The e-sports god has fallen again

Chapter 162 Tie Han Tenderness
She lightly inserted the key into the lock, turned it twice, and then pushed the door hard——

Accompanied by a loud bang, Ms. Yi walked into the study aggressively holding her mobile phone, and then saw...

Mr. Lang, who is [-] tall and has an aura of [-] meters, is sitting upright at the desk, holding two stick needles in his hands, and a strand of pink wool wrapped around his fingertips, looking at her in bewilderment.

Judging by his sluggish look, he must have been quite frightened.

Ms. Yi: "..."

Lang Yan: "..."

Lang Qiao: "..."

The whole family stared at each other, and after a minute of weird silence, the needle fell from Mr. Lang's hand with a 'click'.

Facing the complicated eyes of his wife and children, he didn't even dare to pick it up. He could only rub his hands in embarrassment, and explained with a pale face: "It's not what you think..."

Ms. Yi never expected that her husband, who has been a straight man for most of his life, would have the greatest hobby in his life... knitting scarves?

What's even more outrageous is that his crime tools are more than the two in his hand.

All kinds of crochet needles of different lengths and thicknesses are neatly arranged in a row on the desk, and there are many colorful square knitting pieces beside them.

Each piece of weaving uses different techniques and patterns, and there is a hand-painted weaving diagram on the back, which is outrageously detailed.

Ms. Yi: "..." Maybe this is love.

What can she do?She could only take a deep breath, and silently brainwashed herself in her heart: he is still very manly when he is not knitting a scarf, he is still very manly when he is not knitting a scarf...

Then she touched Mr. Lang's lips with her fingertips, and said bitterly, "Stop talking, I understand everything."

Mr. Lang's pale face was about to turn into emotion when she heard her vow: "Don't worry, even if I know that you have such a small habit of being a tough man and tender, I won't dislike you in person."

"It means you hate it behind your back." Lang Qiao secretly acted as a human translator for her father through the network cable.

It's good that she didn't speak, but the moment she spoke, Mr. Lang remembered the culprit.

In order to prove his innocence, he took out his mobile phone and began to show Ms. Yi the chat records, and said that he bought so many kinds of needles and wool just to study the influence of the thickness of needles and wool on the same pattern.

And those weaving pieces and weaving methods were all he planned to pack and send to Lang Qiao.

A man of science and engineering + obsessive-compulsive disorder, he is so meticulous in doing things.

While knitting scarves can be really addictive…

After hearing this, Ms. Yi raised her eyebrows and said, "It's all for Qiao Qiao, are you sure?"

She reached out and picked up the semi-finished product on the ground, shook it in front of his eyes and said, "Who is this for?"

On the table are all small square woven pieces, only this one is a scarf in the true sense.

Although it is not long enough, it has already begun to take shape, and what is more intriguing is... the color is also her favorite girly pink.

When she asked with her head tilted like this, Mr. Lang, who had been sullenly, collapsed for a moment, and even the roots of his ears became hot involuntarily. He coughed twice in embarrassment, "For you."

He originally thought of giving her a surprise at Christmas, but he didn't expect the plan to be broken before it was finished.

And being caught on the spot knitting a scarf for my wife... It's too shameful!

Ms. Yi has never been ashamed, and she pecked him on the face in a ecstasy: "Thank you, I like it very much."

Lang Yan, who was forcefully stuffed with dog food, coughed twice, and said blankly: "There are still children here, can you be more careful?"

As soon as the child was mentioned, Ms. Yi suddenly noticed Huadian, and said with a puzzled look: "Then the question is, why did Qiao Qiao, a tomboy who couldn't even sew clothes since childhood, suddenly learn to weave scarves?"

Lang Yan even hit the nail on the head, opening his mouth and saying, "Who did she weave for?"

Lang Qiao from Cue suddenly said: "..." Sorry for interrupting.

She reached out and hung up the video.

[Lang's Temptation: Good night dad, good night mom, good night brother, I'm going to bed. 】

Immediately afterwards, she saw a system prompt: You have been kicked out of the group chat by Ms. Yi, who is a super star.

Lang Qiao: "..."

No need to look at her to know that Ms. Yi started a family meeting behind her back.

Depending on how sensitive she and Lang Yan are to gossip... Lang Qiao feels that she and Ji Shaoyi may not be able to hide their affairs.

Sure enough, 5 minutes later, Lang Qiao was brought back to the group chat.

And as soon as he entered the group, he faced a wave of family bombardments.

[Ms. Yi is a super star: Jojo, tell mom the truth, are you in a relationship? 】

[It's Lang Yan: Male or female?Straight or curved? 】

Let the two of them talk, Mr. Lang thought for a long time, and said something silently.

[Mr. Lang is Qiao Qiao's father: He doesn't even know how to knit a scarf?Do you still need to come? 】

Lang Qiao didn't even need to speak, he had already been dissed by his wife and children in turn.

[Ms. Yi is a super star: Isn't everyone as tough and tender as you, with full manual skills and no shame, okay? @Mr. Lang is Qiao Qiao’s father]

[It's a wolf Yan: Dad, you're done watching, hold back your words. @Mr. Lang is Qiao Qiao’s father]

Mr. Lang: "..."

Lang Qiao thought about Ji Shaoyi's lack of brains and other shortcomings, and seemed to have nothing to show for it, so he simply admitted it.

[Lang's Temptation: Yes. 】

This simple word 'um', like a drop of water accidentally dropped into a frying pan, instantly aroused Ms. Yi's raging desire to gossip, turning her into a groundhog in seconds.

[Ms. Yi and Super star: AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhWhat does it look like?Do you have a photo?Where is the boy's house?What kind of work do parents do?Did he chase you or did you chase him?When are you going to take it home to have a look?Or someday when you have time, it’s okay for your mother to come to your school to find you...]

Ms. Yi watched Lang Qiao helplessly from childhood to adulthood, and what worried her most was that she would not be able to find a partner when she grew up.

After all, not everyone is as brave as her and dares to challenge the straight man of steel!

After throwing out a series of standard questions in the style of seven aunts and eight aunts, she even made a small emoji with her hands clasped together.

[Ms. Yi is a super star: Thank God, our Lao Lang family finally has a daughter-in-law! 】

As soon as she said this, Lang Yan slowly typed a series of question marks.

[It's a wolf Yan:? ? ?What the hell is the daughter-in-law?Do you have any misunderstanding about her gender?It's better to count on me than to expect her to bring you a daughter-in-law. With her straight steel man appearance, she might run away in anger someday. 】

[Ms. Yi is a super star: Pull it down, you dress like a pheasant every day, you may run away with the little gay one day, and the water splashed by your married daughter, don't count on it. 】

Lang Yan: "..." My mother...

　I suddenly thought of a very interesting thing. I majored in fashion design, and there are very few boys in our major. There may not be one in each class. The boys are all mixed with other majors.

　　I have a male teacher in a professional class who said that when he was in school, he would do his homework every night in a sneaky way, and he would close the bed curtain as soon as he got home. Do something shameful...

　　On a dark and stormy night, his male roommates finally couldn't hold back their curiosity, they crept closer and pulled the bed curtain——

　　I saw him secretly knitting a scarf on the bed...

　　The macho roommate: "..." has a complicated face.jpg
　　Professional class teacher: "...you listen to my explanation..."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)