Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 338 I will not let Ah Nuan suffer (1)
Although Dongnuan has been practicing needlework for more than a month, although she has mastered some methods in the process of exploration, her movements are still very slow, and she still pricks her hands, but not as much as when she first started Frequently only.

Si Jixia watched and saw that Dong Nuan had already pricked his hand for the third time, and finally couldn't help but say, "A Nuan, let me do it."

Seeing the blood spots on Dong Nuangu's fingertips, Si Jixia felt that the blood spots seemed to come from his heart, which made him feel distressed.

"No need." Dong Nuan rubbed the blood spot on his fingertips with his thumb, and refused without hesitation, "It will be ready soon, just a few stitches away, just sit safely."

Si Jixia wanted to say something more, but seeing Dong Nuangu's extremely serious appearance, he finally said nothing, just sat quietly beside her, quietly watching her sewing clothes for him.

Yes, it was sewn for him, because the color of these cloths was black and gray that he was used to.

Ah Nuan's female celebrity is so bad, so bad, it must have taken a long, long time to do this...

Si Jixia slowly moved his eyes to the cloths on the table, his eyes were soft and heavy, at this moment, Dong Nuangu stood up suddenly, and said with a smile: "Okay."

Dongnuan put the needle back on the ball of thread, shook the clothes that had already been sewn in his hand, and called Si Jixia with some excitement: "Ping An, hurry up and try it."

Si Jixia then turned his head to look at Dong Nuangu, seeing her slightly raised the completed clothes in her hands, her eyes were full of bright smiles, with unconcealable anticipation and excitement, not like in the usual days. She is as calm as a gentle breeze, but she is more like a little daughter-in-law who is easy to satisfy.

"Okay." Si Jixia also smiled softly, and slowly stood up.

Before Si Jixia could stand up straight, Dong Nuangu couldn't wait to take off his coat, and then put the dress she sewed on him.

Today, Si Jixia is used to exposing his empty right sleeve to Dong Nuan Gu's sight, and he is no longer nervous and uneasy at the beginning, and Dong Nuan Gu is no longer deliberately avoiding his right arm as before. Even if she touched Si Jixia's right shoulder or grabbed his right sleeve, she didn't have any strange reaction, and neither did Si Jixia.

In front of Dong Nuan Gu like this, Si Jixia often felt that he had a complete body, making him feel that he was no different from others, because in Dong Nuan Gu's eyes, he never seemed to be a crippled person.

And the current Si Jixia didn't say any more "I'll do it", so Dongnuan helped him put on his clothes, so he just raised his hand cooperatively so that she could put the sleeves on his arms, and the rest was left to him Dong Nuan Gu helped him organize.

After putting the clothes on Si Jixia, Dong Nuangu looked him up and down, back and forth, and said to himself, "The sleeves seem to be cut too long. It doesn't matter. Fortunately, they are long." It’s not too short, just don’t sew the sleeves again when I go in.”

"Well... the overall clothes seem to be a bit wider, so it shouldn't matter, Ping An will also gain weight, and he can still wear it when he gets fat." Dong Nuan took a step back, and suddenly walked forward again, tugging The hem of Si Jixia's clothes said, "Huh? It seems that the hem is stitched crookedly, and the length is a little different. It shouldn't matter. I also sewed a belt. When I tie the belt and tuck the clothes into the belt, it should be fine." gone."

Dong Nuan therefore talked to himself, neither asked Si Jixia's opinion nor listened to what he had to say, so he lifted the half-open burden on the stone bench and put it on the stone table, and rummaged through it for the belt she was talking about , but she didn't take out the belt, but took out a beige cotton shirt first, and compared it to Si Jixia with a smile, still comparing and saying: "Cotton is soft, I heard that cotton is suitable for wearing clothes." As an inner garment, it fits snugly and is comfortable.”

Dong Nuan just finished saying this, and she frowned suddenly, "It seems too small? Then try another one, I made two."

But when she took the second underwear out of the bag and gestured at Si Jixia, her eyebrows frowned even tighter, "It seems that this one is too small?"

"But it doesn't matter, the smaller one fits the body better, and it's warmer to wear in winter." Dong Nuan said to himself and nodded.

"..." Si Jixia never knew that his little wife had such a talkative side, like a little girl, a little silly, but very cute.

Still not waiting for Si Jixia to speak, Dong Nuan raised his head to stare at him, and said seriously: "Don't say it's not good-looking, don't dislike it, don't wear it."

Looking at her domineering bright eyes, Si Jixia was slightly taken aback, then smiled indulgently, and replied, "Okay."

Dong Nuan just smiled again, smiling with crooked brows and eyes, looking very happy, suddenly saw her eyes change slightly, and heard her say again: "Well, there is another small thing, that is, these needles, threads and cloth are I entrusted the people here to bring it for me first, I don’t have any money, so I temporarily owe it on credit, please remember to pay it safely, huh?”

When Dong Nuan Gu's words fell, she slightly opened her eyes and became quiet.

Because Si Jixia answered her question, but not with words, but——

Answer with a kiss.

At this time, Si Jixia lightly kissed Dong Nuangu's lips, blocking her seemingly unstoppable chatter.

Two crimson clouds instantly floated on Dongnuan's cheeks.

Only at this moment, a figure appeared in the bamboo forest.

Si Jixia's eyes turned cold, he raised his hand and lightly picked up the embroidery needle on the stone table beside him, and quickly threw it in the direction where a figure seemed to appear——

"Ding——" There was a slight sound, like the sound made by the thin needle thrown by Si Jixia nailing something hard.

Dong Nuangu's eyes sank slightly, and he turned his head to look at the place where the slight sound came from.

Into the eyes, there is a pair of eyes that seem to be hiding sadness, but it seems that they are trying their best to hide this sadness under the calm expression.

It was midnight, standing in the mottled bamboo shadow, looking in the direction of Maoting, slowly lowering the hand holding the sword.

The distance was not too close nor too far, so Dongnuan could clearly see a thin silver needle nailed to the hilt of Ziye's sword. It can be seen that Si Jixia did not show any mercy when he shot just now, let alone caring about the identity of the person who came. Who, if Ziye hadn't used a sword to block it, the thin needle might have penetrated into her body.

midnight?

Dong Nuangu's eyes became darker, and a chill also seeped into his eyes.

Ziye appeared, but just stopped outside the thatched pavilion, and did not enter the pavilion. Seeing Si Jixia's messy clothes, the hand holding the sword couldn't help shaking slightly, and then said softly: "You came back."

"Thank you, Pavilion Master, for taking care of my wife." Si Jixia didn't answer Ziye's words, as if what Ziye said had nothing to do with him, and he didn't care about his current attire, his face was cold, and his voice was also cold, but he was more polite It's just a kiss.

(End of this chapter)