Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 464 Seeing He Likes Now
Nan Yuan, who was in a mess in the wind, couldn't help but feel happy when she saw Duan Yijun's favorite appearance. She embroidered like this, and she was worried that he would not like it before!

Now that he likes it, I feel relieved.

Nan Yuan bent her lips and smiled, but still couldn't help asking curiously: "Do you like it?"

"En!" Duan Yijun said lightly: "This purse is unique and very distinctive."

Hearing this, the smile on the corner of Nan Yuan's mouth became more obvious. Could this be the legendary beauty in the eye of the beholder?
Who knew that Duan Yijun hadn't finished speaking: "Especially this pair of rainbow ducks, even if you find ten embroiderers, you can't embroider such unique embroidery."

"..."

The corners of Nan Yuan's mouth that were raised just now were completely twitched by Duan Yijun's words, and then said angrily: "I embroidered a pair of mandarin ducks."

"Mandarin ducks?" Duan Yijun's tone was obviously disbelieving, and he pointed to the thing embroidered with pure color in the middle: "Then this is the background of the mandarin ducks, the mountain?"

Nan Yuan was so melancholy that she was about to cry in an instant, she stretched out her finger and pointed to the embroidery that Duan Yijun complained about as a mountain peak: "That's the word Jun."

Looking at it now, it's not that her embroidery is so good, it's mainly because her embroidery is too demonic and ghostly, which makes Duan Yijun very satisfied. I'm afraid I can't find one with the same style when I travel all over the Nanxun country.

Duan Yijun also said bluntly: "Well, such a unique purse, I'm afraid this Nanxun country can't find a second one."

To say it nicely is to have personality, but to say it badly means to say it is ugly?
Nan Yuan pursed her lips, Duan Yijun felt more guilty and stretched out her hand: "If you find it ugly, give it back to me."

Duan Yijun has already put it in his arms: "It's not ugly, I like it very much."

Nan Yuan's guilty conscience relaxed a little, and her self-confidence increased by the way: "Then... I will sew a better-looking purse for you next time."

"No need!" Duan Yijun recalled the hard stitches on the purse, unwilling to let Nan Yuan suffer any more, and smiled with his lips curled up: "No matter how many purses there are, there is no money for them."

Nan Yuan felt guilty for a while when she said this, thinking of the gold that was dug from Duan Yijun just now, Nan Yuan subconsciously hugged her tightly.

After hugging, Nan Yuan suddenly realized that something was wrong, looked at Duan Yijun with burning eyes, and said angrily: "You actually secretly hid your private money again!"

Duan Yijun coughed twice, and stood up secretly from the ground.

Nan Yuan found that her eyes looking at Duan Yijun became more and more upward, until finally she had to look up her small face to see Duan Yijun's handsome face.

Feeling more and more wrong, Nan Yuan suddenly realized that Duan Yijun had stood up, and was about to run away without saying a word, Nan Yuan immediately stood up from the ground and chased after him: "Don't run."

Duan Yijun curled his lips into a smile, and stood there until Nan Yuan, who had not stopped the car, put his arm around her waist and lifted it easily.

Nan Yuan was picked up by Duan Yijun's lightness kung fu, she put her arms around Duan Yijun's neck in panic, and subconsciously glanced at the ground under her feet, so startled that Nan Yuan couldn't help but tremble again, and buried her head in Duan Yijun's shoulder.

Duan Yijun hugged her waist tightly: "Don't be afraid."

Nan Yuan: "Where are we going?"

Duan Yijun said softly, "Take you to the market for something to eat."

Nan Yuan nodded, and before she had time to be happy, she saw Duan Yijun dressed in black, either an assassin or a flower picker, and laughed out loud.

(End of this chapter)