It is a wool felt doll.

"Is this what you did?" Xia Yue took it and watched.

Xue nodded heavily and looked at her expectantly.

"You're doing a great job." Xia Yue complimented.

It's not hypocrisy, but it's really done well, and the corners are handled very carefully, which shows that it is done with heart.

Xue smiled a little shyly, then pointed to the doll and then pointed at Xia Yue, Xia Yue guessed: "This is me?" ”

Snow nodded.

Xia Yue took a closer look and found that the clothes of this wool felt doll were indeed a bit like the color of the clothes she had worn before, so she said, "Thank you Xue, I like it very much." ”

Xue couldn't speak, just looked at Xia Yue and smiled.

Xia Yue looked back and forth several times, and suddenly found that the corner of the wool felt was dark red, which looked like blood instead of dyeing, and she subconsciously looked at Xue's hand, and Xue hurriedly shrunk her hand in her sleeve to block Xia Yue's sight.

If you want to mold wool felt, you must poke it with a needle, otherwise the tightness is not tight enough and it will not be formed, so many novices will be poked by the needle if they don't pay attention to it, and Xia Yue also poked it several times when she did it for the first time before.

"Reach out and show me." Xia Yue said to the snow.

Xue hesitated for a while, and when she saw that Xia Yue's eyes didn't seem to be fake, she still stretched out her hand, and her white fingers were pricked in at least a dozen places, and because the needle didn't bleed much, the wound had long been closed and only brown needle points remained, which was extremely eye-catching.

"Does it hurt?" Xia Yue looked at the fact that so many small holes had been poked in such a pair of soft and boneless white fingers, to be honest, it was quite distressing.

It's like the lament that perfect things have been destroyed.

Snow pursed her lips and shook her head.

"Next time, be careful, don't hurt yourself." Xia Yue said softly.

Xue squinted her eyes and smiled, she really didn't feel pain, maybe because of those unbearable experiences before, her tolerance for pain was much higher than that of ordinary people, and she didn't feel any pain at all.

Although she was not afraid of pain, she still felt very happy to see Xia Yue worried about herself so much.

She felt that meeting Xia Yue was the happiest thing in her life.

If only I could meet her sooner, Xue thought.

Xia Yue returned the wool felt to Xue, who pushed Xia Yue into her arms, then took a few steps back and looked at her, "Ahhhh "A few times.

"You gave this to me?"

"Amount." Snow nodded.

"Thank you Snow, I love it."

——

In the evening, Changsheng came back and looked at Xue and didn't say anything, Xia Yue knew that there should be no problem with Xue, and his heart was a little relaxed.

After all, she brought it back, and she also had some sincerity in it, and she didn't want her to approach deliberately with other purposes, so she could breathe a sigh of relief since there was no problem now.

"There's nothing wrong with that, but you shouldn't be too close to her." Changsheng rubbed Xia Yue's legs as usual.

As the month gets older, the swelling of the body is also a little serious, and Changsheng often massages Xia Yue.

"It's not what you said, it's all women who aren't jealous?" Xia Yue leaned against the head of the bed and knitted socks with cashmere wool.

"That's what I said before, and now I regret it." Changsheng was still the same as before in front of Xia Yue, very naïve, "I saw you with her, and I was jealous." ”

"You give her back the hoo." Changsheng thought of the scene he saw when he finished eating, the dumb girl couldn't hold the chopsticks because her hand was pricked by a needle, her daughter-in-law rubbed her hands again, and she picked up vegetables for her, and held the dumb girl's hand to her lips and blew gently.

Changsheng couldn't help but be jealous. Baidu's latest chapter of "Pastoral Pets: Fools Ruthless and Domineering Literature" is the first time to read for free.