It wasn't until the man returned to the bedroom, and the door was slammed shut, that Ji-eun poked his little head out from behind the suitcase.

Wait a while, after making sure that the man will not come out, the palpitations on the little face are gradually replaced by excitement, too exciting.

Zhien feels that her current self is the same as her predecessors in Hong Kong Runfa, with the feeling of a thief, but in the movie, her predecessors are stealing paintings, and she has other plans.

After waiting for a while, and making sure that even the sparse movement in the bedroom was gone, Zhien took off the backpack on his body and put it beside him.

"Hey!" With a little difficulty, he poured down the suitcase in front of him and flattened it, rubbing his little hands and slowly unzipping it with an excited face.

Just like opening a treasure chest, the little face excitedly opened the suitcase, looked down at the suitcase, and saw that the suitcase was neatly placed, and the clean clothes with a faint fragrance of laundry detergent were neatly placed.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhien directly stretched out his little hand and picked out a white village shirt from it and put it in his arms.

Then he opened the backpack next to him, and took out a needle and purple thread shining with cold light from his backpack.

This is what she learned on the Internet today, many women will embroider their own marks on the clothes that men often wear in order to let other women know that this man has a master.

However, unlike those blatant embroidery on the Internet, which is blatantly embroidered in an eye-catching place, Zhien has an open neckline, ready to be embroidered inside the back collar.

Careless men in this place don't usually find out, but the so-called Busan senpai will definitely find out, and it's a woman's intuition.

However, as the saying goes, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Don't look at the fact that she has bought quite a complete set of equipment, and her appearance is the same as what she saw on the Internet, imitating it.

It's a pity to let her play the guitar, she is a good hand, let her be a female celebrity, and it will be difficult for her.

At this time, Zhi'en was also pierced by the inconspicuous little iron needle in his hand, and the tears were swaying, and he couldn't stop it.

"Hmm~. Finally, after being stabbed in the little hand once, Zhien threw the white shirt in his hand into the suitcase in front of him, and wiped away his tears aggrievedly.

This aggrieved little appearance is somewhat similar to Xiao Chengen, if people see "U Aina", they will definitely be distressed to death.

"Damn it, it's because of you... After glaring at the direction of the bedroom with an unkind gaze, Zhien wiped a handful of tears, picked up the white shirt from the suitcase again, lowered her head and cautiously got busy again, it should be her style to give up.

According to the original plan, she was thinking of embroidering a word in her name, but there were too many strokes, and she was indeed a little scared.

In the end, he could only settle for the next best thing, and directly embroidered the simplest letter "I", which is also the letter in his artist name.

"Done, I'm really still very talented!" Stretching open the neckline and looking at the work in his hand that has quietly changed from the letter "I" to "/", Zhien nodded his little head with satisfaction, and boasted to himself.

A smug little look who completely forgot how he was pierced and cried just now.

Carefully folded the shirt and put it into the suitcase, Zhien took out a bottle of women's perfume from the backpack on the side, sprayed it lightly twice, and then closed the suitcase, and put the suitcase back in place with some difficulty.

After cleaning up the traces left by himself around him, and after making sure that nothing was missing, Ji-eun tiptoed and touched in the direction of the bedroom.

Now that she has come, she wants to see if her daughter has covered the quilt, whether she has been pitifully squeezed to the edge of the bed by the man, and she has the big bed by herself.

Thinking like this, Zhi'en unconsciously touched the bedroom door, put his little hand on the doorknob a little nervously, and slowly opened the bedroom door.

In the imagination, the scene of the man rolling up the quilt and monopolizing the big bed, and his precious girl hanging pitifully by the bed did not appear, or rather, it did not appear, but it was completely reversed.

At this time, the man was pitifully hanging on the side of the bed, and was sleeping quietly in the direction of the little one.

And his own baby girl occupies 80% of the area of the big bed alone, her small body is covered with a warm eiderdown quilt, and her little hands and feet are all open, lying in the middle of the big bed, not to mention how domineering she is.

Gently closing the door, Zhien slowly moved his steps towards the bedside, and soon came to the opposite side of the man, with smiling eyes, constantly wandering between the two of them.

Just when Zhien couldn't help bending down, propping his little hands on the big bed, quietly approaching his baby girl, wanting to kiss the little guy's white, tender and cute little face.

I saw that the little guy who was sleeping with saliva suddenly opened his big round eyes, and after looking 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, and opened his small mouth and laughed.

"Shh~. Seeing that her baby girl woke up and smiled at herself, although Zhien was very happy, but the man next to her was still there, she hurriedly put her finger to her mouth and made a silent gesture.

But how could Xiao Chengen understand what her mother meant, she waved her little hands indiscriminately and kept smiling at Zhien in front of her.

Although he can't skillfully stretch out his little hand to ask for a hug, the little hand that swings randomly still shows the meaning of the little guy.

"Shhh Seeing that his daughter was getting happier and happier and begging for a hug, Zhien couldn't help but look up and peek at the man opposite.

Maybe he just woke up and rushed to the milk before falling asleep, and Cheng Hao didn't expect the little guy to wake up, because according to the little guy's biological clock, he could sleep peacefully for a few hours, so he slept very deeply at this time.

"Okay, oh, mom will hug you for a while. Seeing that Chenghao didn't react, Zhien couldn't help it, carefully climbed into bed and came to the little guy's side, picked up the little guy lightly, and slipped out of the bedroom.

In this way, after closing the bedroom door, Zhi'en Meizi hugged her own milky girl, and ran towards the living room with a bouncing heart.

In this way, after the mother and daughter frolicked on the sofa for a while, Zhien was a little out of breath and held the little guy in his arms, picked up the remote control from the sofa on the side, and watched the silent movie like this.

Fortunately, Xiao Chengen is indeed very obedient, as long as Chenghao or Zhien is present, as long as he is not hungry or wronged, he will not cry.