Min Rui felt dizzy for a while, grabbed the unlined garment, walked out of Qin Wuyan's bedroom, and went to Min Huizhu's bedroom. The furnishings in Min Huizhu's bedroom were gorgeous, but the bed and chairs were littered with gorgeous clothes. For clothes, Min Rui opened the door of the cupboard, found a piece of unlined clothing, and compared the size with the unlined garment in his hand, the two unlined garments were indeed the same size...

Min Rui pinched the unlined garment in his hands, his shoulders trembling with anger.



Qin Wuyan came in through the open window, a faint oil lamp was still burning inside, Zhuang Xiaoyu had finished washing, holding the soles in her hands, sitting on the bed and dozing off.

Hearing the movement, he immediately opened his eyes.

Qin Wuyan closed the window smoothly, came to the bed, stroked her face, and smiled softly at her: "It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"

"I'm waiting for you." Zhuang Xiaoyu sat up, took out the unfinished soles, and gestured: "Put your feet out, and I'll make you a pair of cloth shoes for summer."

Qin Wuyan obediently put her feet on the bed, stretched out his hand to hold her fingers, looked at them one by one, and said with distress: "Don't make shoes for me in the future, I am now the deputy commander of the Min Mansion, I can get wages and can afford shoes, socks and clothes.”

"Those bought things, how can the materials I made by myself be better?" Zhuang Xiaoyu leaned into his arms: "I went to the cloth shop to pick out these materials myself, but my stitches are not very good, and I was talking to the nurse. Learn from Yu Sui.

Since I can't cook three meals a day for you, I hope you can wear the clothes, shoes and socks I made, and you will think of me when you see them..."

Qin Wuyan wrapped his fingertips around Zhuang Xiaoyu's hanging hair, "Even if I don't wear these, I can always think of you, no matter what I am doing, I will always think of you."

Even when he was with Min Huizhu, he only felt a little when he thought of Zhuang Xiaoyu.

Thinking of Min Huizhu, his stomach was churning again, and he wanted to vomit, but he suppressed it.

Qin Wuyan looked at Zhuang Xiaoyu, as if there was a corner missing in his heart, and only when she lay in his arms could the missing part be filled.

Qin Wuyan raised Zhuang Xiaoyu's exquisite chin: "Xiao Yu, give me a baby, no matter what happens, I will take good care of him and raise him."

child?

It's not that Zhuang Xiaoyu never thought about giving birth to Qin Wuyan's child. At that time, she even imagined that if she had Qin Wuyan's child, would her father agree to her marriage with Qin Wuyan.

But looking at the current situation, Zhuang Xiaoyu can see through it. It is impossible for her father to tolerate her being with Qin Wuyan in this life.

Zhuang Xiaoyu remained silent, Qin Wuyan's heart was in a mess.

The man's wet kiss slipped from the corner of her lips to her earlobe, "Xiao Yu, don't you want our child?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu was confused, she closed her eyes and panted: "I want to, but..."

"There's nothing wrong with it." Qin Wuyan pushed her down on the quilt: "You just need to get pregnant and give birth, and leave the rest to me."

The night is like ink dyed, and the spring is infinitely good!

At dawn, Qin Wuyan looked at the sleeping Zhuang Xiaoyu, kissed the corner of her lips, sat up and was about to get dressed, when Zhuang Xiaoyu woke up.

"Ayan." Zhuang Xiaoyu looked at him distressedly: "It's too tiring to run around like this every day. If you don't have time to come here in the future, you don't have to come here..."

"You won't miss me?" Qin Wuyan turned around and looked at her.