Chapter 93, distressed

   What Shen Yijia admires most is that Song Jingchen has made all the ingenuity of her drawings, not to mention, since there is no teacher to improve it.

   So this is the old saying that it’s not a family, don’t enter a family.

   However, Song Jingchen now mostly carves some ornaments, which are almost full of wooden boxes.

   Shen Yijia walked behind Song Jingchen and he didn't notice it.

   She stuck out a small head and followed Song Jingchen's line of sight, it was just a few dirty monkeys: "What are you looking at?"

  Song Jingchen tilted his head and glanced at Shen Yijia, and said calmly: "It's nothing, I haven't seen such a mother for a long time, I think it's pretty good."

   I still remember that he was naughty when he was a child, and Li was often so angry with her.

   Shen Yijia seemed to understand but didn't understand, and didn't delve into it.

   took two steps back and stood up straight, took out his purse and handed it to Song Jingchen: "Dangdangdang, for you."

  Song Jingchen looked down, the corners of his mouth twitched.

  It turned out that I was hiding in Li's room these days just to prepare this. I was just about to say something to tease her when I noticed the needle eye on her finger, reached out to grasp it, stroked it gently, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

  Shen Yijia only felt a numbness in her hand, she curled her fingers unnaturally, and said indifferently, "It doesn't hurt anymore, it just hurts for a while when I just pierce it, and I don't feel it right away."

   But how many times was this tied?

  Song Jingchen sighed and pulled Shen Yijia to the side of the collapse to let her sit down.

   Pulled out the wound medicine from the cabinet, applied a thin layer to Shen Yijia's five fingers, then picked up the purse that was on the side and said, "I only have this one, and don't do this again in the future."

   Ignoring the abnormal heartbeat again, Shen Yijia nodded obediently, she thought so too.

   Seeing Song Jingchen staring at the purse, Shen Yijia asked proudly, "Can you see what the embroidery is?"

  Song Jingchen: "..." This made him a little embarrassed.

   Meeting Shen Yijia's bright eyes, Song Jingchen said with difficulty: "Fire stick."

  Shen Yijia: "...It's bamboo, don't you think it looks like it? There are bamboo knots on it."

   If you didn’t say it, I thought it was sticky dust, and I wanted to praise a vivid…

  Shen Yijia: Bamboo

   Shen Yijia was beaten badly, struggling to repeat her explanation to Li: "This bamboo is still small, so it doesn't grow leaves."

  Song Jingchen: "…"

   He really didn't want to hit Shen Yijia, so he looked at the embroidered pattern on the purse again, and nodded seriously: "It's very similar to what you say."

  Shen Yijia: Although you say that, I still don't feel very happy.

   Thinking about getting the purse back, Song Jingchen seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and she just stretched out her hand.

  Song Jingchen had already put his purse in his arms.

  Shen Yijia: On the surface, he is disgusted, but the body is quite honest.

   Consciously lost face, Shen Yijia turned over the hosta she bought last time.

   I didn't send it before because I didn't find a good time at first, and then I forgot it for a while.

   "This is the gift I gave you, the one just now... um, just for fun."

  Song Jingchen glanced at her and reached out to take it.

   I could see at a glance that it wouldn't be cheap. I remembered that Shen Yijia bought gifts for everyone when she came back from the sale of the prey that day, but she didn't buy anything.

  Song Jingchen suddenly felt uncomfortable.

   At first, Shen Yijia followed them because she didn't want to go back to Shen's house. Now that she can live better by herself, why didn't she leave.

   Don't you think they are a drag?

   Ask for a recommendation ticket (whisper)

  

  

   (end of this chapter)

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