National teacher, he is arrogant again

Chapter 186 The Imperial Teacher’s Little Overbearing (2)

They even encountered people who climbed up the shoulder cart regardless, and almost crushed the four of them to death.

Later, the master showed his magic stick skills, judged life and death with a word, killed people with a smile, and speculated for a long time before the situation eased a little.

Later, especially after the master destroyed many flowers with his hands, this kind of situation was almost invisible, because the people who admired the master loved five crazy people, and the remaining five were either disabled or useless. From then on, no one dared to take it easy Falling in love with the master, the number of sachets has also decreased.

But he didn't expect this time... the master was so interested in the sachet, he felt it was incredible.

"What are you still doing here?" Xue Wuyi asked.

Leng Ya: "..."

He twitched the corner of his mouth and turned around quickly.

But Xue Wuyi stopped him from behind.

Leng Ya turned his head reluctantly, but saw that Xue Wuyi was still staring at the sachet, lost in thought, as if he wasn't the one who stopped him just now.

"How about you come over to see this sachet?"

"How about what?" Leng Ya murmured in a low voice.

"It's just this style, how about the embroidery skills, and the patterns. Let me briefly comment... Oh, with your straight man's aesthetic..."

Leng Ya felt that a knife had been stabbed in his heart, it would be fine to ask his opinion directly, why bother complaining about his aesthetics.

However, who made him the master?

"I think this is good." Leng Ya pointed to a sachet embroidered with lovebirds on the table, and said seriously.

In fact, it is easy to judge which sachet is beautiful, because the sachet in the master's hand is not good at all!

What is that?

He stared and rubbed his eyes, but he couldn't tell whether it was a duck or a chicken!

But this is what the master asked him to steal back... It is estimated that the unlucky guy who was stolen has not realized that his sachet has been lost... It is simply...

frenzied!That's right, insane!

"Then what about this one in my hand?" Xue Wuyi asked him firmly, shaking the sachet in his hand.

"This..." Leng Ya didn't know how to comment.

It's not good-looking, but the master stole it specially; if it's good-looking, his conscience will really hurt...

Therefore, he commented pertinently: "This work is really not very good, but it is full of heart..."

"Full of heart?" Xue Wuyi's tone became more dangerous, and Leng Ya didn't know how to reply for a moment.

He could only murmur slowly: "Master, look, although the stitches can be messed up, some places are big, some places are small, and the pattern is not very vivid, but they are stitched carefully bit by bit. , there is still a little dark blood stain here, it can be seen that I accidentally stabbed my finger, and this pattern must have been carefully traced before, but the embroiderer is really clumsy... But this kind of intention is really rare , it can be seen that there is affection in it, the embroiderer must love that man very much..."

"Bang!" The blue and white porcelain teacup was thrown out mercilessly by Xue Wuyi, fell to the ground, and shattered into pieces.

Leng Ya was startled, and quickly knelt down to beg for mercy.

Xue Wuyi was expressionless, with a cold face, her deep and cold eyes staring at the sachet in her hand.

Leng Ya guessed his expression, but she couldn't see it at all, and she didn't know which sentence she said wrong: "Master..."

"What are you calling me for?" Xue Wuyi's eyes became colder, and her smile became more sarcastic.

(End of this chapter)