Gao Lengmeng emperor loves fierce concubine

Chapter 233
"Have you ever played?"

"Of course!"

"How long... how long did it take you?"

A certain one said brazenly, "A quarter of an hour is still a little short!"

Pfft, Mo Mo and Jiu Lan outside the door couldn't listen anymore, they were so ashamed that they couldn't bear it, seeing this, Hua Ruofeng knew that a certain one was fooling her master.

Jimo Meng was also skeptical, "Really?"

"It's absolutely true." A certain one waved his hand, not wanting to continue this guilty topic, "Do you want to try it?"

"Just try it!"

Jimo Meng sat down. At first, he was not in a hurry to fight. Instead, he placed all the wooden blocks on the table with the color facing up, and carefully looked at each piece. A certain one was drinking tea and eating snacks. Looking at it carefully, I was thinking, this little bun will not naively want to remember the shapes of all the wooden blocks, right? 1000 yuan, how can it be?
Who knows, next, let her see what a photographic memory is!
Jimo Meng began to place the pieces one by one. The shape of those wooden blocks seemed to be engraved in his mind. He was skilled in his technique, as if he had played with it many times.

A certain one gradually widened its eyes, staring in disbelief at the figure that gradually emerged on the wooden board, and when a cute little Huba appeared, she murmured, "Do you want to crush it so frantically?"

A quarter of an hour, he actually put it together within a quarter of an hour!
And Jimo Meng was staring at the painting put together on the wooden board and frowning, "What is this?"

A certain one seemed to be discouraged by the blow, and said listlessly, "Huba."

"Who is Huba?" Jimo Meng was puzzled, and he stroked the figure on the drawing board with his small hand, unable to express his feelings in his heart.

"The same attribute as you." A certain one had a sickly tone, still struggling with the matter of being crushed.

"Mo Bao!" Jimo Meng gritted his teeth.

"Okay, it's a cute thing."

"What cute thing?" Jimo Meng seemed to want to break the casserole and ask the end.

"Sacred beast, stuff in mythology."

"What myth?"

"Do you want to hear it?" A certain eye rolled, with a half-smile.

Seeing her expression like this, Jimo Meng felt that nothing good was going on, but she still couldn't resist her curiosity, so she said coolly with a sullen face, "...I promise you to tell."

Hearing this, a certain dog snorted angrily and amusedly, "Sister doesn't want to talk about it yet." She said it as if she was giving her a favor.

"You..." Jimo Meng choked, and after being with her several times, he also knew her temperament somewhat, so he lowered his posture a little, and his tone became better, "How do you want to talk about it?"

A certain eye blinked slyly, "It's very simple, you saw this beard, right? Let someone compare it to this, make me a doll, and I will tell you."

"doll?"

"That's right, just use silk and cotton to make a painting. My sister wants it to be this big. I don't want it to be lifelike, but it must be cute or not."

Hearing this, Jimo Meng gritted his teeth and reminded, "Mo Bao, the word cute is my name taboo!"

"so what?"

"You are not allowed to say this word in the future!"

"Just because your name is this character, people all over the world can't use it anymore?"

Jimo Meng raised his chin slightly, bursting out with royal majesty and arrogance, and said arrogantly, "Yes!"

"To your sister!"

"Mo Bao! You..."

"You, you, I don't want it, I like this cute word very much, I just want to use it!"

Hearing the word "Like", Jimo Meng's originally annoyed expression suddenly became a little uncomfortable, and a little redness began to fade behind his ears, and he snorted softly, skipping the topic that made him panic, "That, I will let people do it when I go back, can you talk about it now?"

(End of this chapter)