Mrs. Wen's wealthy daily life

Chapter 1246 She Is A Pig

As a result, he has abandoned her now.

Han Ning felt that he was very sorry for her.

There is also a bit of sympathy for Fan Wenwen.

"She's pitiful?" Cheng Zhu raised his voice: "Tell me, do you still think about her?"

"No." He simply felt sorry for her.

It was she who was sorry for him.

"It's her fault anyway, you know?"

Cheng Zhu wanted to tell Han Ning what Fan Wenwen had done.

But she knew that Han Ning would not believe it.

In fact, he was able to take this step, which surprised her.

Forget it, let's go step by step.

"So, you are lying on the same bed again now?" Xia Xiangnuan asked.

"No."

Because when he came back, he said something wrong, so she let him sleep next to him.

Thinking of Han Ning's stinky face, Cheng Zhu laughed uncontrollably.

"Is he so obedient?"

"I think it's more of a forced thing that he can't do."

Maybe it was because she was afraid of crying.

Well, actually he was nice to her.

The resentment towards Han Ning in Cheng Zhu's heart disappeared.

"How's the baby in your belly?" Cheng Zhu's tone was envious.

She also wants a baby.

But in terms of her and Han Ning's current situation.

Having a baby will only be an illegitimate child.

She would never allow that to happen.

"It's not noisy recently, it's much better than before." Xia Xiangnuan yawned.

"Are you sleepy again? Are you a pig?"

"I don't know why, I'm very lethargic." Xia Xiangnuan was helpless.

She herself suspected that she had become a pig.

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, you can go to sleep."

With her belly getting bigger day by day, Xia Xiangnuan started buying clothes for the baby.

Buy half for boys and half for girls.

Today, when she was shopping for clothes, she saw balls of wool, and the idea of ​​knitting clothes for the baby came to her mind, so she bought a lot of balls of wool and went home.

Then I downloaded a video on the Internet and started self-study.

It's a pity that she overestimated her hands-on ability.

After studying all night, I didn't learn not to say anything, and I got the wool all over the floor.

Xia Xiangnuan: "..." Could she be a waste?

As soon as Wen Muyang opened the door, a ball of wool rolled to his feet.

There were balls of thread beside the bed and on the ground. He suspected that he had entered the wrong room.

"What is this for?" Wen Muyang picked up wool as he walked in.

"It's nothing." Xia Xiangnuan would never say such a shameful thing.

Said to make him laugh?
"Want to knit? Knit for me?"

"If you want to dream, wash up and sleep quickly."

"You haven't knitted anything for me before." Wen Muyang was upset.

"Do you want this?" Xia Xiangnuan raised his hand.

The stitches on the top are uneven, some have them, and some don't.

How ugly it is.

"It looks good." Unexpectedly, Wen Muyang said this after watching it for a while.

"Are you blind?" Xia Xiangnuan looked at the things in his hand for a long time.

Nothing can match good looks.

"It looks good no matter what comes out of your hand."

Xia Xiangnuan: "..." That's fine, let's give up communicating.

"Help me pack these things up." Xia Xiangnuan collapsed on the bed, full of frustration.

"You don't need to do these things." Wen Muyang picked up the balls of thread and threw them on the chair.

Let someone clean it up tomorrow.

"Don't you think it is a particularly fulfilling thing to let my children wear the clothes I wove by myself?"

And that was her love for him.

"Actually, letting my husband wear the clothes I wove by myself also gives me a sense of accomplishment."

(End of this chapter)