Ning Chen loves his wife

Chapter 919
Qian Momo gave Liandong a sideways look and said honestly: "Madam originally wanted to give Eldest Uncle a handkerchief, but before she embroidered it, she gave up when she saw the exquisite pattern.

I advised her to embroider a pair of insoles for the eldest son-in-law, put them in the shoes and put them under the feet, and almost no one could see the embroidery.

Madame agreed.

Halfway through the embroidery, the ten fingers were too horrible to look at, so I could only persuade her to give up.

There is really no way, after much deliberation, only obscene clothes and trousers do not need any embroidery work.... "I didn't say the following words, but conveyed her meaning to everyone with her eyes.

Everyone suddenly realized.

Qing Shang said with a smirk on his face: "It turns out that he is such a shady... Hahahahaha!" Obscene pants that don't require any embroidery work can only be delivered after closing the door secretly. One can imagine how bad the finished product is. !

Qingshang burst into tears from laughing, wiped away the tears with his cuff and held back his smile: "I really sympathize with the master, he is so pitiful...hahahaha!"

Qingliu's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was no half smile on her face.

Qian Momo frowned slightly at the smiling Qing Shang who had no image.

Liandong wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, thinking of Zhuo Nan's sneaky behavior caused her to misunderstand, and was almost turned off by Jing Rong, with lingering fears in her heart, she let out a long sigh.

On the way to the study.

Zhuo Nan took Jing Rong's arm and walked while laughing.

Jing Rong endured and tolerated, and finally shook off Zhuo Nan's arm unbearably, turned around and stared at her with half-closed eyes, exuding a dangerous aura all over his body and asked: "Maid girl misunderstood your husband, you are very happy."

Zhuo Nan smiled and denied it flatly, whoever admits is a fool! "I didn't, you don't want to wrong people." Feeling that it would be too much to laugh any longer, she stepped forward to hold his arm with a restrained smile and continued to walk forward.

After entering the study, Zhuo Nan casually found a chair and sat down, looked at Jing Rong and asked with a smile, "Should I blindfold first?"

Jing Rong glanced at her indifferently and said, "No need." Then he walked to the desk and sat down, hooking his fingers at her. "come here."

Zhuo Nan stood up and walked over, looking at him across the desk.

Jing Rong said again: "Come to my side."

Zhuo Nan walked around most of the desk and walked to his side.

"Give your hand to your husband."

Zhuo Nan thought to himself that he just sat on the grand master's chair and didn't see what he was doing. Did he already get the mysterious gift to give her?
While lowering her head to give him her hand, she stared at the palm he stretched out, and found that his palm was spread out and empty, and he didn't hold anything at all.

Confused, wanting to see what the hell he was doing, she obediently stuffed her hand into his palm and let him hold it.

Jing Rong held her hand and went down...

Looking at his spread legs and the direction in which he stretched out his hand, Zhuo Nan's head exploded with a bang, his face flushed and he struggled to withdraw his hand.

He actually gave this to her!The stinky fox is shameless!

Seeing her resisting, Jing Rong raised her head and glanced at her, and was stunned when she saw that she was like a cooked prawn.Immediately thought of something, and did not break it.A wicked smirk curled up at the corner of his mouth, and despite her resistance, he forcibly grabbed her hand and continued to poke it down...but it reached under the desk.

"There is a raised dark pattern here, can you touch it? Press it."

Zhuo Nan did feel the raised dark lines, like a small stone suddenly dropped in a calm pond, creating waves in circles.

Only then did she realize that she had misunderstood just now!

The heat on his face quickly faded, and he pressed it up hard.

There was an insignificant click, but the entire wooden board under the belly of the desk miraculously moved down an inch, revealing a huge rectangular hidden space.

Zhuo Nan squatted down and took a look, and there were a lot of painting scrolls hidden inside!
If she guesses right, these are the paintings that Jing Rong used to draw with her as the figure in the painting, but hid them from showing to her.

She fumbled all over the study room, and even secretly knocked on every part of every wall, but returned without success.

Never expected that the organ was hidden under the desk!
The desk that Jing Rong works in is very big, and the storage space in the belly of the desk is about the same size as the desk.

How could she have imagined that the desk, which was supposed to be solid wood, was actually hollowed out to hide things!
Jing Rong tapped her on the head with his fingers. "Why are you in a daze? Didn't you always want these paintings? Take them out before your husband changes his mind."

Afraid that he would repent, Zhuo Nan quickly took out the scrolls one by one from the stomach of the desk and placed them on the desk.

Soon the desk was empty, but it took up most of the desk.

Zhuo Nan sat directly on Jing Rong's lap, opened each painting and admired them.

Looking at himself in the painting, he substituted her into the memories of the past.

Looking at it, Zhuo Nan suddenly found a picture of the Sleeping Beauty in the Purple Bamboo Forest.

Pointing at himself in the painting, he glared at Jing Rong angrily.

She clearly remembered that when she woke up from a nap that day, Jinghu Fox told her not to move, saying that she would paint for her.

In the end, she didn't even see where the painting he made for her was!

"I just said that you played tricks on me that day! Now the evidence is solid!" Resentful, he stretched out his hand and pinched Jing Rong's arm, and continued to look at other paintings happily.

After appreciating for half an hour, Zhuo Nan carefully rolled up the painting with You Weiwei.

After watching the painting, the self in the painting is lifelike, as if he is about to walk out of the painting.

Then think of her own painting skills that can draw living things to death.

"Hey! I have to admit that, apart from female reds, I can't even paint..."

Jing Rong suddenly smiled.

Zhuo Nan turned to look at him.

Jing Rong asked back with a smile: "It seems that your other skills are very good."

Zhuo Nan gave him a supercilious look. "I'm not good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but you are amazing, you are good at everything."

Jing Rong nodded proudly.

The corner of Zhuo Nan's mouth twitched into a smirk and forced him to ask, "Why do you like a useless person like me when you are so powerful?"

Jing Rong: "..."

Zhuo Nan saw him stunned and took advantage of the victory to pursue him, and said triumphantly: "I am so useless but married to the most powerful person, doesn't it prove that I am stronger than you, hehe!"

Jing Rong showed a doting smile, and reached out to pinch her cheek. "You are indeed better than your husband, you have a thick skin."

Zhuo Nan was not messing around with him, but stood up, picked up the scrolls, and put them back one by one.

A trace of surprise flashed in Jing Rong's cold eyes. "Didn't you really want these paintings, and even went to the back mountain to practice kung fu with your husband behind your back and sneaked into the study many times to steal them. They will be delivered to you in person, but you don't want them again? Could it be that you really answered the old saying, Is it not rare to get it?"

Zhuo Nan took time out of his busy schedule to turn around and stare at him, then turned around and picked up the scroll and touched it affectionately. "Isn't it going to be separated? I'll take these precious paintings to the new home and hang them up after the separation." Continue to hide the rolled scrolls on the desk in the belly of the desk.

After listening to her explanation, Jing Rong smiled with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)