Looking at Park Ji-yeon, who ran away with a wicked smile, Hyun Eun-jing, who had stopped practicing, walked up to Luo Yuci with a little blush, and looked at him timidly, before she could speak, Luo Yuci knew what she wanted to say.

"Don't care what the little dinosaur said, she just took a little revenge for not letting her eat pudding, and after the massage, how about I teach you to weave dolls?" Luo Yuci took out the materials that Xian Enjing had brought over just now from the drawer, put them in his hand and shook them.

"Okay, Yu Ci, you can still needlework?" As soon as Xian Enjing heard this, she immediately stopped being entangled, she has been worrying about weaving dolls for the past few days, and her own hand work is not very good, and because she wants to surprise Xiaomin, she can't ask other sisters, so she can only secretly watch the video to learn, but after watching it for several days, she still doesn't know anything.

"Of course, since I was a child, I was taking care of Nuna, and I needed to sew clothes when they were broken or something, so I learned some by myself." Luo Yuci got up from the chair, turned off the lights in the practice room, and walked towards the elevator with Xian Enjing.

"Yu Ci, are you really a boy?"

In the elevator, Luo Yuci, who pressed the button, was amused by Xian Enjing's words.

"Why do you say that? Am I feminine? And angry, do you have any misunderstanding of gender? ”

"No~, I just think Yuci you are too careful, and I have never seen a boy who can do needlework since I was a child." Xian Enjing naturally knew that Luo Yuci said that she had a misunderstanding of gender because she asked him last time if she looked like a girl, but this somewhat disgusted tone made her stunned for a moment, was she coquettish?

However, seeing that Luo Yuci didn't notice this, Xian Enjing also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"A large part of the reason why you haven't seen it is that machismo is more prevalent here in the peninsula, and the family naturally doesn't let boys touch these things, but I think it's silly to rely on this kind of thing to distinguish between men and women." Luo Yuci actually explained it in a serious way, which Xian Enjing didn't expect, but after all, she grew up in this environment, and it was not easy to echo anything.

"Come in, don't be inhibited, it's not the first time you've come." Luo Yuci pushed open the door, took off his blazer, hung it on the hanger at the door, and beckoned Xian Enjing to come in.

"Similthmida (excuses me)."

Xian Enjing, who came in later, still whispered a word to disturb, and looked at Luo Yuci who went to pour water, and she also went straight to the sofa in the living room and sat down.

"That, Yu Ci, can you teach me hand-made today? Pressing the leg and so on will be pressing, okay? Looking at Xian Enjing, who was looking at him with a cute face, Luo Yuci could only nod in agreement, anyway, Xian Enjing's legs have almost eased in the past few days.

After putting the water cup in his hand on the coffee table, Luo Yuci sat cross-legged opposite Xian Enjing: "Nuna, you weave first, and I'll tell you when you make a mistake." ”

"Well, it's okay, Yuci, don't laugh at me." Before his hand moved, Xian Enjing's face began to rise red clouds under Luo Yuci's gaze.

Luo Yuci nodded with a smile, his right elbow was propped up on the armrest of the sofa, his palm supported his head, and he quietly watched Xian Enjing start the most basic preparation - threading the needle.

It's just that this seems to be a little difficult for Xian Enjing, I saw Xian Enjing first twist the thread in her right hand, and then pick up the embroidery needle with her left hand, and slowly lean her two hands in the middle, but the thread always seems to be unable to pass through, once, twice, and the third time Xian Enjing breathed a sigh of relief, raised her hand and brushed her long hair that was a little in the way behind her back.

Quietly looking up at Luo Yuci, Xian Enjing found that he was still looking at himself with his arms propped up, but the smile on his face was a little weird, spoiled? Or is it admiring a little girl who is in a hurry? It's clear that he is his anger.

Feeling Luo Yuci's gaze, Xian Enjing was ready to try again, I don't know if it was because of Luo Yuci's gaze, her heart gradually became nervous, and her hands trembled slightly, and this fourth time naturally ended in failure.

"Poof."

A light smile came into Xian Enjing's ears, making her originally reddish pretty face directly red, and her red lips opened slightly, giving out a sneer at the boy: "Yuci, you, you said you wouldn't laugh at me." ”

"I don't mean to laugh at you, but angry at you, the thread is not worn like this, you better put the thread in your mouth first, like this."

Luo Yuci straightened up and leaned in front of Xian Enjing, held her right hand, raised it in front of herself, put the thread in her mouth and took it in her mouth, and then fixed Xian Enjing's left hand holding the embroidery needle with her other hand, slowly moved her right hand, and smoothly passed the thread through the needlehole.

"Look, it's easy, you don't have to be so nervous, and it's easy to break up with the end of the thread by hand, and now that the thread is threaded, you can start knitting the doll." Luo Yuci let go of Xian Enjing's hand and smiled at Xian Enjing, who was stunned by the needle in his hand.

"Why is it so easy for you?"

Facing Xian Enjing, who asked questions, Luo Yuci covered her mouth with her palm, and her face glanced to the side, how could this anger be so cute?

"I'll go to the refrigerator first to see if there's anything to eat, then you can refuel first." Luo Yuci still decided to leave first to calm down his mood, this year, Ah Wei will not live long.

Xian Enjing nodded, took the short plush cloth on the coffee table, and prepared to sew it according to the style he had in mind, but there was a little accident.

Luo Yuci, who was holding a white paper paintbrush in one hand and jelly in the other, just walked to the living room, and heard Xian Enjing exhale in pain, this kind of voice Luo Yuci had heard many times, only to see him walk to Xian Enjing's side a little helplessly, put the things in his hand on the coffee table, skillfully pulled the injured index finger of her left hand, put it in his mouth and took it, and after he remembered, this is not Pu Suyan!

Xian Enjing also looked at Luo Yuci who was coherent in her movements, and couldn't say a word, not that she didn't want to say it, but she didn't have a chance to say it!

The two of them fell into a stillness, and Luo Yuci also reacted quickly, taking the cold jelly he had just put down and applying it to Xian Enjing's fingers.

"Anger, anger can be stopped quickly, the bleeding can be stopped, yes, I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person for a while."

"No, it's okay, when my mom's hand was injured, my dad did the same to stop the bleeding for her." Xian Enjing shyly covered her fingers and said something in a glutinous tone that made the atmosphere even more weird.