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what trick is he playing

"If you don't know how to knit, you can learn to do it. Doesn't your cousin knit beautifully? You can learn from her." Duanmu Xiu regarded the clothes she knitted as a treasure, which made many people jealous at the time.

"My cousin is very good at it, but she is busy giving birth now, and after giving birth, she is busy taking care of the child. How can she have time to teach me? Do you want to wear a sweater? There are many shops outside.

Yes, whatever style you want, I'll buy it for you. If you can't find it, I'll find someone to make it for you." To put it bluntly, don't even think about her doing it.

"Honey, I don't want to buy clothes, I just want to wear the warm sweater you knitted. Can't you satisfy my wish?" Junmei's face suddenly couldn't help but become sad.

"Husband, please don't ask me to do such difficult things. You don't know that I am the most impatient. I can't do it if I have to work with those needles and threads all day long." He asked her to calm down and do this.

thing, it would be easier to encourage Pan Jinlian to apply for the Chastity Memorial Arch.

"If your cousin can do it, I believe you can do it too." They both have the same surname of Xia Hou, so why are their personalities so different? However, he still likes Xuan'er's personality more.

"What you say is so funny. My cousin can't do a lot of the things I do. I said I don't want it, so I don't want it." Xia Houxuan'er stood firm.

"Hey, I originally thought I would have a warm sweater to wear this winter, but now I don't have to look forward to anything anymore." Ye Chenfeng sighed sadly.

"It's still early before winter. This is simply a hopeless hope. You'd better give up as soon as possible." The poor man looked like a child who couldn't get candy. Xia Houxuan'er reached out and patted him gently.

On his face, a thoughtful smile appeared on his lips.

"Since you said so, can I still not give up?" It seems that wanting to wear the sweater she knitted in this life is just a dream, Ye Chenfeng said disappointedly and helplessly.

"It's good to know. Well, my cousin has been in there for a long time and her voice is hoarse from shouting. Why hasn't the baby been born yet?" Although the screams heard from the delivery room were much quieter, their voices were hoarse.

Xia Houxuan'er couldn't help but worry again.

"She was born naturally, not by caesarean section. It should take a little longer. Don't worry, your cousin will be fine." He really shouldn't have brought her here just now. He was really worried that she would give birth.

Prephobia.

"But she has been in there for a long time, why hasn't the baby come out yet? It's true that the guy in Huaixi chose this time when he wasn't sick. Could it be that you hit him too hard and gave him internal injuries?

He was embarrassed to say that he lied to us and said he had a fever." Xia Houxuan'er raised her head and glared at him.

"I took action to know the severity. He only had skin injuries at most. There were no internal injuries. He suddenly said he had a high fever. I also found it very strange." What the hell is that kid doing? He is a doctor himself, and he also doesn't know much about diet.

Very particular, he hadn't heard of him being sick for a long time, and this illness really came out of nowhere.

"Really? Is he playing some trick?"

"Who knows about him? Wife, are you tired? I don't know when your cousin will give birth to the baby. Why don't we go back and rest first?"


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