Almost using Su Jin's own more than 20 years, he dragged out the household sewing machine he used to use to make clothes from a pile of miscellaneous items, blew off the layer of dust that fell on the box, and happily walked out of the utility room with it.

The sewing machine still looked new, so I put it in the place where I usually do my own work, and ran to another room to rummage through it, and finally found the box full of needlework scissors in the corner.

Dragging the fabric back from the fabric market that day, standing in front of Rong Jue sweating profusely, drilling around in the utility room, Su Jin had already become a big cat, and there were beads of sweat on his little face, which made Rong Jue laugh.

Gently wiping the ashes on Su Jin's face with his sleeve, his serious appearance of bowing his head made Su Jin a little obsessed, what is his identity, who is he, and who is the person who is waiting for him, full of doubts hovering in his mind, looking at him with a dull gaze.

"What the hell are you rummaging for, look at the sweat on your face."

Rong Jue smiled lowly, in the past few days by his side, he could see and perceive that he was spoiling himself, no matter what happened, he was spoiling himself in a spoiled way, he still regarded her Su Jin as Su Jinxiu who had forgotten the past.

Obviously, some men who mind living in their own homes are thinking about other women, but when they think about it, wasn't Qian Hao like this before?

Not only does he sometimes think about other women, but he also takes action to be with other women, so what does he have to care about!

Grabbing Rong Jue, who was wiping her sweat stains, looking at the stained clothes on Rong Jue's sleeves, Su Jin was almost about to cry without tears, she bought this dress so expensive!

actually asked Rong Jue to wipe his sweat stains, distressed, distressed and stuffed, heart jam!

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Open the sewing box and take out the soft ruler inside, "Come here, I'll measure the size for you, little girl, I'm not a rich second generation or an official second generation, I don't have so much money, Prince Rong, these clothes you wear are too expensive to buy, you can't dislike or mind if I make clothes for you, you have to wear it on your body to show me, do you understand?" ”

While surrounding Rong Jue to measure each size for him, while recording the numbers and nagging with him, Rong Jue was also very helpless, and promised repeatedly, "Okay, good, what you say is what, how can I not wear the clothes made of splendor." ”

After measuring the size, he took the cotton cloth placed in the bag and painted on it, and by the time Su Jin was done, it was already dark this day.

Mr. Rong, who had been with him all afternoon, was going into the kitchen at this time, rolling up his sleeves and washing the dishes.

Rubbing his somewhat sore neck, Su Jin ran to the kitchen to stand beside Rong Jue, took a tomato he had just washed and stuffed it into his mouth, took a big bite, and handed the side he didn't bite to Rong Jue's mouth.

"I'll teach you how to use an induction cooker tonight, there are so many high-tech things now, you have to learn it sooner or later......"

Eating the cold tomatoes, Su Jin smiled, and thought of some quirky thoughts.