Queen's Purpose

Chapter 279 Hmph, A Stinky Eunuch Who Doesn't Understand Style
His eyes were slightly focused, but when he was about to speak, he noticed what she was holding in his hand, and his eyebrows frowned suddenly.

"You don't know how to knock when you come in?"

Xia Fanyin's footsteps paused at the door, and she nodded with a smile, "Okay." After finishing speaking, she backed out and closed the door, and knocked three times symbolically, "Nine thousand years old, may the servant come in?" ?”

slave?

Quan Qingjiu's eyes twitched, "No."

Then the door of the study was pushed open again, and she walked in with a smile as if nothing had happened, "Quan Qingjiu, you can wear this new dress for the banquet later."

Moon white.

Tailor Zhang's speed is worthy of being the number one tailor shop in Beijing.

Quan Qingjiu's gaze shifted from the robe to her face, and he snorted coldly, "It's not that you are not allowed to come in, what are you doing here?"

Xia Fanyin blinked pretending to be dazed, walked in front of him, pulled his sleeve with her little hand and shook it lightly, "Try it quickly. Tailor Zhang has your body size, so the size must be suitable. And I think this color Especially for you!"

The man stared at her coldly, "Where does it fit?"

"You look good, you can wear anything."

"..."

Quan Qingjiu stared at her sullenly.

But the woman ignored his anger, wrapped her hands around his neck, as if she was hanging on him, "Quan Qing Jiu," she rubbed his chin affectionately and at the same time untied his belt, "You No matter how you touch the belt, it will open."

Quan Qingjiu suddenly clasped her wrist, his eyes darkened, "Don't you dare to move again!"

Xia Fanyin looked up at him with aggrieved and pitiful eyes, "Why are you so fierce, this is the first time I've taken the initiative to give money to make clothes for someone else, if you don't appreciate it, you're still going to kill me!"

own money?

Isn't all her money from him?

His Adam's apple rolled, "How much is it, I will give it to you."

"..."

Hmph, a stinky eunuch who doesn't understand style.

Xia Fanyin originally planned to use a gentle policy, but she found that it had no effect on him, so she simply stopped taking it off slowly, and directly rolled up her sleeves and began to lift the purple robe off his body from his lapel.

Her movements are too fast, Quan Qingjiu has to be careful not to hurt her, so the advantages and disadvantages of such a back and forth are immediately apparent!

Xia Fanyin quickly took off his clothes, picked up the moon-white one, and covered him directly.

"Xia Fanyin!"

Quan Qingjiu's brows jumped twice.

He sternly shouted, "What color clothes does this deity wear, does it bother you?"

Looking at the slender figure in front of her, she forgot to refute for a while.

Compared with crimson purple, moon white is a little less dark and cold and evil, and a little more clear and detached from the world.

Sure enough, it would be a waste of his face and figure to only wear the same color every day, so he should wear all the colors of the rainbow once!
She even forgot the hypocritical compliment, the astonishment in her eyes was enough to explain everything!
Quan Qingjiu looked at the undisguised brightness in her eyes, her eyes were slightly focused, and the hand hanging by her side was gradually clenched.

The dusty memory was hidden in a certain corner for a long time, and it was overturned unexpectedly, so that he didn't take off his clothes immediately.

Until he picked up his hand and stuffed it into his sleeve, and said softly: "It's okay, but the color is really pretty."

Quan Qingjiu narrowed his eyes, suppressed the ups and downs in his heart just now, and his expression was complicated, "You want me to wear it that much?"

(End of this chapter)