My wife is super cool

Chapter 114 Qingmiao has worked hard

Lu Jingmo slowly raised his long fingers, and took the clothes from Xia Qingmiao's hand.

The goose yellow clothes were embroidered with small white flowers, which could barely be seen as gardenias.

She watched in silence for a while.

"Your Highness." Xia Qingmiao said nervously, stirring her fingers, "I know my embroidery is not as good as Brother Luo Ran's, and the embroidered things are a bit ugly, but it took me several days to make this dress. of."

"His Royal Highness just try it on once, let me have a look."

The little voice is so pitiful that people can't bear to refuse it.

Lu Jingmo raised his head, Qingmo's eyes looked directly at him.

She didn't expect that she, who thought she was neglected, had actually been the protagonist of these two people all along.

Xia Qingmiao saw that she had a dull face and did not speak, and her enthusiasm was completely chilled.

"If Your Highness really doesn't like this dress, I'll just take it away."

He shrugged his little head and took two steps forward, making a gesture to take away the yellow clothes from Lu Jingmo's hand.

The outstretched little hand was grasped by the big palm with well-defined joints.

"There is nothing I don't like." Lu Jingmo pulled him into his arms with a low voice.

The person in his arms was stunned for a moment, then wrinkled his little nose.

"Your Highness, there is no need to coax me with nice words."

The clothes he made were indeed not good-looking. His Highness was used to the brocade clothes made by Mr. Embroidery in the palace, so it was only natural that he didn't like what he made.

Hearing the disbelief in the little man's words, Lu Jingmo pursed his lips slightly.

"I'm not coaxing you." She explained in a low voice, her snow-white fingertips brushed the white gardenia, but her dark pupils stared at him quietly.

"Qingmiao's clothes are beautiful, I like them very much."

The ink eyes staring at him were full of seriousness, Xia Qingmiao was still suspicious, and asked tentatively:

"If Your Highness really likes this dress, why isn't there any joy on his face?"

Anyone who sees something they like will have mood swings, instead of showing a cold face like His Highness.

Hearing this, Lu Jingmo's eyes staring at him unconsciously dodged.

Can she say that she was surprised to receive the clothes and forgot to respond?

But in Xia Qingmiao's eyes, her dodge was a lie.

The little hand held by Lu Jingmo struggled slightly, always with a clear and lively voice full of frustration.

"Your Highness, you don't need to coax me with good words. Although I am learning embroidery very hard from brother Luo Ran, and my fingers were pricked several times when I made this dress, the clothes I made are not good-looking, but they are not good-looking." , Your Highness does not need to..."

The unspoken words were interrupted by the warm and moist feeling from the fingertips.

Xia Qingmiao lowered her eyes, then froze.

His fingers, which had been pricked a few times with needles, were gently contained between his thin red lips.

"Your Highness... Your Highness."

He stammered softly.

Lu Jingmo raised his long eyelashes, stared at him with his deep dark eyes, but kissed lightly on his fingertips with his thin lips.

"I really like the clothes, I don't mean to coax you...it's true, I like it very much."

The tingling sensation of being kissed on her fingers spread to her heart, and Xia Qingmiao's fingertips curled up slightly.

He turned his head away, not looking at those sparkling peach eyes.

He was fooled by His Highness's beauty again.

Suddenly her cheeks were lightly pinched, the cold person leaned over slightly, and the half-loose black hair on her back fell down with her movements.

Thin lips kissed his lips lightly.

"Thank you Qingmiao."

Another kiss, and the man's drooping black hair brushed his cheek.

"Qing Miao has worked hard."

(End of this chapter)