My girlfriend is only cute

Chapter 166
As the weather gets colder, so does dryness.

After letting go for a short while, Chi Yuluo's little hand became cold again, the fingers and knuckles were all red, and the skin was not as smooth as usual, and the texture was clearer.

Qin Shi rubbed the back of her hand with his evil thumb, Chi Yuluo snorted softly, squeezed his hand tightly, frowned and said, "Itchy!"

"Have you ever had chilblains before?"

After being warned, Qin Shie stopped touching her hand, because he had to pick something and might take it out at any time, so he didn't interlock his fingers and just held it normally.

The temperature of his palm was a little higher than that of her little hand. Whenever her little hand was not in his, he would put it in his pocket, and it would be very hot when he held her hand again.

"When I was in elementary school, I had babies almost every year. It's getting better now. What's wrong?"

"No, it's just because your knuckles are red." Qin Shi'e replied looking at her little face. She turned her head and picked up a red date and took a small bite.

She thought it was quite sweet, so she gave him most of the remaining dates. He opened his mouth to eat the red dates on her hand and asked casually, "What do you think it will be like when we get married in the future?"

"It's still early. You have to wait two years before I'm old enough."

Chi Yuluo picked the red dates and weighed them for the boss. She slipped her little hand into his big hand and felt her heart warm. She thought for a while and replied:

"I could imagine it before, but now I can't think of it."

"Why?" Qin Shi'e grabbed her little hand and put it into his coat pocket. Their fingers were entangled in a place where outsiders couldn't see. She liked to tickle his palm with her little finger.

"Is it because you are so happy now that you can't imagine what it would be like to be happier?"

After pondering for a moment, Chi Yuluo smiled: "Yes, what do you imagine it will be like after we get married?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Shie curled up the corners of his mouth calmly, as if Chi Yuluo's words were exactly what he wanted.

He pretended to be deep in thought, hummed for a few seconds, and said: "There are many scenes, such as getting up together in the morning and walking downstairs to buy breakfast, you playing the piano next to me while I am painting, and watching together in the quilt at night. Movies, using movies as background music to do bad things.”

"Actually, the last one is what you really think!" Chi Yuluo squeezed his fingers angrily, and then took out her little hand so that he wouldn't hold it as if she was running away.

"Do you not like it?"

"I like it. I'll like it even more if you can say it more beautifully and tactfully next time." Chi Yuluo said, taking the plastic bag handed over by the boss, and the two of them continued to browse other cardboard boxes in the store.

These scraps are indispensable for making rice cakes. On the one hand, it is personal taste, and on the other hand, it is beautiful.

It just so happened that Chi Yuluo liked things that looked good and had a strong sense of ceremony, while Qin Shie liked snacks like melon seeds and peanuts.

"There is another scene that I like quite a bit." Qin Shi'e continued, Chi Yuluo stood in front of the wooden shelves where nuts, winter melon candies, and dried sweet potatoes were placed, and took a look at him.

"what?"

"We cook together in the kitchen. I'm responsible for washing the dishes and you're responsible for cooking and plating."

Chi Yuluo paused for a moment and raised his brows.

What's going on? The kitchen is such a nice place, why is his imaginary picture so serious?
Just when he said that we were cooking in the kitchen together, a blockbuster martial arts movie was already playing in the girl's heart, okay?

"Gone?"

"Well, do you have anything else to add?" Qin Shi'e asked with one hand in his pocket and a few bags of things he just bought in the other, looking at her.

Chi Yuluo's pretty face turned red, she coughed twice, and shook her head like a rattle: "No, no, I don't know anything!"

"I can also cook, just wait and eat."

"No, you will spoil me rotten."

"What's wrong?"

Qin Shie had actually thought about what the little girl was thinking, but he didn't say it because it didn't fit his current purpose.

Seeing her like this, he was good at observing and guessed some clues.

He made a plan in his mind, hoping to wait for the next opportunity to tease her and consolidate his offensive power.

Classmate Luoluo, who is shy and easy to bully, please listen to the call and come to me again!

After purchasing the ingredients and ingredients needed to make rice cakes, the two returned to the street.It was noon, and the dazzling sunlight shone on them. They could see the tall buildings outside the bungalow from a distance. The roofs of the buildings were covered in white flowers like a failed photo.

Although the sunshine is strong, it has little warmth, which can be seen from the thick clothes wrapped around the bodies of passers-by.

It's just that weather like this can make people feel good whether it's warm or not.

Chi Yuluo also carried a transparent plastic bag filled with maltose, interlocked his fingers with his other hand, and hummed softly beside him. The girl's voice was like a wind chime, crisp and not sharp.

Even in this noisy environment, Qin Shi'e could hear it very clearly. Recalling the timid Luo Luo before, and looking at her now, he felt an indescribable feeling of excitement.

"Where to go next?"

"I want to go to the wholesale market, the same wholesale market where you took me to buy a gift for my aunt last time."

The singing stopped and Chi Yuluo replied, looking around with his big eyes, seemingly looking for the entrance to the wholesale market.

"what do you want to buy."

"It's fabric."

"Give it to my mother again?"

"No, this time it's for my own use."

Chen Xiuqin was an artistic girl when she was young. Now that she is old, she is passionate about textiles. She designs her own clothes and makes them by herself.

He has also established a slightly famous production workshop abroad, which can be said to perfectly combine work and interest. This is somewhat similar to Xu Sangning.

The first time Chi Yuluo heard Qin Shi'e tell her about her aunt's favorite things, she felt an urge to learn from her future mother-in-law.

"When my aunt came yesterday, she gave me a sewing machine, the kind that often appears in old movies, where you put the cloth underneath and click." Chi Yuluo described.

Qin Shi'e understood. It turned out that all the things his mother had rummaged through at home had been brought to the noodle shop.

"So you just want to make clothes?"

"Yes, I felt it was so interesting when I knitted a scarf for you last time." Chi Yuluo raised the corners of her mouth when she spoke. She really liked it.

There was wind blowing in front of her, her hair was flying, and the girl's eyes seemed to be shining. Qin Shi'e couldn't take his eyes away from her face for a while and asked, "What kind of clothes do you want to wear?"

"It's the dress type, more gorgeous, suitable for grand occasions."

The girl likes rituals, so this answer is natural, but she has other ideas. She continued: "There are also daily clothes for you and the baby."

Baby?

Qin Shie was stunned for a moment, then asked tentatively: "Baby, do you mean our child?"

"Yes." Chi Yuluo nodded innocently.

Qin Shie laughed out loud, "Just now at the market, you said it was too early for us to get married, and now you are thinking about the baby?"

"If I think about it and it's not illegal, I want to make you pajamas and T-shirts. I also want to make jackets, but I don't think it's necessary."

"Okay, then before the baby is born, use me as a fitting model." Qin Shi'e said.

Hearing the word 'model', Chi Yuluo was overjoyed at first, then seemed to think of something, but didn't think much about it, so he replied: "Set a small goal, my husband's first T-shirt in spring, I will make it myself Make it!”

"You are now studying painting, playing the piano and making clothes. Are you busy enough?"

"I'm too busy, but I'll try my best." She whispered, leaning against his arm, raising her little face, and said with a smile: "After all, my husband knows everything, I can't embarrass you, I need to learn more skills. .”

Qin Shi felt as sick as a deer, a blush appeared on his face, and he looked away shyly.

Swap offensive and defensive positions or something.

It doesn't seem to work either.

(End of this chapter)