"Hmm." Duan Feng answered, lowered his head and took another bite of the steamed bun.

He may be really hungry, a steamed bun, and he will eat it quickly.

Seeing this, Wan Run handed him the other one in his hand.

Duan Feng was not polite, and reached out to take it.

When he was eating steamed buns, Wanrun couldn't help but take a few more looks.

He eats quickly, but doesn't seem to gobble up, and his movements are even a little graceful.

By the time the two of them returned to the living room, the steamed buns in Duan Feng's hand had just finished eating.

Wan Run brought him a cup of tea, "Brother Duan, dry steamed buns, moisten your throat." ”

"Hmm." Duan Feng answered and stretched out his hand to take it.

Looking at his thick and long eyelashes hanging down when he drank tea, Wanrun was stunned.

She found out last time, he has long eyelashes.

Duan Feng finished drinking the tea, raised his head, and saw Wanrun staring at him, he paused and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Wan Run came back to her senses, feeling a sense of embarrassment that she had been caught, and hurriedly shook her head, "It's okay." ”

When Duan Feng heard this, he didn't think much about it, put down the cup, and asked with concern, "Are you still used to living in this village?" ”

"Well, get used to it." Wan Run nodded.

Speaking of her Zhuangzi, her eyes lit up, "I like life here very much." ”

Without outsiders to disturb her, her life is quiet, and she can enjoy the tranquility and beauty of this world as she wants.

Looking at her eyebrows, the corners of Duan Feng's lips hooked, "That's good." ”

"By the way, if you're okay in the afternoon, let's go to the back mountain, okay?" Wan Run invited.

Duan Feng nodded mildly, "Hmm." ”

Wan Run was happy, but when he thought of something, his eyes fell on the armor on his body.

It should be inconvenient to go to the mountains and wear such heavy armor.

At this time, Butterfly brought in the dishes prepared by the cook.

"Brother Duan, you can eat by yourself, I have something to do, I'll come back later." Wan Run got up and said.

Duan Feng thought she was in a hurry, so he didn't ask more, "Okay." ”

Wan Run came out of the living room, went back to the house, and then took out a robe from the cage.

This robe was made by Wanrun some time ago, and it was only a few stitches away from the cuffs.

She took the needle and thread, sat on the edge of the bed and sewed it.

Not long after, Butterfly Ye walked in, and when she saw that she was closing her cuffs, her face was clear, "The robe that Miss made for Master Duan can be given out today." ”

Being teased by her, Wan Run blushed and explained: "I'm going to Houshan with Brother Duan in a while, it's inconvenient for him to wear armor, and it just so happens that this shirt can come in handy." ”

Butterfly Ye smiled and said, "Lord Duan gave you a comb made by himself, and you gave Master Duan a robe made by himself, which is really suitable." ”

Wanrun: "......"

But to be honest, if it weren't for Duan Feng giving her a handmade comb, this robe, she would have been ready to put it on hold.

Because she hopes that the relationship between the two will just go with the flow.

But he gave her a comb, and she suddenly felt in her heart that she didn't need to deliberately avoid it, even if she pierced this layer of window paper, it didn't matter.

It just so happens that with this robe, you can try what kind of attitude Duan Feng has towards her.

After taking the scissors and cutting off the thread, she shook her robe and looked at it.

Butterfly Ye praised on the side: "My young lady is capable, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, not to mention proficient in everything, even needlework, is so good."

The clothes made of this are even better than those made by the embroidery lady in the embroidery workshop. ”

Wan Run couldn't cry or laugh, "Only you think I'm doing a good job." ”

"Master Duan must also think it looks good." Butterfly said firmly.

Wan Run glanced at her and didn't speak again.

It was estimated that Duan Feng had finished eating, and then she hugged her robe and returned to the living room.

When she passed, Duan Feng had indeed finished eating, and the next person also cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks.

"Is the food still to your liking?" Wan Run asked.

"Hmm." Duan Feng's voice answered in a low voice, and his gaze fell on the shirt she was holding.

Wan Run paused and handed over the shirt in his hand, "It's not appropriate to wear armor to the mountain, there is just a shirt here, Brother Duan can go and try it on." ”

Duan Feng stretched out his hand to take it, and was about to unfold it to take a look, but heard Wan Run say, "You try, I'll go out first." ”

Then before he could say anything, she had already run out.

Duan Feng was stunned for a moment, and slowly unfolded his robe.

The material of this robe is very new, it is pleasant to the touch, and it is obviously new.

But in Wanrun's Zhuangzi, except for a few family members, there are no men, why are there men's robes?

He was a smart man, and he vaguely understood it when he looked at the fine stitches in his robe.

This robe...... It was Wanrun who made it for him himself.

Realizing this, his heart throbbed.

He is the old son of his parents, and his mother passed away when he was still very young, so he grew up to such a big age, and the clothes he wore were all made of embroidery by his mother.

Today, a girl made a robe for him with her own hands, and his heart was warm and touched, and the emotions that he suppressed suddenly couldn't be suppressed.

Wan Run stood outside the house, a little nervous.

Although she gave the robe to Duan Feng, she was suddenly a little worried that it was not suitable, or that Duan Feng would not like it.

Just as he was worried, the man's long figure walked out of the hall, and then stood on the steps with a long body, looking at her dark eyes, dyed with a smile.

Wan Run was stunned, and her eyes fell on the royal blue robe on his body.

He wore the robe just right, and he looked very good in it, so that his facial features became soft, and his skin was as fair as jade, and he was unusually handsome.

"The clothes fit well." Duan Feng walked down the stairs, his voice warm and modest.

Wan Run came back to his senses, and while he was relieved, he didn't dare to look into his eyes, and his voice stammered a little: "It's good to fit and fit." ”

"I love it." Duan Feng paused, and suddenly said in a low voice.

Wan Run was stunned for a moment, and raised her eyes to look at him, "You...... Just like it. ”

"Good work." Duan Feng said with a smile.

Wan Run shook her head, "It's not hard......" Before the words fell, she said in surprise, "You know...... Did I do it? ”

"You didn't do it?" Duan Feng asked rhetorically.

Wan Run pursed her lips and was silent for a while, then nodded in acknowledgement, "I did it." ”

Duan Feng paused, and suddenly raised his hand and touched her head, "Thank you." ”

Wan Run was stunned, looked at him blankly, and stammered: "No, no thanks, didn't you give me a comb too......"

Duan Feng was stunned for a moment, "That comb ......"

"I know you sharpened the comb with your own hands." Wan Run blinked, and suddenly calmed down, "I...... I also like it. ”

With that, she held her breath and looked at him.

When she said this, was she telling him in disguise what she meant for him?

How will he respond?

Thinking of this, her heart became nervous, and her curled eyelashes trembled endlessly.

Duan Feng looked at her long eyelashes that vibrated like butterfly wings, a touch of tenderness flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly reached out to hold her hand, "Let's go." ”

"Where are you going?" Wan Run was stunned.

"Didn't you say you were going to the back mountain?" Duan Feng lowered his eyes to look at her.

Wan Run looked down at the hand he was holding, paused, and finally lifted his lips and smiled, "Hmm." ”

Sorry everyone, there may be a change later, if not, it will be tomorrow.

(End of chapter)