Lu Zefeng responded and took his purse with him.

Jian Nai asked with some doubts, "Don't you think my embroidery looks bad?"

"Did I ever say that?" Lu Zefeng frowned, seeing Jian Nai's shocked appearance, and said slowly, "I think this beast has a personality."

"...This is a mandarin duck!"

"Um."

Although the process was a bit rough, Jian Nai found that Lu Zefeng always carried this ugly purse with him. Whether it was changing clothes or going to the dungeon, the purse was always on him.

It's been a long time.

Even Jian Nai has some doubts.

Shouldn't he really like this purse?

Maybe your craft is not bad.

His mother is best at this kind of handicraft, and the embroidered patterns are lifelike.

Jian Nai doesn't seem to have any talent in this area. Every time he embroiders something, he will be reprimanded by his mother for a long time, and he has no confidence in doing it. He even embroidered one for Lu Jie before, but he was laughed at for a long time by the other party, never once. worn.

Is it possible that you have made progress?

...

With such doubts in mind, Jian Nai took the little fire dragon to accompany Lu Zefeng to the main city of the game to buy some daily necessities.

There are many hawkers on the street.

What Jian Nai didn't expect was that there were quite a few people who knew them, and they were all greeting them warmly:

"Brother Feng!"

"Thank you Brother Feng, we have all picked up your wedding candy."

"What a big red envelope!"

"I wish you a long time!"

It was only then that Jian Nai remembered that their wedding gift package seemed to contain random sprinkles of wedding candy in major cities.

Two people came to a pastry stall.

There are many types of players in this game, there are combat power players and life players.

Because "Ask" has a high degree of freedom, many life-style players have started to use their specialties after they have learned to cook by themselves. In the game, they use fairy grass and various vegetation to cook delicacies, which are very popular.

Jian Nai said, "Let's buy some."

Lu Zefeng: "Yes."

The stall owner was also very enthusiastic: "The two of you can take whatever you like. Not long ago, I picked up your wedding candy and found a big red envelope. I will also give you a few cakes this time, just take it as my heart. "

Jian Nai didn't expect such a good thing, so she smiled and said, "Thank you."

"Hey, you're welcome, it's just a small business." The stall owner shook his head and said, "We don't make much money, and we don't have much ability. It's not like you. If you make a copy of something that is rare, we will do it all. one year!"

Jian Nai is very modest: "There are not so many rare things that will explode."

The stall continued: "Why not, look at Brother Feng, oh, look at this purse, it's probably the best hidden weapon from the boss. Look at the beast embroidered on it, it's really lifelike, it's probably of good quality, right?"

"..."

The author has something to say: please, it's really cool to have two monsters on the purse~

Who would refuse!

Thank you to the little angel who voted or irrigated nutrient solution for me during 2022-01-21 11:50:07~2022-01-22 10:07:00~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Quietly 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 13 bottles of Huahua; 12 bottles of Wading Lingyun; 3 bottles of Tang Bohu's mosquito coils;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

Chapter 22

Jian Nai's face was pitch black in an instant.

On the busy street, there was a smile in the eyes of the man standing beside him.

The peddler realized that his words seemed to have caused the atmosphere to fall into a strange silence. In Jian Nai's resentful eyes, he seemed to slowly... realize.

The hawker stuttered in shock, and said hesitantly, "Maybe... is it made by humans?"

Jian Nai angrily turned around and left.

Lu Zefeng took a step forward and followed slowly behind him.

Jian Nai walked beside him angrily, glanced at Lu Zefeng, aggrieved: "You still laugh."

Lu Zefeng's face was light: "I don't."

"You have!"

Jian Nai said aggrievedly: "It looks like a monster, what do you look like?"

"Yeah." Lu Zefeng responded and opened his lips: "They have bad eyes."

Jian Nai snorted softly, and he lowered his head and said, "Is it that ugly?"

Lu Zefeng looked at him sideways.

Jian Nai was looking at her hand and muttered softly, "It took me a long time to sew it."

Lu Zefeng noticed something was wrong. He took a step forward and came to Jian Nai. He pulled Jian Nai's hand with some force. Sure enough, when he got closer, he found the problem. The fingertips of the originally fair and beautiful hands were poked by a needle at this moment. There are blood-red dots, and there is more than one such wound.

But Lu Zefeng remembered that Jian Nai was clearly afraid of pain.

...

On the bustling and lively street, the man's eyes darkened.

Jian Nai felt awkward and wanted to withdraw her hand.

Lu Zefeng pulled him, and the two walked one after the other under the willow tree next to the town in the main city.

Jian Nai said softly, "What are you doing?"

Lu Zefeng looked at his hand and said, "What happened?"

Jian Nai: "I accidentally stabbed it while sewing a purse."

Lu Zefeng frowned.

Jian Nai wanted to say that it was no longer painful, but the words choked up again. As the saying goes, a coquettish man has the best life!Why can't I take the opportunity to take credit for the purse that I finally sewed out!

therefore……

Jian Nai changed her words, with aggrieved expression on her pretty face: "It hurts."

Lu Zefeng's brows furrowed even deeper.