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Chapter 26 Female Supporting No Climbing Bed 26
Wang Zefeng's words shocked Wushuang directly.

She opened and closed her mouth a few times, not knowing what to say.

Most importantly, Wang Zefeng's words contained too much information, and she couldn't react for a while.

In the end, Wushuang could only say in a panic: "I don't understand what you are saying, my lord." Then he turned around and ran away.

At night, Wushuang tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Worrying about what Wang Zefeng said today.

In her previous life, Wushuang was also an older young woman who had read countless romantic dramas, and she was not a dull person.

The reason why she didn't expect that Wang Zefeng's attitude was wrong was because she liked her, the reason was very simple.

That is Wushuang has always felt that his body is only 16 years old, and it is not time to fall in love at all.

Strictly speaking, a 16-year-old is still a child who goes to school. Who would like a child as a normal adult.

But she forgot that this is the age when you can see each other and even get married at the age of 13.

A 16-year-old girl who is not sure about marriage is already considered old.

Girls at the age of 16 in many families have begun to have children.

In addition, her various behaviors are also very mature, so it is no wonder that Wang Zefeng is attracted to her.

Because in Wang Zefeng's concept, there is no concept that a 16-year-old girl cannot fall in love.

If Wang Zefeng liked her, then Wushuang would know why Wang Zefeng was so moody before.

It wasn't that she got angry out of nowhere as she thought, but because she was angry that she didn't understand.

And the last time she took the little eagle to find Wuyi to apprentice, the other party spoke in a strange way.

At that time, Wushuang thought that he felt wrong, but who knew that he didn't feel wrong at all.

This person was jealous, and he cheated her little eagle by talking nonsense that Wuyi didn't like Xiaoying.

Wushuang grinds his teeth, a vat of vinegar, and starts eating jealous before he even starts talking.

Thinking about it, I said before that I would honor him as my father.

Wushuang couldn't help covering her face, feeling embarrassed after realizing it.

It's no wonder that Wang Zefeng's face was so dark at that time, so think about it in another place.

If she fell in love with a little fresh meat, and the other party said that she wanted to be her mother, it would be heartbreaking to think about it.

On the second day of embarrassment, Wushuang went to the yamen to check in, even dawdling.

Pawing at the door, I looked at the door for a long time but didn't want to go in.

Just when Tongze came out from inside, he saw Wushuang and said strangely: "Wushuang, come on, why don't you go in?"

Wushuang hesitated for a moment, then said, "Well, is your lord in there?"

Tongze shook his head and said, "Your Excellency is not inside, you have something to do with him? Would you like me to call your lord for you?"

Wushuang immediately waved his hand and said, "No, no, I'm not looking for an adult."

Tongze scratched his head in doubt and walked away, not knowing what Wushuang was trying to do while pawing at the door and not going in, the little girl just couldn't figure out what was going on.

Wushuang stood at the door to cheer herself up. She went in and out quickly, so she might not be able to meet Wang Zefeng.

After reading it silently for several times, fast in and fast out, I finally mustered up the courage to go in and click.

As a result, as soon as she came in, she was looking for her name to tick off in the booklet, when she heard someone calling her from behind: "Wushuang."

The voice was very familiar, it was Wang Zefeng's voice.

Wushuang's body immediately froze, her neck got stuck and she turned around, seeing Wang Zefeng coming against the light.

Today Wang Zefeng did not wear an official uniform, but a sky blue gown.

For no reason, Wushuang thought of a sentence to describe a beautiful man, his body is like a bamboo, and his face is like a crown of jade.

Wang Zefeng is really a peerless handsome man, with a handsome face but not feminine at all.

It looks much better than those little fresh meats in modern society who need make-up to be beautiful.

In the past, although Wushuang knew that Wang Zefeng was good-looking, he didn't feel much about it.

But now he finds out that Wang Zefeng likes her, and then he sees her impactful face.

For some reason, Wushuang felt a little uncomfortable after realizing it.

Wang Zefeng looked at Wushuang with concern, and said, "Why are you here so much later than before? Is it something at home or you are not feeling well?"

Wushuang immediately said in a panic: "Ah, thank you for your concern, I am not feeling ill.

That, my lord, I, I have something to do at home, so I'll go first. "

After speaking, without waiting for Wang Zefeng's answer, he ran directly from the small gate, not even daring to leave the gate where the other party was standing.

Tuliu Wang Zefeng stood there with a disappointed face, wondering whether Wushuang hated him.

He also regretted that he shouldn't have spoken too clearly, causing Wushuang to guess his own thoughts, causing him to avoid him even more.

After Wushuang ran out, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

My own performance is too cowardly, isn't it just to be liked by others, as for running away in such a desperate way.

It's just so embarrassing, when I saw Wang Zefeng, I thought that I should respect him as my father.

Raising his hand to touch his face, it was hot, and he couldn't help but punched himself on the head.

"It's really worthless, isn't it just being liked by an ancient man.

They are not doing well, why are you ashamed first. "

Patting his cheeks, Wushuang calmed himself down.

Now is not the time to think about the love of children, but the most important thing is to make money and open a shop.

Wushuang went to buy a good white paper first, and asked the assistant to cut it into A4 paper size for her.

Then I bought new brushes and various paints.

She was going to make a brochure where guests could choose what to wear.

Draw the front and back renderings of a piece of clothing on a piece of paper and bind them into a book.

At that time, the customer will look at the pictures first, and make what they like.

Then get a VIP card, and customers with a VIP card can have tailor-made clothes.

Of course, the price of VIP members will be very expensive, the fabrics must be better, and the service must be more thoughtful.

Wushuang was dazed and busy at home for eight days, except for getting up early and rushing to and from the yamen, she was always drawing clothes.

Because I was too busy, I couldn't even think about other things every time I met Wang Zefeng.

Whether you like it or not, it is important to make money.

Her head was running at high speed, and various patterns appeared in her mind one by one, and then she drew them on the paper one by one.

Fortunately, her drawing speed is getting faster and faster now, and she can draw ten exquisite clothes patterns in a day.

In the middle, Mrs. Bai came in to look for Wushuang once, because the Chinese New Year would be six days away, but Wushuang was so busy.

He didn't even think about the Chinese New Year, so he pushed Mrs. Bai out and let Mrs. Bai handle all the matters related to the new year.

Until Wang Zefeng's arrival interrupted Wushuang's busy schedule.

Wu Shuang arrived at the hall with a haggard face, and saw Wang Zefeng standing at the entrance of the hall with his back to her, carefully reading the couplets she wrote on the door.

Wushuang stepped forward, bowed and said, "My lord, do you have any orders for your subordinates?"

Wang Zefeng didn't answer, but read the couplet in front of him: "An insight into the world is knowledge, and understanding of human feelings is the article.

Good pair, I didn't expect you to have such talent, Wushuang, it's admirable. "

Wu Shuang smiled lightly and said: "Master, you are praising the wrong person, how can I have such talent.

This is a couplet I heard by chance from a literati surnamed Cao.

I think it is very good, so I will write it here to encourage myself. "

(End of this chapter)