Through the Beast World: Beast King, Sweet Pet

Chapter 240

"I still need to weave a big flower basket." An Jiao saw Kevin go out, and then picked up the unfinished work by herself.

"You say I'll make it up." Sniper heard that he wanted to get a bigger one, and then he took the initiative to get this thing.

"You won't, I'll do it, you make me a small one, and I'll make it big." An Jiao didn't have the nerve to bother her so much.

"That's fine, then pay attention to your hands." After thinking for a while, the spy agreed with her statement.

"Don't worry, I will definitely pay attention to my hands. After all, my hands are so pretty, right?"

An Jiao raised her hand in front of his eyes, wanting to show off.

Then I saw that my hands were dirty, and I took them back all at once, my face was a little red.

"Well, my hands look good when they are clean." An Jiao explained with some embarrassment.

"Good-looking is good-looking, bad-looking is not good-looking, good-looking is good-looking no matter what, and bad-looking is not good-looking no matter what."

Sniper didn't say whether her hands were good-looking or not, but he just said this sentence.

In fact, he thinks her hands are not good-looking, they are too thin, and it is the chubby hands that look good.

But An Jiao's hands are quite long, but her palms are short.

If it were in the 21st century, he would probably have a better word to describe these hands. He could call these hands specially used for playing the piano.

Or a hand kissed by God.

"Then do you think my hands look good?" An Jiao made it clear that she didn't want to let him go.

"Naturally it's pretty." Since meeting An Jiao, Xi often said things against her will.

"Thank you, I also think my hands are pretty." An Jiao was very happy to hear him praise her hands like that.

Then I held up my hand and looked at it, the more I looked at it, the more beautiful it seemed.

Sniper can't understand her behavior, but if she is happy, then let her go.

"Do you want me to get you a piece of your flower?" The sniper moved very quickly.

Almost three times that of An Jiao's movements.

When An Jiao was still messing with his own hands, he had already finished weaving all the flower baskets.

"Then, get me a flower basket, and I'll see if it looks good." An Jiao originally wanted to say no, but seeing how fast he moved and how slow she was, she didn't know when it would be ready.

After thinking about it for a while, I decided to bother him.

"Okay." Sniper is completely a family man. One of the biggest characteristics of a family man is that he speaks little, but moves very quickly.

It should be called doing things with your head buried.

An Jiao saw that the people who helped her were so serious, she felt that she couldn't go down like this, and she had to hurry up.

She picked up the remaining bamboo pieces, and she planned to weave a very large basket, and put all the flower baskets she had made into this basket, so that she would not need to send one flower basket to another.

Just put everything in this basket and drag it together.

"Thank you." An Jiao wrote and edited, and suddenly expressed her feelings.

"Thank you, thank you, there is no need to say thank you between us." Sniper carefully selected the bouquets, looking at which one looked good.

After studying for a long time, An Jiao thought that he was really going to die, so she made preparations for her own match.

(End of this chapter)