his little milk apricot

Chapter 116 What are you reading?
The pain on her fingers brought Yaoxing's consciousness back bit by bit.

She was calm and rational, and did not lose her temper with Xie Yinlan.

Because she felt that Xie Yinlan might just not know the meaning of giving a handkerchief, or he might just be too worried that she would prick her finger with a needle, or she might just really not like handkerchiefs.

However, no matter what the reason was, she still deliberately wanted to provoke him: "Forget it if you don't want it, anyway, there are a lot of people who want it. Awang's birthday is April 4th, I will embroider a piece for him."

Xie Yinlan: "..."

Xie Yinlan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in her heart: "Do you think it's appropriate to give a handkerchief to your brother?"

Yaoxing casually wiped away the blood on her fingertips and said disapprovingly: "Is there anything inappropriate?"

Xie Yinlan: "Do you know what it meant in ancient times when girls gave boys handkerchiefs?"

Yao Xing's heart trembled, and she pretended to be confused: "What does it mean?"

Xie Yinlan stared deeply into her eyes through the video: "I miss you."

Yaoxing: "..."

It turns out he understands.

But he said he didn't like it and didn't want it.

Yao Xing's heart suddenly tightened, and she really felt a little uncomfortable. When she spoke again, her voice was obviously filled with anger: "Then this is more appropriate. Let him know how much I, as a sister, miss you every day. he."

Xie Yinlan: “…………”

Why did he suddenly feel regretful? How should he tactfully reiterate to his wife that he actually really wanted her to embroider a handkerchief for him.

Xie Yinlan was possessive again, but she said seriously: "I said it's not appropriate, it's not appropriate. Since ancient times, no sister would embroider a handkerchief for her brother. And if you really want to embroider one as a gift, then I can do it reluctantly. Take it. You won't be able to poison others by spreading your sentiments everywhere."

Yaoxing: "..."

Yaoxing's mood suddenly became clear again. Although Xie Yinlan's words showed reluctance, she just fell in love with him even more. This feeling of "she said no, but her body was honest".

"Okay," Yao Xingya said reluctantly: "The embroidery is so ugly, I can only give it to you."

Xie Yinlan chuckled, feeling gradually happy: "Then go to bed early."

Shaking Xingzhi straightened the phone: "You sent a video here just to urge me to go to bed?"

That's not entirely true. He missed her so much that he wanted to take a look at her to relieve his lovesickness.

But Xie Yinlan did not answer like this. Instead, he said lightly: "By the way, check the post."

The corner of Yaoxing's mouth couldn't help but turn up. Xu liked him very much for checking the post: "Did you find any problems, Mr. Xie?"

Xie Yinlan's eyes were full of favor, and he answered unexpectedly: "Yes."

"What's the problem?" Yaoxing put the handkerchief aside and looked at him seriously.

Xie Yinlan was in the study room at the moment, pressing her long fingers on the title page of the book, looking fiercely at Yaoxing across the screen: "I found that after not seeing each other for a few days, Mrs. Xie seems to have made her Mr. Xie even more addicted."

Yaoxing: "..."

So coquettish.

Yao Xing's ears turned red all of a sudden.

Finally, in order to divert her attention, she glanced at the books on his desk: "What are you reading?"

"Philosophy of life." Xie Yinlan replied calmly.

Yaoxing thought it was literal, so she didn't delve into it that much: "Oh, then you should go to bed early."

After saying that, raise your fingertips and prepare to end the video call.

Xie Yinlan suddenly said again: "Next time, try the office."

"What?" Yaoxing didn't respond.

"It's nothing." Xie Yinlan closed the yellow book: "I just suddenly want you to endorse the Mystic Series, and I will shoot it in my office."

(End of this chapter)