Chapter 230: The collapse of defense

A strand of green silk on the front of the left forehead was neat, except for the rest of the hair, which was properly coiled on the back of the head when the big commander was at Jingyu's house, still maintaining his usual hair style. At this moment, she lowered her head, paired the two pieces of fabric together, and used a thin silver steel needle to fight.
I don't know how long it took, and I got another shot. Her mature, charming and serious face lit up with joy.
'finished! ’There was a cry in my heart, and my tight shoulders were relaxed, ‘If I want to do it, I can do it well. She was a little proud and turned the side where the stitch was exposed to the inside and lifted it up and looked at her smile stiffly.
The clothes are very small, not much bigger than the slap of an adult man, obviously for children about one or two years old. It's just that she didn't say how the two sleeves were sewed together in the clothes she made, and the length was not the same.
"Cough!" She put down her clothes. "For the first time, it's not bad to be able to do this." Quietly, he comforted himself, and when he looked at Qinger, he became ashamed and admired.
Qing'er's kneeling posture shows the tenderness of the mother and the elegance of the woman. On her side, neatly stacked five small clothes that should not have existed before, just finished when Da Siming finished one.
Da Siming couldn't help but take those few pieces over, and upon looking at it, he saw that he was very different from himself. No matter which one is, the fine stitches are not messy, and even the gap of the sword of each stitch is visible to the naked eye. Oh my god, how much concentration did she have? Da Siming only felt that she had sewed one piece and she had sore neck pain. Even the eyes are dry.
"Huh? Sister, are you ready?" Qing'er was attracted by her movements and asked with a smile.
Da Siming unnaturally hid the one he made behind him, "yes, not yet."
What she has to do is actually very simple. Just stitch together the trimmed parts of Qinger as instructed. At first, she underestimated her, thinking that although her martial arts were temporarily unavailable, her eyesight and concentration were still there. After all, practicing martial arts, both of which are indispensable. But the result was completely different from what she thought. If it were not for her face, she might stop halfway.
"Oh." Qing'er's attention returned to the piece of clothing she was sewing. "If there is a need for me, please don't be polite. Thank you so much, I am willing to help me make clothes for children. "" While she was talking, she kept moving. There was nothing wrong with the needle, and it was judged as a "magic skill" by Dai Siming.
"Don't thank me." Dai Siming smiled bitterly, ‘if you see me doing it, you will never want your child to wear it. ’
Thinking of the child, she thought of herself again. Staying in this house, she is just a woman. And he, the only man in the family, apparently had bad intentions against her as a woman. When can she persist? I'm afraid that one day, she can't escape becoming Qinger's identity?
‘Will I also be pregnant and have children? This point is unimaginable and unacceptable to her in the past. But now, she has already accepted her fate, and thinks it is good to have a child. At least as a woman, that is a hope.
With a sigh, it might be self-deprecating. She took out the little dress she had sewn and decided to take it apart and do it again. Maybe she will have to do it for her children in the future. She can't let children wear unsightly clothes.
At this moment, Dumbo knocked twice, attracting her and Qing'er to look at the door and the door was not closed. He stood by the door with a faint smile. Knocking on the door just told them he was here, and when they looked at him, he had already approached them.
The two women's room was wide open with several windows. In fine weather, the light shines in brightly, and there are birds crying on the branches. They sat on both sides of a low table, and a lot of cloth was placed around the low table. There is a basket on the table, and some needlework is inside.
Jingyu sat in the center of the two of them, close to Qinger's side. Picking up a coat and looking at it, he smiled and said, "You, the child is still eight months old, do you want to make all the clothes she had when she was ten years old?"
"It's not there. It's only two years old here." Qing'er showed a hint of warm memories. "Young Master, you weren't so troubled when you were a kid, so your clothes are not easy to break or stained with dirt. But , Other children are not like you."
"That's the same thing." Jingyu smiled. "But don't you have to do so much now? What about you later? I don't believe you will be idle and don't continue to do it for her."
