Fake show is real: Wrong Love Bo Liang Chief

Qin Jing sat in the hall for a long time before Wen Jili came down from upstairs, his slightly cold body was slowly warmed by the central air conditioner in the room.

"What is this?" Qin Jing put down the water glass, took the clothes from Wen Jili, she flipped it left and right, ignoring the price and workmanship, it was a very ordinary shirt.

He sat down beside him and took the shirt, "Don't remember?"

Qin Jing looked at him suspiciously. There was a soft light in his eyes, as if he was watching her affectionately. Qin Jing lowered his head and thought for a while, his mouth opened slightly in shock. She looked at the shirt and quickly pulled it away. Turn the button-down side of the shirt toward you.

Her heart was pounding, the second button of this dress was indeed missing, but she recognized the other few. [

"Isn't this the shirt I mended in Leyi District?" She muttered in surprise.

Wen Jili replied with a nasal snort, stretched out his right hand, and spread it out in front of Qin Jing's eyes. In his warm and delicate palm lay a button with horizontal stripes, which was in stark contrast to the color of his ruddy and lustrous palm.

First of all, he was extremely surprised. He never thought that she only said something so softly in Leyi Community, but he actually took her words seriously, and kept the dropped button hidden all the time.

All the sourness in her heart disappeared the moment she saw this button, leaving only a soft numb touch. After a long time, she buried her face in the shirt, and her shoulders shook slightly as she couldn't stop laughing.

[I heard that the second button on the shirt is the closest to the heart. Some people think that if you get this button, you get the heart of the shirt owner.This second button, you should ask your loved one to mend it. 】

Half a year ago, when she finished mending the shirt for him and returned it to him, she said something to him. At that time, he was a little surprised, then just took the shirt indifferently, put it on, without saying a word .

Half a year later, he presented this dress with one button missing in front of her again. The button that symbolized a heart was spread out in his palm and handed to her in front of her.

This man has never been exaggerated or ostentatious. When he doesn't love her, he is really convincing, he doesn't say a single lie, and what he does is cruel and indifferent.

But if he has you in his heart, he will do things without any affectation. For example, now he can calmly hand over the button that symbolizes a heart to you.

Qin Jing still laughed so that his shoulders shrugged, and he pinched one side of the shirt with his hands to cover her face, but he couldn't stop his uncontrollable laughter. Wen Jili curled his lips and curved his lips into a gentle smile.

"Okay, enough laughing." He propped her shoulders to remove her small face from the shirt, pushed the sewing box on the coffee table, and opened his palm again to reveal the buttons with horizontal stripes.

Qin Jing pursed his lips, cleared his throat hummingly, took the button from Wen Jili's palm with a proud face, and hummed.

"Look how pitiful you are, and no one is willing to mend your clothes after half a year, so I'll do what I can to mend them for you! Otherwise, you'll turn into a little cabbage, how pitiful your clothes are!"

He patted her head with his hands, "Go ahead!"

Qin Jing stuck out his tongue mischievously at him, picked up the sewing box on the coffee table, picked out a suitable color, and threaded the needle with a serious look and meticulous movements.

He sat beside her, put his hands around her waist and put Qin Jing in front of her belly, and let her lean on his arms to mend the shirt that had been missing buttons for half a year.

Looking sideways at her with a smile at the corner of her mouth, her brows and eyes softly sewed clothes for him, his cold elegance and handsomeness also became soft, he kissed her side face, she only glanced sideways, and looked back at the buttons again.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass, you can see the big trees outside being swayed by the wind, which is extremely cold and bleak. Inside, under the temperature control of the central air conditioner, it is as warm as a song.