Mo Wei Yi hurried back to the upstairs room, turned left and right to find the sewing box, and happily took it back to the small study on the first floor.

In order not to be seen by the parents, they hid behind them mysteriously, which made them sneak in.

In order to avoid someone coming in suddenly, the first thing she did was to lock the door.

When she locked it, she looked back at the person in the sofa and blushed instantly.

Two young men and girls who have just grown up live in the same room and lock the door. Although they know it's just to sew a button for him, why are they so hot and confused?

Looking at someone again, even though the shirt was scratched by her, several buttons were dropped, and he still sat upright, which did not affect his noble temperament.

Just a look, Mo Wei Yi heart tip straight quiver, the face shows a little scared expression.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't mean to. I brought the needle and thread. I'll sew it for you."

Mo Wei Yi did not dare to look into his eyes when he spoke. His eyes crossed his open collar, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

All year round, she is a full face control and hand control.

Just after I met him, I felt that any male star would be dim, which could not be compared with him at all.

Shuai, Shuai!

"Well." Xiao Yulin answered with a light voice, and he agreed.

Mo Wei Yi comes forward with a needle and thread box, trembling at every step.

She was not sure what she could sew.

Usually, when the buttons of clothes fall off, it's the mother's help to solve them. Her work in that front is really the first time.

On second thought, the first time will be dedicated to him, some inexplicable joy in the bottom of my heart.

When she came to him, she was really at a loss. For a long time, she took a chair and sat down in front of him.

Then I opened the sewing box in a hurry, took out the white thread from the inside and cut a piece of white thread from the top.

The whole process seems to be very simple. When she is actually operating, it's hard to say.

The thread on the whole spool has become a ball. It's hard to find a thread end.

The result is more anxious more panic, more panic more chaos, big sweat drops from the forehead to fall.

Just as Mo Wei was about to cry, his voice sounded like the sound of nature on his head.

He said, "give it to me. I'll try."

Mo Wei Yi bit his lips, blushed with embarrassment and thick neck. He shook his hand holding the spool, and finally chose to deliver it to him.

His hands are really good-looking, not only long, but also white, which makes her envious and hateful.

How could someone grow such a pair of beautiful hands?

It's said that good-looking hands are suitable for playing the piano, but in Mo Wei's view, playing the piano with both hands is a waste, and he should do nothing, which is most suitable for collection.

Staring at his fingers and eyes shining, Mo Wei Yi swallowed a mouthful of saliva again and handed the spool to his palm.

The moment the spool fell into his hand, Mo Wei Yi's heart was also in his hand.

That feeling is so wonderful that it can't be described by language at all.

Happy at the bottom of my heart, the expression on my face is naturally different. If I sip my lips secretly, it will be like a flower.

Next, the spool that she had wound into a ball was in his hand. It was like magic. It was untied little by little, with no effort at all.

Mo Wei Yi stares at her big eyes and takes a deep breath. "Are you too fierce?"