It wasn't until the man returned to the bedroom and the door was tightly closed that Zhien poked his head out from behind the suitcase with lingering fear.
After waiting for a while, after confirming that the man would not come out, the lingering fear on his face was gradually replaced by excitement. Isn't it too exciting?
Zhi En feels that she is now just like Hong Kong Yun Fat's senior, with a feeling of a thief. However, in the movie, her senior is stealing paintings, while she has other motives.
After waiting for a while and making sure that even the slightest movement in the bedroom disappeared, Zhien took off his backpack and put it next to him.
"Hey!" He lowered the suitcase in front of him with some difficulty, then slowly opened the zipper while rubbing his little hands with excitement on his face.
Just like opening a treasure box, he opened the suitcase with excitement, lowered his head and looked inside the suitcase. He saw clean clothes neatly arranged in the suitcase, exuding a faint fragrance of laundry detergent.
After hesitating for a moment, Zhien stretched out his little hand, picked out a white village shirt and put it in his arms.
Then he opened the backpack next to him and took out a gleaming needle and purple thread from his backpack.
This is what she learned from the Internet today. In order to let other women know that this man is the owner, many women usually embroider their own marks on the clothes that men often wear.
But compared to those on the Internet, which are blatantly embroidered in prominent places, Zhien’s neckline is open and ready to be embroidered on the back collar.
The careless men in this place generally won't notice it, but the so-called Busan senior will definitely notice that this is a woman's intuition.
But as the saying goes, ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel.
Even though she bought quite a lot of equipment, her appearance is exactly the same as what she saw online, and she imitated it well.
It's a pity that she is asked to play the guitar, she is a good player, but it is difficult for her to be a female celebrity.
At this time, Zhien was pricked by a small, inconspicuous iron needle in his hand, and burst into tears that he could not stop.
"Hmm~." Finally, after being pricked in the little hand, Zhien threw the white shirt in his hand into the suitcase in front of him and wiped away his tears in frustration.
This pouty and aggrieved little look is somewhat similar to that of Xiao Chengen. If people like "U Aina" see it, they will definitely feel heartbroken.
"Damn guy, it's just because of you..." After glaring unkindly in the direction of the bedroom, Zhien wiped away her tears again, and picked up the white shirt from the suitcase again in aggrieved manner, lowered her head and carefully picked up the white shirt.
She should be busy because giving up is not her style.
According to the original plan, she wanted to embroider a word from her name, but there were too many strokes, and she was really afraid of being pierced.
In the end, I had to settle for the next best thing and embroider the simplest letter "I", which is also the letter in my artist name.
"It's done, I am indeed very talented!" He opened his collar and looked at the work in his hand that changed from the letter "I" to "". Zhien nodded his head with satisfaction and began to boast to himself.
He looked so proud that he had completely forgotten how he was stabbed and cried just now.
After carefully folding the shirt and putting it into the suitcase, Zhien took out a bottle of women's perfume from the backpack on the side and lightly sprayed it twice before closing the suitcase and putting it upright with some difficulty.
Return to original position.
After cleaning up the traces he left around, and making sure nothing was missed, Zhien tiptoed towards the bedroom.
Now that she was here, she wanted to see if her daughter was covered with a quilt, and if she was pushed to the edge of the bed by the man and had the big bed to herself.
Thinking like this, Zhien unknowingly touched the door to the bedroom. He nervously put his little hand on the door handle and slowly opened the door.
In the imagination, the scene of a man curled up under the quilt and monopolizing the big bed, with his precious daughter hanging pitifully beside the bed, did not appear, or rather it was not that it did not appear, but it was completely the other way around.
At this time, I saw the man hanging pitifully beside the bed, sleeping quietly and sideways facing the direction of the little one.
As for my precious daughter, she occupies 80% of the big bed by herself. Her little body is covered with a warm eiderdown quilt, and her little hands and feet are all spread out. She is lying in the middle of the big bed, not to mention how domineering she is.
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Gently closing the door, Zhien slowly moved towards the bed, and soon came to the opposite side of the man. His smiling eyes kept wandering between the big and small people.
Just when Zhien couldn't help but bend down, put his little hands on the big bed, and quietly approached his precious daughter, wanting to kiss the little one's white, tender and cute little face.
I saw the little guy who was sleeping soundly with saliva suddenly opened his big round eyes. After looking innocently at the beautiful big eyes in front of him for a while, he seemed to finally recognize who the person in front of him was.
He opened his mouth and laughed.
"Shh~." When she saw that her precious daughter had woken up and smiled at herself, Zhien was very happy, but the man next to her was still there, so she hurriedly raised her finger and put it to her mouth, making a silent gesture.
gesture.
But how could little Chengen understand what her mother meant? She waved her little hands randomly and kept smiling at Zhien in front of her.
Although he still couldn't reach out his little hands for a hug skillfully, his wildly waving little hands still showed the little guy's intention.
"Shhhh~." Seeing his daughter getting more and more happy and begging for a hug, Zhien couldn't help but raise her head and steal a glance at the man opposite.
Maybe he just woke up and made milk before falling asleep. In addition, Chenghao didn't expect the little guy to wake up, because according to the little guy's biological clock, he can sleep peacefully for several hours, so he slept very deeply at this time.
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"Okay! Mom, I'll just hold you for a while." Seeing that Chenghao didn't respond, Zhien couldn't help it anymore. She climbed onto the bed carefully and came to the little guy's side. She gently picked up the little guy and walked toward him.
Sneaked out of the bedroom.
Just like that, after closing the bedroom door, Zhien happily hugged her milky-smelling daughter and ran towards the living room jumping.
After the mother and daughter played around on the sofa for a while, Zhien, a little out of breath, lifted the little one upright in his arms, picked up the remote control from the sofa nearby, and the older one and the younger one watched a silent movie.
Fortunately, little Chengen is indeed very obedient. As long as Chenghao or Zhien is present, and as long as he is not hungry or wronged, he will not cry.