Tyrant love: little stunner, I want you

Hearing Meier's words, Feng Xiaojiu didn't think about anything else, and just spoke immediately.

"You don't need to trouble Sister Meier, as long as Sister Meier teaches me to mend clothes, Sister Meier, please..."

When Feng Xiaojiu said this, she habitually pulled Mei'er's arm, shaking it gently coquettishly.

This is a habit she has maintained until now.

Every time, she is used to acting like a baby when facing her older sister.

But now, every time she uses this trick, Feng Xiaojiu forgets that she is not a woman now.

However, being acted like a spoiled child by an eunuch made Meier's face even redder.

Looking at Feng Xiaojiu's beautiful eyes, she was even more angry and ashamed, but unfortunately, Feng Xiaojiu didn't notice the change in Meier at all.

Because, in Feng Xiaojiu's mind, Meier's charm comes from the bottom of her heart.

Her every frown and smile, as well as her glances, are full of amorous feelings.

Therefore, Feng Xiaojiu didn't think much about Meier's angry and shy eyes at the moment.

Now, facing Feng Xiaojiu's acting like a baby, Mei'er immediately couldn't stand it anymore.

Although, the little man in front of her is younger than her.

However, Meier just likes him!

Seeing his small appearance carved in jade, like a cute little white rabbit, aroused her heart for no reason.

Seeing this, Meier immediately spoke.

"Okay, okay, I'll teach you."

"Hehe, Sister Meier is the best."

Hearing Meier's words, Feng Xiaojiu immediately cheered, the smile on her face was so brilliant.

Immediately, Feng Xiaojiu immediately took out a piece of clothing and asked Meier to teach her to mend it.

Of course, this dress is definitely not Dugu Ming's boa robe.

In the palace, there is a cloth bureau that makes clothes for the emperor and the concubines of the harem.

It's just that the tyrant didn't know where he was convulsed, so he asked himself to mend his clothes.

It's just that he is the emperor aloft, and she can only obey what he says.

However, Feng Xiaojiu was afraid that it would be weird for a little eunuch to mend the emperor's clothes.

If this matter gets out, there may be rumors and rumors.

Now she just wants to stay here peacefully, and then think of a way to leave the palace.

Just don't make any troubles at this time.

Therefore, Feng Xiaojiu deliberately tore her only set of casual clothes, intending to let Meier teach her to mend clothes.

After learning it by myself, if I go back to mend that python robe, I won't be afraid of mending that python robe.

Feng Xiaojiu was planning in her heart, but Meier didn't know Feng Xiaojiu's thoughts at all.

Taking advantage of her rest now, Meier took out the needle and thread from her room, then took Feng Xiaojiu to sit under the tree, and began to teach Feng Xiaojiu needle and thread patiently.

Feng Xiaojiu studied very seriously.

After all, learning needlework this time is mending clothes for the emperor!Can she not be serious! ?

Ever since, a morning passed unknowingly.

Feng Xiaojiu also finally learned how to mend clothes, and mended the one she had intentionally torn.

But now, looking at the sky, it was getting late.

After I go to the cafeteria to eat, I can go back and mend that python robe.

Thinking in her heart, Feng Xiaojiu couldn't help but stood up, stretched without grace, and planned to go home.

However, at this moment, the words of the dancers next to her accidentally reached her ears.