Jiang Zhiluo's breath was suffocated, and her heartbeat suddenly increased a few times.

He looks like this inadvertently, and he has a thrilling sense of beauty.

Jiang Zhiluo hurriedly lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling violently.

She settled down and said, "That, the cloth I bought before hasn't had time to make clothes, I'll measure your size." ”

Cui Hejin looked at her and looked down at her, smiled as if she was smiling, and said in a low and lazy voice: "Okay." ”

Listening to the voice, I felt that he seemed to be extremely good-tempered.

Jiang Zhiluo secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

She picked up the rope next to her and walked towards Cui Hejin.

Cui Hejin motionless let her approach.

The moment she got closer, Jiang Zhiluo could smell the cold dark fragrance on his body, which was faintly refreshing, but it could also be intoxicating.

Jiang Zhiluo lowered her head and didn't look up at Cui Hejian.

After coming to him, Jiang Zhiluo said in a low voice, "You raise your arm." ”

Choi did not move.

Jiang Zhiluo reflexively looked up at him, and saw his eyes, which seemed to hide the luster of the moonlight, bright and clear.

Jiang Zhiluo felt that her heart was about to be swallowed.

"You ......"

Cui Hejin stretched out her hand gently, and Jiang Zhiluo's heartbeat throbbed uncontrollably.

He thought he was going to do something, but he just gently removed a little blade of grass from her hair.

Looking at the grass in Cui Hejian's hand, she thought that it might have been accidentally obtained when preparing firewood.

Cui Hejin sighed lightly, and his ghostly eyes became warm, "Fool, you are busy like this, do you still have time to make clothes?" ”

Cui Hejin wanted her to rest.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "You can take the time to do it." ”

Cui Hejin said softly: "I still have clothes to wear, so I don't have to make clothes." ”

Choi knows that making clothes is extremely hard.

After coming to Donghe Village, his mother also wanted to learn to make clothes, but she didn't make clothes even when she pricked her fingers.

Cui Hejin knew that it was extremely difficult to make clothes, but he didn't want Jiang Zhiluo to do this.

He looked down at the calluses on the tips of her fingers and didn't say anything more.

Jiang Zhiluo didn't understand Cui Hejin's thoughts, so she only spoke: "But this is cotton, it will be very comfortable to wear." ”

"The previous ones you used to wear were all burlap clothes."

Although the burlap was worn on him, he also looked noble, but Jiang Zhiluo still wanted him to wear cotton clothes.

Cui Hejin smiled elegantly and said, "It's all right." ”

For him, Donghe Village is not a place that can pay so much attention to it.

Jiang Zhiluo looked at the faint and cold smile in his eyes, and only felt that he had hidden all his thoughts in his heart, as if it was difficult for anyone to really enter his heart.

Seeing Cui Hejin's insistence, Jiang Zhiluo didn't force it.

What he doesn't like, even if she is good for him, she doesn't want to force him to accept it.

Jiang Zhiluo put away the rope and said, "Then you can rest first, I made chili meat sauce, a little spicy, you can taste it." ”

"Okay."

Jiang Zhiluo scooped a little chili meat sauce and put it in a bowl, and then handed Cui Hejin a pair of clean chopsticks for him to taste.

The dishes, chopsticks and spoons at home are made of wood, and although they are simple, they are cleaned up every day.

Jiang Zhiluo herself likes to be clean, and so does Cui Hejian.

And Mrs. Cui also has the habit of loving cleanliness, and the house will be cleaned twice a day.

Cui Hejin looked at Jiang Zhiluo's expectant look, took a little with chopsticks and put it in her mouth to taste it, nodded and said, "Well, it's very good." ”

"You don't think it's spicy."

"Slightly spicy, acceptable."

Jiang Zhiluo breathed a sigh of relief, the taste was good.

Since Choi can accept this kind of spiciness, most of them will not feel very spicy when they eat it, and they can also accept this taste.

If you don't put chili peppers, you won't have that taste.

It is still necessary to season it with chili peppers to make it more delicious.

After Cui Hejin put down the book, he went to the yard to chop wood.

Looking at Cui Hejin's figure, Jiang Zhiluo wanted him to rest, and knew that persuasion was useless.

She knows that there are many fires at home, and it takes a lot of firewood to set up a stall to do business, so every day Cui Hejin either goes to the mountains to chop firewood or chop firewood to ensure that the firewood at home is enough.

Although there was chili meat sauce, Jiang Zhiluo still made two dishes.

In the evening, the three of them sat at the table and ate steamed buns with chili meat sauce.

Mrs. Cui and Jiang Zhiluo eat like this, and Cui Hejin eats steamed buns and vegetables.

After eating dinner and washing up, Jiang Zhiluo went back to the room and began to cut clothes and make clothes, she first made a set of clothes for Mrs. Cui.

It will be more comfortable to wear cotton clothes.

Making clothes under pine oil candles at night, the sight is not always very good.

Jiang Zhiluo may be a little sleepy, and accidentally pierced her hand with a needle, which hurt a little, "Ah! ”

"What's wrong?" Cui Hejin instantly got up and grabbed Jiang Zhiluo's hand.

Seeing a little blood blister on her hand, his face changed.

He hurried to find spare medicine at home.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "It's okay, I just accidentally pricked it." ”

Cui Hejin said in a low voice: "I pricked it and bleed." ”

Jiang Zhiluo felt that just a little bit of blood would be fine immediately.

But Cui Hejin seemed to be very worried, and carefully cleaned Jiang Zhiluo and bandaged it with medicine.

His movements were very light and gentle, for fear of hurting Jiang Zhiluo.

While bandaging, he asked softly, "Does it hurt?" ”

Cui Hejin's voice is low and hoarse, and it can inadvertently touch people's heartstrings.

Jiang Zhiluo originally wanted to say that it didn't hurt.

But this body is still very sensitive to pain.

It does hurt a little.

The main thing is that she was just sleepy and distracted so hard that it pierced a little deep.

Jiang Zhiluo seemed to think of something, a light and charming color flashed under her eyes, and she said softly: "Brother, my fingers hurt so much." ”

One brother, and another sound that hurt so much, Cui Hejin's eyes trembled fiercely.

Cui Hejian's fingers were lighter, "Don't make clothes." ”

Looking at Cui Hejin's subtle reaction, Jiang Zhiluo felt a hint of sweetness in her heart.

As everyone knows, at this time, her tone and voice are the same as coquettishness.

Delicate and delicate, extremely lethal.

Jiang Zhiluo said softly: "But I want to do it, I want to make clothes." ”

Cui Hejin's picturesque eyebrows were twisted slightly, "Obedient, my hands hurt." ”

"What happens if I don't obey?"

Cui Hejin stretched out a hand and pinched his eyebrows with a little headache.

After bandaging Jiang Zhiluo, he looked at her deeply and said, "Where you want to sew, I'll sew." ”

Jiang Zhiluo was completely surprised.

No, is he going to help her sew clothes?

Jiang Zhiluo couldn't help but look at Cui Hejian's hand.

His hands are as slender as jade, with distinct joints, white and beautiful.

In the age of technology, this is a pair of hands playing the piano.

Here, these hands are so perfect and delicate that they should also be used to hold a pen and write.

She couldn't help but think of some scenes from her previous life.

Her heart throbbed, she slightly suppressed her expression, covered the emotions in her eyes, and said, "How can I be willing to let my brother help me sew clothes." ”

(End of chapter)