Her tense body relaxed slightly and she leaned in his arms, stroking his back again and again in an attempt to comfort him.
After a long time, Chang Mian let go of her and her mood returned to normal.
There is no trace of touching or sad emotions.
It was as if the sad man just now had never existed at all. He had a habit of pretending to be powerful and indestructible.
"How about I knit another one for you?" Chang Shang looked at his face carefully.
"I want a complete set of gloves, scarves, and hats. The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and I want red ones, which are booming." Chang Mian looked away and spoke with a twist.
My heart is full of sweetness.
Unexpectedly, it turned out that there was a woman beside him who would put effort into making clothes for him. In ancient times, men farmed and women weaved. Although they are far away, there is a woman in every man's heart who is willing to knit clothes for him.
Women; he is always affectionate, and is no exception.
Unable to resist, he lowered his head, grabbed her hand, brought it to his mouth, pecked it gently, and said in a soft voice: "Shang Chang, you are much more virtuous."
Unlike before, she always maintained a sense of distance from me, like a woman who was being taken care of, and her heart was as calm as water.
I only offer my love, I am afraid of getting lost, I am afraid of giving up my heart.
Now she is much more lovely, she knows how to hold on to him, how to dominate him, how to please him, how to focus her main energy on him, giving people a strong sense of presence.
Although she is much more willful than before because of his indulgence, she is really very pleasing to him.
When Chang Shang heard his compliment, her face turned red uncontrollably. "Okay, if you like it, I will knit it for you, as long as you like it."
"Go wash up and have breakfast together."
Chang Mian didn't show any more pretense, rubbed her fluffy and messy hair, turned around and left the dressing room, and then went downstairs to work out.
When he walked out of the bedroom, she happily walked around in circles and laughed happily. She looked like she was done. She even clasped her hands together and fell on the bed. She was so happy that she rolled around on the pillow. She didn't expect to knit herself.
A sweater can actually make Chang Mian cry.
Although there are many elements in this because Chang Mian thought of his mother, she was still grinning from ear to ear with joy. She didn't expect that it is so easy to please a man. Chang Mian is really a very emotional man, but he usually pretends to be too deep.
,ya...ya...ya...can't help but want to hum a song...
A scarf, a pair of gloves, a hat, red and festive colors, ok, give her another week, she promises to be able to get it done.