"But there are other people." Qing'er looked at Jingyu with the look of'Young Master, how can you forget it?' and said,'The young Master is not only Qinger's child here, there will be many things wrong, yes There must be many. Chi Lian, Xue Nu, Sister Rong, and Sister Fu, they will all have children for you, and Qing'er will help."
Da Siming was surprised that no one in the family had told her that Jingyu was raised by Qing'er. The content in the words suddenly involved herself. Rao was that she had just realized the birth of a child, and her face was flushed with shame.
"Good Qinger, you, don't count me." She shouted from Jingyu's eyes.
"That won't work!" Qing'er seriously said: "I'm sure I will help my sister's busy."
auzw.com Da Siming couldn't help crying and laughing, "I'm not saying I won't let you help! No, I mean, you, you" Seeing Jingyu vaguely looked at her and laughed, she He was embarrassed for a moment and glared at him, "You don't get proud, I don't want to give you a baby."
She snorted and turned her head away, a pair of flowers that don't care about his appearance if not counted as red ears.
"I didn't say a word." Jingyu was very satisfied with her reaction, and the woman became more and more like a little woman. He didn't force her too tightly for the time being, lest she run out of the room and make him less fooled. Moreover, he came this time also to find her, "Now, I will tell you to order my sister well in the future."
Da Siming listened to his previous sentence, his body stiffened. He was about to fight back, and he listened to the latter sentence, and he was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer him.
"If you don't speak, that's fine." He even stretched out her hand and shouted for the first time: "Sister Sister."
She found it very shameful that she was happy with this name in her heart. However, she didn't want him to know. After earning his hands, he couldn't let go, and she was temporarily held by him.
"Just whatever you want." She said this to relieve the anger on her face.
"This is the antidote to Xishi Poison." Jingyu put a pill in Da Siming's hand. "You eat it."
Da Siming froze! Even after he let go, he forgot to take back the hand he wanted to take back.
"You, why are you suddenly?"
She didn't know what mood she was at this time. Looking forward to it for so long, when it comes, is it somewhat difficult to accept? Is this how he started to trust himself? Does it mean that you can move freely? No, she did not see such a trace from his face, which made her uneasy and uneasy!
"Tonight, you can go back." Jingyu said, "The person who replaces you will be replaced with you again. It will not let anyone discover that she has not actually done anything suspicious. In addition, You need to keep this secret."
"Is that true?" Da Siming is very strange. Why can't he express this feeling of happiness, "You denied me, reshaped me, and now you have to drive me away again, don't you?" What is heat flow? Hasn't it been too long to be forgotten by yourself?
Tears, the most primitive feelings of mankind, she has not lost.
Stubbornly rubbed her wet cheeks, "I don't eat!" She threw the medicine at him with anger.
Jingyu was a little surprised, a little surprised, and a little happy. Unexpectedly, the line of defense she had built against her was defeated at this moment. He took the pill and was about to say something comforting, and something fell immediately on his shoulder.
Jingyu picked it up and looked at it, "What is this?" Is that a small dress? But it looks really awkward.
He was staring at his boss, and his eyes widened suddenly. Even in this situation, his cheeks were still red. Accompanied by a "return to me", she pounced on Jingyu and overwhelmed him sitting cross-legged.
Jingyu's two arms stretched out in time before she was snatched away by her.
"What do you give you? Is it medicine? Or is that little dress you can't bear to see?" he asked quipped.
"Hate!" She hammered his chest, "Of course it was all for me."
She is up, and he is down, looking at each other. This is a good opportunity, she can crawl over to grab clothes and medicine. But she didn't do that, just wait for him to hand over
"Qing'er, I think I need some time alone with her." Jingyu suddenly turned her head and said to Qing'er who was watching them silently, "I'll find Chi Lian to come and accompany you."
"Huh." Qing'er smiled understandingly. "Be gentle."
..