Yan Ye took the glass jar and took a look.

This should be something that little girls like more.

"This is something you used to have?" Yan Ye thought it was incredible.

What she used to have, she had with her?

"Yes! I often packed the contents of my suitcase and didn't expect to find this. This is my dad's old birthday, and I folded it for him. I don't know how to get into my suitcase. It was my stepmother who packed my luggage for me, probably because she threw it in. ”

Lian Xinying thought about it for a while just now.

When Jian Wanrong packed her luggage, she must have done it in her room.

Well, this glass jar may have been in her room at the time.

"Hmm. I didn't expect you to be ingenious since you were a child. Yan Ye opened the lid and took out a small paper crane from inside.

The size of a paper crane is about the size of Yan Ye's thumb.

"Of course!" After pulling Yan Ye to the sofa and sitting down, he showed him the dresses he designed for his daughter and son, "What do you think?" ”

"It's pretty good, just do what you draw." Yan Ye looked at his daughter's small dress and was very satisfied.

It is a small strap.

Because in June, it's already summer.

"Well, I can sew my daughter's clothes by myself, and let others do ours and my son's."

"Hmm. Yingying, next time on my birthday, you can also fold a jar of paper cranes for me. Yan Ye was a little jealous.

Looking at this jar of delicate paper cranes, thinking that she folded them one by one, I felt that this gift was heavier.

This kind of gift is more worthy of collection than spending money to buy.

"Oh, then I'll start folding tomorrow, and I'll be idle anyway."

"Hmm." The reason why Yan Ye said what he said just now was to enrich Lianxinying's life.

In the last month, I am afraid that Lianxin Yinghui will think about the pain of giving birth from time to time.

Folding thousands of paper cranes every day probably makes her a little less cranky.

The thousand paper cranes that Lian Xinying once gave to Lian Jie were finally placed on the bedside table where Lian Xinying slept in the bedroom.

Lianxinying can be seen at any time.

Because the wedding date has been set, Yan Ye still wants to hold the wedding on time on the announced date.

So after he took a shower, he went into the study and asked the wedding company for some requests and his own ideas.

After listening to Lian Xinying for a while, he was hugged back to the bedroom by Yan Ye.

After laying her flat on the bed, Yan Ye sat on the edge of the bed, put a big palm on her stomach gently, and said in a low voice: "Yingying, you can tell me if you have any requirements for the wedding." ”

She looked too serious listening to the sidelines just now.

"I don't have any requirements, just wear the dress I designed." Lian Xinying's face was calm without desire, and after the calm, it was deep, "Yan Ye, you don't know how much I want to help you, this is our wedding, but you have to worry about it alone......"

Yan Ye's eyes were a little hot by her sensational words: "Yingying, I can't help you give birth to a child, so I can only work a little harder in other aspects, so that you don't have to worry about the future." ”

Lian Xinying's expression suddenly became solemn, and he couldn't help laughing and easing the atmosphere: "Who said you didn't help when you gave birth?" Without you, I wouldn't have been able to conceive a child! ”

A simple sentence, provoked infinite reverie.

Yan Ye didn't dare to touch her body now, for fear of causing her contractions and premature birth.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)