Chapter 270

Xiaohua is very attentive to what she does. She is not good at embroidery. She is even more dedicated for fear that the embroidery will be broken. After embroidering for a while, I felt a little tired. Then I put down my clothes and twisted my neck. One accidentally bumped into the eyes of the people next to me.

The Danfeng eye picked on the top is constant indifference, but there are some things hidden in it today.

For a moment, Xiaohua didn't understand.

She smiled and put her things aside.

"Your Highness, do you want to drink tea?" she thought King Jing wanted to drink tea.

After getting along with King Jing for some days, Xiaohua found that the man was too hairy. Sometimes she wanted to drink tea, but she just didn't say it. She just looked at you until you understood and handed him the tea. He took it up and drank it as if nothing had happened. It makes people feel awkward and childish.

Little lace said, bringing him the tea lamp on one side, but the other party didn't answer or speak, but put his eyes back on the book.

Xiaohua blinks, some don't understand what he means, and a little irritable.

She was thinking about King Jing's temperament recently. Every time she thought she had made some progress, he would give her a heavy blow as if nothing had happened. It seemed to tell her that King Gu's temperament was so changeable.

King Jing's eyes are on the book, but the rest of his eyes are always there.

Seeing her blink, she seemed a little angry, and there was a little more joy in her heart. This emotion was very little. Before he could taste it, he saw the light crimson dress from the corner of his eyes.

Suddenly, my heart was a little stuffy, and I didn't want to see it. He threw down the book in his hand and said, "settle down."

The man got off the Kang, put on his shoes and left.

Xiaohua vaguely heard her displeasure in King Jing's voice, but she couldn't figure it out, so she didn't think about it anymore. She ordered clove to put away her clothes and embroider again tomorrow.

Entering the west room, I saw sitting at the head of the bed with a dark face looking at her king.

King Jing seemed really angry. She was a little overwhelmed for a moment. After thinking about it, she still asked, "Your Highness, what's the matter with you?"

People are closer and have a little flattering attitude.

This kind of small flattery doesn't make people feel flattering, but looks very pleasing and pleasant. Anyway, King Jing thinks so.

King Jing didn't speak, but glanced at her and drew people closer.