peining also liked wood paintings quite a lot, and when she heard that there was something wrong with the wood paintings, she quickly said to Mu Yin:
"Yes, Yin'er, please take a look, you are familiar with this matter."
Damn it, I don’t know anything about it. Muyin felt like she was retreating 7,800 meters. What to do? How to refuse? What if the embroidery she made was horrible?
Before she had a chance to refuse, Mu Hua directly took her hand and walked towards Mu Hua's boudoir: "Sister, they say it's difficult to embroider mandarin ducks. Looking at my sister's ingenuity, can you help my sister complete it...
"
It was difficult to move even an inch. Muyin was dragged all the way by the surprised wooden painting. She didn't expect that the wooden painting was so strong, and it also looked extremely attentive.
How should I put it...a bit like a wolf and a tiger.
As Muyin, this was the first time she entered Muhua's boudoir. The decoration inside was quite elegant, in the style of a daughter's home.
After casually sitting down at the table, Mu Hua took the half-embroidered mandarin duck and looked at her shyly: "Sister, take a look."
Muyin took it carefully and started to caress it. Every stitch and thread here was sewed by Mu Hua himself. She didn't understand female embroidery, but she could see that it was extremely attentive and vivid. Logically speaking, such an embroidery worker would not be used at all.
Find yourself.
She couldn't help but look up at the wooden painting and saw her shyly lowering her head: "What do you think, sister?"
"It's very good." Muyin said without thinking, it was indeed very good.
Mu Hua was very happy after hearing this, and sat down next to Mu Yin. He pointed his index finger at the half-embroidered mandarin duck and said, "Look, the stitches here are not too dense, but more sparse. After all, my sister is trying to comfort me.
"
Muyin took a closer look and couldn't distinguish anything for a long time. Maybe it was because she really didn't understand female celebrities very well.
After looking at it for a long time, Mu Hua suddenly spoke again, "Sister, what kind of fragrance do you use on your body?"
"Uh, I don't know." Muyin glanced at the sachet tied around her waist. Since Yuan Hongxi tied it for herself last time, she basically remembered to hang it on her body every time she changed into a shirt, for fear of Yuan Hongxi.
When I see that I don’t have it with me anymore, will I get mad or something...
Seeing Mu Yin staring at the sachet, Mu Hua picked up the sachet with his slender jade hands, leaned down and smelled it carefully. When he raised his head again, his face was already red: "I rarely smell this fragrance."
"If it smells good, I'll give you a sachet someday." When he said it, Muyin was stunned. This is the sachet that can cut off a man's peach blossoms. What if giving one to Mu Hua would cut off her peach blossoms?
?
Fortunately, Muhua shook his head and refused: "I just like it, but I don't want to own it myself." She pursed her lips and smiled, "It's most suitable for my sister to carry it with her."
"Really..." Muyin laughed inexplicably after receiving this compliment from Mu Hua.
After staying for a while, Muyin planned to get up and leave. Muhua was about to send her out, but accidentally fell into Muyin's arms.
"Be careful!" Muyin supported her.
Mu Hua leaned in her arms, a pair of beautiful eyes filled with morning dew, which made people's hearts ripple. Her pink cherry lips moved slightly and smiled: "Sister..."
Muyin shuddered, reacted, and helped her steady.
"I always cause trouble to my sister." Mu Hua felt a little embarrassed, touched his face and lowered his head.
"No problem, no problem." Muyin waved his hand, and when he was about to leave, Muhua grabbed him again.
