Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Sheng Qianmo held her hand, and finally found the foundry under her guidance.

Four years later, the foundry has become much larger than before, and the number of workers has also increased. When Shu Nuan came over, the workers he saw enthusiastically shouted "The boss is here!" A little embarrassed, let them go on with their work.

But at this time, a worker couldn't help gossiping and asked: "Boss, what do you call the people around you?"

Shu Nuan was thinking about how to introduce Sheng Qianmo, but Sheng Qianmo himself answered very diligently: "Your boss' husband."

Shu Nuan whispered, "I haven't married you yet!"

Sheng Qianmo still took it for granted: "That is the future husband."

Shu Nuan: "..."

However, Sheng Qianmo just let these people call him Brother Cheng. After all, it is better to do things that make Shu Nuan blush in private.

Shu Nuan led Sheng Qianmo to an idle iron-smelting furnace, "This is my own furnace. I used to learn to forge new weapons by myself when I had nothing to do, but now I seldom touch the furnace." gone."

She didn't dare to tell Sheng Qianmo that the reason why she didn't touch it was because she almost burned her finger accidentally once. Fortunately, she was treated in time to avoid the scar, but that incident was enough to make Qingzhi sad. For a while, Qingzhi refused to allow her to touch the iron furnace again, and Shu Nuan never dared to forge iron again after that.

Cheng Qianmo frowned when he heard this, and said rather displeasedly: "You are responsible for drawing the design draft and blueprints, and don't touch the iron-smelting furnace yourself."

Shu Nuan didn't talk back to him this time, but obediently nodded, and said, "But you're here today, can I touch you?"

She now has a very good outline of the weapon model in her heart, and she wants to make a sword herself, so that Sheng Qianmo can use it when she goes to the battlefield in the future.

Cheng Qianmo looked at her, and suddenly thought: "Why don't you guide me, and I will do it."

Shu Nuan: "...I don't think you will."

"Nuannuan, be reasonable, I think I can do it."

"You can't do this kind of delicate work."

Cheng Qianmo was very disappointed: "Nuan Nuan, you don't believe me."

Nuan Nuan: "..."

What does this have to do with trust?

However, Shu Nuan couldn't stand his sugar-coated bullets in the end and accepted him. And moved a small table, sat on the stone bench and drew sketches on the spot. Of course, what she drew was a more practical sword, and she planned to give it to her as a gift after Sheng Qianmo finished.

Sheng Qianmo followed Shu Nuan's instructions, first threw the iron into the furnace to soften, and Shu Nuan drew very quickly, and quickly drew the shape of the sword.

Sheng Qianmo picked it up and looked at it. Perhaps people who don't know Shu Nuan would not have imagined that such a painting full of freedom and ease like a wild crane comes from the technique of a little girl.

Shu Nuan was different from ordinary women from the beginning to the end.

It's like digging for a treasure. Only by digging bit by bit will he discover that there are many unexpected surprises hidden in it.

The number is warmer than him, that is the existence.

He still remembers that at the beginning of the past year, he only loved her for her appearance, and he kept her by his side because of her lovely birth, but gradually got along with him, and found that this little person was not just him. Seeing so superficially, she is quite knowledgeable, she is proficient in both piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and now, she is still quite profound in weapons.