Chapter 162: Iron Man Tenderness

She lightly thrust the key into the keyhole, turned it twice, and slammed the doorโ€”

With a loud bang, Ms. Yi walked into the study with her mobile phone in a menacing manner, and then saw ......

Mr. Lang, who is 180 tall and has an aura of 2.8 meters, sat upright at the desk, holding two rods and needles in his hands, and a strand of pink wool wrapped around his fingertips, looking at her with a confused expression.

Looking at his sluggish appearance, he was probably frightened.

Ms. Yi: "......"

Lang Yan: "......"

Lang Qiao: "......"

The family stared wide-eyed, and after a minute of eerily silence, there was a 'click', and the rod needle in Mr. Lang's hand fell off.

Facing the complicated eyes of his wife and children, he didn't even dare to pick it up, so he could only rub his hands awkwardly and explain with a pale face: "It's not as ...... as you think."

Ms. Yi never thought that her husband, who has been a straight man of steel for most of his life, would have the biggest hobby in his life ...... Knitting a scarf?

What's even more outrageous is that he has more than just the two tools in his hand.

All kinds of crochet rods and needles of different lengths and thicknesses are neatly arranged on the desk, and there are many colorful square pieces of fabric next to them.

Each piece uses a different technique and pattern, and there is a hand-drawn weaving diagram pasted on the back, which is outrageously fine.

Ms. Yi: "......" Maybe that's love.

What could she do? She could only take a deep breath and silently brainwash herself in her heart: he is still very manly when he doesn't knit a scarf, and he is still very manly when he doesn't knit a scarf......

Then she put her fingertips on Mr. Lang's lips, and said with a bitter face: "Don't say it, I understand." โ€

Mr. Lang's pale face was about to turn into emotion, when he heard her swear: "Don't worry, even if I know that you have such a tender little habit, I will not dislike you in person." โ€

"It means disgust behind the scenes." Lang Qiao secretly poked and poked her father as a human translator across the network cable.

It's okay that she didn't speak, and as soon as she spoke, Mr. Lang remembered the culprit.

In order to prove his innocence, he took out his mobile phone and began to show Ms. Yi the chat history, and said that he bought so many kinds of needles and yarns just to study the effect of the thickness of needles and yarns on the same pattern.

And those weaving pieces and weaving methods were all planned to be packed and sent to Lang Qiao.

Science and engineering man + obsessive-compulsive disorder, he is so meticulous in doing things.

Although weaving scarves is really addictive......

After Ms. Yi listened, she raised her eyebrows and said, "It's all for Qiaoqiao, are you sure?" โ€

She reached out and picked up the half-finished product on the ground, shook it in front of his eyes, and said, "Who is this for?" โ€

There are all small boxy pieces of fabric on the table, and only this one is a scarf in the true sense.

Although it is not long enough, it is already beginning to take shape, and what is even more intriguing is ...... The color is also her favorite girly pink.

When she asked with her head tilted like this, Mr. Lang's expression, who had been stiffening his face, collapsed for a moment, and even the roots of his ears involuntarily warmed up, and he coughed lightly twice in embarrassment: "For you." โ€

He had thought of surprise her at Christmas, but he didn't expect that the plan had been shattered before it was even finished.

And secretly knitting a scarf for his wife was caught red-handed or something...... It's too much of a shame!

Ms. Yi has never been ashamed, and she pecked him in the face with a burst of joy: "Thank you, I like it very much." โ€

Lang Yan, who was forced to stuff a mouthful of dog food, coughed lightly twice, and said with a blank face: "There are still children here, can you pay attention?" โ€

As soon as the child was mentioned, Ms. Yi suddenly discovered Huadian, and said with a puzzled face: "Then the question is, why did Qiaoqiao, a tomboy who couldn't even sew clothes since he was a child, suddenly learn to knit scarves?" โ€

Lang Yan hit the nail on the head, and opened his mouth to say: "Who is she weaving for?" โ€

Suddenly Cue's Lang Qiao: "......" Sorry to disturb me.

She reached out and hung up the video.

[Lang ใฎ temptation: Good night Dad, good night Mom, good night brother, I'm going to sleep. ใ€‘

Immediately after that, she saw a system prompt: You have been kicked out of the group chat by Ms. Yi is a superstar.

Lang Qiao: "......"

You don't need to look at her to know that Ms. Yi is starting a family meeting behind her back.

It depends on how sensitive she and Lang Yan are to gossip...... Lang Qiao felt that the matter between her and Ji Shaoyi might not be able to be hidden.

Sure enough, five minutes later, Lang Qiao was pulled back into the group chat.

And as soon as he entered the group, he faced a wave of bombardment from his family.

[Ms. Yi is a super star: Qiaoqiao, tell your mother honestly, are you in love? ใ€‘

[It's a wolf: a man and a woman? Straight and bent? ใ€‘

The words were all said by the two of them, and Mr. Lang thought for a long time and said something silently.

[Mr. Lang is Qiao Qiao's father: he can't even do something as simple as knitting a scarf? Need you to come? ใ€‘

didn't need Lang Qiao to open his mouth, he had already been dissed by his wife and children in turn.

[Ms. Yi is a super star: isn't it okay for everyone to be as tough and tender, full of manual skills, and shameless as you? @้ƒŽๅ…ˆ็”Ÿๆ˜ฏไน”ไน”็ˆธ]

[It's a wolf: Dad, it's over when you see it, hold back your talk. @้ƒŽๅ…ˆ็”Ÿๆ˜ฏไน”ไน”็ˆธ]

Mr. Lang: "......"

Lang Qiao thought about Ji Shaoyi's shortcomings in addition to his brain, and there seemed to be nothing he couldn't do, so he simply admitted it directly.

[Lang ใฎ temptation: yes. ใ€‘

This simple 'um' word is like a drop of water accidentally falling into the oil pot, which instantly exploded Ms. Yi's burning gossip desire, making her turn into a groundhog spirit in seconds.

[Ms. Yi and Super Star: Ahhh What does it look like? Do you have a photo? Where is the young man's house? What do your parents do? Did he chase you or did you chase him? When will I take it home and see it? Or if you have time someday, your mother can go to your school to look for you......]

Ms. Yi watched Lang Qiao grow up from childhood to adulthood, and her biggest worry was that she would not find a partner when she grew up.

After all, not everyone is as brave as her and dares to challenge the straight man of steel!

After a series of standard questions of seven aunts and eight aunts were thrown out, she also made a small expression with her hands folded.

[Ms. Yi is a super star: Thank God, our Lao Lang's family finally has a daughter-in-law! ] ใ€‘

As soon as she said this, Lang Yan slowly typed a string of question marks.

[It's a wolf:??? What the hell is a daughter-in-law? Do you have any misconceptions about her gender? It's better to count on me than to expect her to bring you a daughter-in-law, just like her straight man of steel, maybe one day she will be angry and run away. ใ€‘

[Ms. Yi is a super star: pull it down, just dress like a pheasant every day, maybe one day you will run away with the little gay, and the water spilled by the married daughter, don't expect it. ใ€‘ใ€‚

Lang Yan: "...... ......