Xia Xiaonuan hurriedly took the towel, dipped it in cold water, and diligently helped him wipe his face clean.

Nangong Yaoling's face softened a little.

At this moment, Nangong Yaoling's eyes were on the bag on the side.

The ball of yarn inside immediately attracted him.

Nangong Yaoling picked up a ball of wool.

"Xia Xiaonuan...... You...... You're not going to knit me a sweater, are you?" he looked surprised.

Xia Xiaonuan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly put the towel down.

He took the thread from his hand and said, "You think too much...... I don't know how to knit sweaters at all!"

Nangong Yaoling's eyes darkened: "Then what are you buying wool for?" he asked curiously.

"Hmm......" Xia Xiaonuan said with some embarrassment: "Although I can't knit sweaters, I can knit scarves......"

"Really?" Nangong Yaoling looked at her with a flash of joy in her eyes, suppressed the excitement in her chest, and deliberately calmly asked, "Do you really want to weave a scarf for me?"

"It's knitting ...... for the baby"

The expression on Nangong Yaoling's face froze.

"Xia Xiaonuan, the baby is so small, it's almost the same when you knit a cotton back for him!" he turned around angrily and walked to the window.

Sure enough, with a baby, his status also plummeted. Not even half of the baby's!

She bought shoes for the baby and knitted a scarf. Didn't take him seriously at all.

Xia Xiaonuan looked at his angry back, smiled, walked behind him, and gently wrapped around his waist.

"Alright...... I'll tease you, knit for the baby, and knit for you!

Nangong Yaoling's cold face gradually eased. But he stiffened and said, "No!"

“……”

"It should be knitted for me, and knitted for the baby!" Nangong Yaoling clasped her hand and said stubbornly.

Xia Xiaonuan: "......"

"I've never seen a jealousy with an unborn baby!" Xia Xiaonuan said with a smile.

Nangong Yaoling turned around, grabbed her hand, and asked her to hug his waist again.

"Little Warmth...... I'm going to be the one you love the most...... Do you understand?" he said, staring at her.

Xia Xiaonuan smiled: "You are a person, why are you so domineering!"

"I'm just domineering, I want your heart, and I only put me in the most important position...... In the future, no one can surpass my place in your heart! Not even the baby!"

Xia Xiaonuan tilted her head, thought of something, and asked with a smile: "Then am I in the most important position in your heart?"

"Of course!" Nangong Yaoling replied without thinking.

Xia Xiaonuan's body stiffened.

She couldn't help but tease: "That...... Me and Qiqi, who is the most important in your heart?"

Nangong Yaoling was stunned by her question.

"Damn!" he snorted.

"What's wrong?"

"If you don't mention her, I forgot that there is this person!" Nangong Yaoling said with a twisted eyebrow.

Xia Xiaonuan smiled and pressed her face to his chest.

Listen to his heartbeat, so close, so loud.

Entangled with her heartbeat, like a bell that is long and long.

A little bit, penetrating people's hearts.

Under the sun, the figures of the two snuggling and hugging are stretched on the floor little by little.

******

For three days in a row, Xia Xiaonuan was weaving that red lace.

Nangong Yaoling sat on the bed, sometimes reading some faxed texts, sometimes working on the computer.

Xia Xiaonuan sat on the bed next to him, weaving seriously.

Because the thread of lace is relatively thin, it is more difficult to weave, but fortunately, it is not very thick, so it only took three days to weave.