Sweater?

Ji Mushen looked down at the loose rag-like 'sweater' in her hand, his eyes were stunned, and he suddenly brightened a little.

She just locked herself in the guest room and didn't come out for a long time, she was just weaving this thing?

Immediately after, a faint look of joy flashed across his grim face.

The next second, he stretched out his big hand and took the sweater in her hand.

Although the sweater is loose, it feels fluffy and soft to the touch, which is quite comfortable.

Ji Mushen hooked her thin lips, and when she lowered her eyes and was about to take a closer look at the sweater she had worked so hard to knit for a long time, what she saw was crooked lines, crooked necklines, and sleeves of different lengths.

The look of joy that had just brushed across the man's face disappeared in an instant.

He frowned, looked down at the extremely 'inferior' sweater in his hand, and his eyes suddenly became heavy.

He had never seen such a shoddy garment, and even felt that the rag used by the domestic servant was much more delicate than the sweater in his hand.

Thinking of this, his face immediately sank, and then he looked at the person in front of him with a little dissatisfaction, and a wave of unhappiness suddenly surged in his heart!

"Zhao Wanyi, are you going to perfunctory me with this kind of thing?"

Compared with the scarves she gave to the three brothers of the Zhao family, this sweater is not comparable at all.

She gave Zhao Muze a finely woven scarf, but gave him a sweater that was more garbage than a rag?

Seeing the man's disgusted face and began to be dissatisfied with her partiality again, Zhao Wanyi was also embarrassed, but she really had nothing to quibble.

"It's my first time knitting a sweater, and it's a bit lacking."

"But...... It took me a few days to knit this sweater, and it took me several times longer than the scarves I gave to my eldest brother and the three of them combined. She pursed her lips, and when she said this, she felt a little aggrieved.

If it weren't for the sake of calming his mood, she wouldn't have tossed herself so tired today, just to knit this sweater.

But it's also true that the sweater doesn't look as good as it could be.

After her words were finished, Ji Mushen pursed her lips and suddenly fell silent.

When she heard her say that it took several times longer for her to knit this sweater than it did to knit a scarf, the man's cold face was a little more surprised.

How many times more thought she put on him than she put on the three Zhao Muze brothers?

In other words, he is more important than Zhao Muze?

Thinking like this, the man's heart suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and his mood became happy.

Even the beggar-style sweater in his hand has become a lot more pleasing to the eye.

Zhao Wanyi didn't notice Ji Mushen's careful thoughts hidden under his cold face, she just thought that he really didn't like this sweater, so she proposed to him softly.

"But if you don't want it, then give me back this piece, I'll take it to my eldest brother, and then weave a better one for you." As he spoke, he reached for his sweater.

Although this sweater is ugly, the eldest brother will definitely like it.

Without waiting for Zhao Wanyi's hand to touch the sweater in Ji Mushen's hand, he raised his hand and raised the sweater a few points higher.

He is nearly 1.9 meters tall, and Zhao Wanyi is only more than 1.6 meters, and he can't reach it at all.

Just as she was speechless, the man's deep voice rang out.

"I didn't say no."

Hearing this, Zhao Wanyi looked at him with some surprise.

"Aren't you ugly?"

She also thought that he would just throw away such an ugly thing.

The man glanced at her with low eyes, then slightly hooked his thin lips and said.

"Although it's a little ugly, it's barely a rag."

There was a bit of banter in his eyes.

When a rag?

As soon as he heard him say that he was going to use the sweater she had worked so hard to knit as a rag, Zhao Wanyi was not good, and said anxiously.

"Ah...... What a pity, this wool thread is so expensive, why don't you give it back to me. ”

Although this woolen thread was paid for by Xia Xuan'er, it also cost a lot of money, and she felt distressed when such a good thing was used as a rag.

Besides, such a large sweater will be very heavy after absorbing water, and it is not suitable to be used as a rag.

As he spoke, Zhao Wanyi continued to reach for the sweater that was raised by him, but as soon as he stretched out his hand this time, he was grabbed by the man who raised his hand.

The hand that was already so sore that it couldn't be grabbed suddenly was grabbed, and Zhao Wanyi gasped in pain.

"Ahh......h

Her painful voice sounded, and the man's face, which was still a little playful, instantly became serious.

He frowned and looked at her beautiful white hand.

"What's going on?" There was a bit of nervousness in his deep voice.

"Knitted sweaters." Zhao Wanyi pursed her lips and took her hand back from his, with a little more aggrieved expression on her face.

In order to coax him, she worked hard to knit a sweater for so long, and in the end she was disgusted by him.

Her wife this season is too difficult to do.

Hearing her say this, the expression on Ji Mushen's face changed, and his gaze suddenly became complicated, looking at her well-maintained, white and soft hands.

A burst of distress suddenly floated in my heart!

She is different from him, she has been the daughter of the Zhao family since she was a child, and she has never suffered hardships or tiredness, but now she makes her hands like this in order to help him knit sweaters.

He stared down at her little face full of grievances for a moment, and then instantly felt distressed again.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly leaned down and hugged the little woman who was wronged in front of him.

Zhao Wanyi was startled, and when she reacted, the whole person had already fallen into his calm and steady arms.

She was slightly stunned, and looked up at the man in a little stunned.

Ji Mu pursed her thin lips deeply, hugged her with a stern expression and turned back to the bedroom.

All the way to the bedside, he leaned over and put her down.

Zhao Wanyi sat on the edge of the bed, a little confused for a while.

She only had a sore hand, but no injury to her foot......

After Ji Mushen put her down, he put the sweater in his hand aside, raised his hand to pick up the phone on the bedside, and pressed down the number of the maid's room on the first floor of the villa.

"What are you going to do......" Seeing this, Zhao Wanyi asked him suspiciously.

"Call a doctor." Ji Mushen said with a serious expression.

"No, I'm not hurt, just a night's rest." Zhao Wanyi hurriedly explained.

She's just using her hands too much, so it's too much of an exaggeration to call a doctor.

Besides, it's early in the morning, and it's not good to wake up the doctors.

"Are you sure?" Ji Mushen frowned, but looked at her uneasily.

A girl who can cry at the slightest pain, she is sure that she doesn't need to call a doctor.

"Hmm." Zhao Wanyi nodded lightly, then a smile appeared on her face, and then said jokingly.

Or...... You can help me knead it. As she spoke, she stretched out her aching hands......

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