This night, I slept very well. How down-to-earth, during this period, Long Jingze came up and called her to get up several times to eat something, but she didn't wake up.

Later, I slept until night and woke up naturally.

Holding his hungry stomach, he went downstairs to find something to eat.

When she got off the ground, her legs were a little weak, she hadn't eaten for a day, and she was very weak now.

Dressed in plush pajamas, groping his way to the kitchen, Qingyuan looked empty.

Basically, at night, it's like this, and the maid is generally not allowed to go out at night.

Wandering alone for a long time, what about Long Jingze? Where did he go? Why didn't you see him?

When he came to the kitchen, there was still a warm lamp on in one of the pots, and Shang Qian walked over and opened the lid. A fragrant smell of rice porridge made her swallow her saliva unconsciously.

The smell of rice made her even hungrier.

Finding the bowl and filling it with a large bowl of porridge, Shang Qian carried it to the sofa with the fireplace before.

Sit on it and drink beautifully.

When a bowl of porridge was about to bottom, someone suddenly grabbed his back.

Smelling the familiar scent, she didn't have to turn her head, she knew who was coming.

"Husband?"

"Well, do you like this porridge?"

"Delicious! Did you do it? ”

"yes, it was done in the afternoon, but I haven't been able to wake you up, lazy pig. Then I'll keep it warm all the time, waiting for you to wake up and drink it. ”

"Haha, thank you husband, mua!"

Shang Qian drank porridge and asked her the question she was most concerned about, "Husband, how long can you last this vacation?" ”

During this time, he stayed by her side for a long time.

"It's okay to stay with you back to the door."

"Back to the door, in three days?"

"Hmm."

After drinking a bowl of porridge, Shang Qian put the bowl in the dishwasher.

As soon as she woke up, Shang Qian didn't want to go to bed so early, so she took her painting tools and went to the place where she usually painted.

When he has time, Shang Qian wants to draw the parent-child clothes first, and then give them to a trustworthy person to make ready-to-wear.

Because later, when the school opens, she has to be busy with classes every day, and she is afraid that she will not have time to draw these.

Long Jingze saw that Shang Qian was not in the direction of going back to the bedroom, hugged her, and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Well, when I go to the place where I usually paint, I want to design a parent-child outfit and give it to Yuyu's children when they are born."

"Are you going to start painting tonight?" In such a hurry?

"It's not like I can't sleep tonight, and I just have time, so let's think about it first."

"Go ahead." With a peck on Shang Qian's lips, Long Jingze patted her head.

Shang Qian entered his usual studio, and recalled in his head the dressing style that Yao Yu and Feng Su usually liked.

Her design can be leaned on in this direction, and it can be regarded as a favorite.

The fabric of children's clothes should be exquisite, especially for newborn babies, the fabric should not be too hard, and it should be as soft as possible.

Many parents will buy the baby's clothes before the child is born, wash them first, wash them softly, and wash them old.

Such clothes are worn on the baby's body so that it does not hurt his skin.

Shang Qian was thinking that if she didn't have time, she would make her godson's or goddaughter's clothes and wash them. Feng Su and Yao Yu's can wait.

Sitting alone in the room, I looked up some comfort designs on several brands of baby clothes on the Internet, and learned from the above experience.

The reason why I want to find it on the Internet is because Shang Qian makes very few of these children's clothes, and basically makes adult clothes.