Unbelievable Ninth Young Miss: Emperor, Don’t Run Away!

Chapter 1942, I will draw you to write

Mo Fangqin heard the first words of the cloud, but there is still some bottom in my heart. This brocade is a defective product. It can be seen with long eyes. How come it becomes a fragrant scent? is it possible?

After eating lunch, the ink sputum sent people to send a few brocades to the cloud.

When the ink fangs looked, my heart was cold and half!

These brocades are not only mottled in color, but also the patterns on each one are different. Even if you want to splicing them, you can't buy them.

At the beginning of the cloud, I looked at these cloths but my eyes were shining, as if I was looking at the gold and silver treasures: "Baby! Baby! Three sisters, these will soon become a shining stone! At that time, my sister eats meat. It will also let you drink soup."

Mo Fangqin twitched in the corner of his eyes and drank soup? You won't let me suffer from you, I will be Amitabha!

At the beginning of the cloud, he took out a large kitchen knife and cut a piece of cloth. Then he smiled and said to Mofangqin: "Three sisters, I will give you an important task."

Mo Fangqin's face is arrogant: "What mission?"

"It's very simple, you can stand still and don't move."

After the beginning of the cloud, he took the piece of cloth and began to make a stroke on the Mofangqin. After a while, he was happy to frown, and he was mentally ill.

"Big sister, do you still want to sell these cloths to clothes? You said that you sold them with your grandfather within half a month. This time is not enough to make clothes. If you say, even if you can do it. Finish, it’s too late to sell! What's more, can the clothes made by this cloth be worn?” Mo Fangqin felt that the beginning of the cloud had blown up the hair, and it was impossible to sell the cloth.

The first time of the cloud was a long time, and then said to Mofangqin: "Three sisters, you can play it yourself! I am busy!"

Although Mo Fangqin was puzzled, he still went out with interest.

At the beginning of the cloud, he took out a piece of rice paper, took out a pen and ink, and began to paint.

This piece of paper was painted, not satisfied, and it was thrown into the ground.

I drew another one, but I was not satisfied, but I threw it into a group and threw it on the ground.

Soon, the paper was thrown on the floor.

At dinner time, Mo Fangqin came to the beginning of the cloud, and the door was shocked. I saw that the floor was full of waste paper balls, and the cloud was still hanging on it.

When Mo Fangqin saw a picture on the table, he couldn't help but pick up one. He only saw the drawing of the clothes on it. Although it was simply outlined with pen and ink, it still made people shine.

The style of these clothes is something she has never seen before. Is it a ready-made garment made from these brocades? However, will this defective product ruin this subtle design?

When Mofangqin was thinking about it, he heard Yunchu’s saying: “You just came over, the words I wrote are too chic and elegant, I am afraid that others will not recognize it, you will write.”

Mo Fangqin licked his mouth, chic and elegant? I am afraid that your words are too ugly to write? !

Mo Fangqin took the brush and Yun Yun took out a picture and handed it to her: "This garment is cut with a red cloth and is equipped with a white plain cloth. The material should be light and light."

In the mind of Mofangqin, the pattern of ready-to-wear is flashed. The mottled pattern on the clothes is matched with the white cloak. The effect should be really good.

At the beginning of the cloud, he wrote the items that need to be marked on the remaining drawings, so that he could write it, and then stretched out: "Okay, you can have dinner."

(End of this chapter)