"Am I not good-looking?" Rong Qingqing suddenly wrapped her hands around his neck, leaned closer, and stared at him dangerously.

Dayou said it was not good-looking, so he bit his posture to death.

Xie Jingrunjun's face turned red and she looked up at the top of the tree, "So what if it looks good, so what if it doesn't look good?"

Rong Qingqing looked at him with contempt, "Hyit!"

If she was ugly, would this guy come over here?

In this world, men are the same, and Xie Jingrun is naturally no exception.

"What did you say?" Xie Jingrun looked down at her.

Rong Qingqing looked at the danger in his eyes, swallowed the words to his mouth silently, and changed her mouth: "Well, I have something to give to you."

"What?" Xie Jingrun said, with a little expectation in his eyes.

"Come with me." Rong Qingqing let go of the hand that was wrapped around his neck and instead shook his hand.

Looking at the girl's hands that were holding up, her smile spread out from the corners of Xie Jing's lips.

When he arrived at Lanyueju, Rong Qingqing let go of his hand and said, "You sit for a while."

"Yes." Xie Jingrun sat down on the soft couch by the window as he spoke.

Rong Qingqing entered the inner room.

After a while, she walked out with her hands on her back.

She coughed lightly and said, "You can't dislike it."

"What is it?" Xie Jingrun's eyes moved, "You show it to me first."

Although Rong Qingqing had already hypnotized herself, she couldn't help but hesitate when she thought of the gift he had given her for a while.

"Forget it, I'll do another one, I'll give it to you in a few days."

When Xie Jingrun heard this, he became more and more curious about what she gave him.

"Show me." He got up and walked over.

Just as Rong Qingqing was about to turn around and run, Xie Jingrun stretched out his long arms and easily took out the thing from her hand behind her back.

Rong Qingqing covered her face with a little ashamed.

How did she have the courage to give him the things?

She regrets it!

Why did she have to embroider with her own hands?

Her female red girl is really bad!

If she had known this, she would have given him the blue sachet she bought.

Xie Jingrun looked at the sachet with green satin in his hand.

The fabric of the sachet can be seen as being cut from high-quality fabrics, but the stitches and patterns on it are much rougher, especially the auspicious cloud patterns on it, the stitches are all squeezed together, and they don’t look like auspicious clouds, they are crowded together, and they don’t know what they look like.

He glanced at the girl with a disgusting look on her face, and a smile flashed in her eyes.

"I like it very much." He said.

Rong Qingqing thought she had heard it wrong, so she looked up at him, "But, I embroidered it very ugly..."

"It's not ugly, it's unique." After Xie Jingrun said that, he lowered his head and hung the sachet on his waist.

Looking at the sachet shaking on his waist, Rong Qingqing's face became hot and she reached out to take it back.

She really couldn't imagine the scene where Xie Jingrun was wearing this sachet and was swaying everywhere.

"This is not good, I'll make another one for you."

Xie Jingrun held her hand, "It would be better if you can guarantee the next one?"

Rong Qingqing was stunned and said with some confidence: "But, at least it won't be so ugly..."

Xie Jingrun didn't say anything and grabbed her hand.

As if he saw several tiny pinholes on her left fingertips, a hint of warmth suddenly surged in his heart.
Chapter completed!