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Chapter 121 Are You Still Happy?

Mo Ningyuan sat directly on the chair beside him, resting his hands on his chin, tilting his head to look at the little girl: "Choose whatever you want, everything is on my shoulders, it doesn't matter if you move the whole building back."

Bei Xiaoke: "..."

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Although the little girl was depressed, she still honestly selected the cabinets one by one, very seriously, carefully comparing each one from color to material.

After half a stick of incense, Bei Xiaoke finished the selection.

The little girl is not greedy either, so she chose two types for Kita Ono, brown green and dark brown, although they are not the best material, but they are the warmest, and the little one should be satisfied.

The one chosen for Mo Ningyuan is a pure white snow shirt fabric, the texture is top-notch, it is considered one of the best here, if you want to come to the National Teacher, there should be nothing to be picky about.

"My lord, I'm done choosing." Bei Xiaoke walked to Mo Ningyuan with three pieces of cloth in his arms.

"So fast?"

The Great Demon King put down the teacup in his hand, doubtful.

Isn't it said that women are the most time-consuming to go shopping? They are born with difficulty in choosing. He thinks that there are so many excellent fabrics here, and the little girl has to spend at least half an hour to choose.

Mo Ningyuan was suspicious, and looked up at the cloth that the little girl was holding in her hand. The dark clothes were not worn by women at first glance, and she couldn't help frowning.

"How did you get so much, is it enough?"

"...Ah, isn't that enough?"

Bei Xiaoke was stunned, didn't he just make a suit of clothes, how much more material would he need?
"Of course it's not enough, how can these things be possible!" Mo Ningyuan stood up from the chair and grabbed the little girl's hand, "Well, come with me!"

"????"

Before Bei Xiaoke could react, he was dragged to Jade's cupboard by the Great Demon King.

The little girl looked up, and the cupboard was filled with brightly colored materials, such as emerald blue, bright red and colorful yellow, which were suitable for those young girls.

What does the Great Demon King want to do?

Bei Xiaoke swallowed, feeling a little confused.

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Mo Ningyuan rolled up his sleeves, without saying a word, he opened the door of the cabinet directly, his slender eyes stayed close to every step, staring at the clothes in the cabinet, looking at them one by one.

"This Suzhou embroidered Yuhua brocade shirt is from the hand of a famous embroiderer in the south of the Yangtze River. The workmanship is exquisite and the fabric is fine. It is the most beautiful when used to make a pleated Ruyi skirt. Take it!"

Mo Ningyuan frowned, and directly passed the material in his hand to Bei Xiaoke.

"Ah... ok ok!", the little girl hurriedly accepted the next step.

"This piece of floral emerald gauze dewy sleeves is made of transparent material, and its skin is as white as snow. Wearing it on the upper body will make your body look lighter. It is most suitable for making a wide-sleeved cloud-smoke skirt. Hold it!"

"...Okay." The little girl took it again.

"This fine-grain gauze is used to make obscene clothes, and it's the most suitable for wearing inside. Take it!"

"This... is not bad, take it!"

"Well... this... that, almost, take them all!"

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But after a while, the little girl had more than a dozen bolts of fabric in her hands, and the accumulation increased, making her arms a little sore from the pressure, and the big devil continued to add more happily.

"Respect... Your lord?" Bei Xiaoke called weakly.

"Ah... what's wrong?"

Mo Ningyuan stopped and turned around.

"You... What is this?" The little girl kept her hands busy, and poked her chin on the pile of fabrics she was holding in her hands.

(End of this chapter)