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Chapter 152 Damn willingly

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    His expression became more and more ugly, and Zhiyun immediately changed the subject, "You probably can't wear Zhifei's clothes. Besides, Zhifei can't bring clothes up now, so I'll sew them for you with needle and thread. Don't dislike it."  That¡¯s it.¡±

    ¡°I don¡¯t dislike those who are good at sewing.¡±

    As soon as he finished speaking, he took off the shirt he was wearing and handed it to Zhiyun.

    ?Looking at the unobstructed view of the beautiful scenery in front of you.

    Zhiyun: ""

    There is still warmth on the shirt in your hand.

    Zhiyun couldn't help but smell it. It was completely subconscious. It had a very refreshing mint smell and it smelled good.

    As soon as he raised his head, he met Han Qingrang's hot gaze. Zhiyun's face froze and he quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to smell it. After sewing the buttons, I can wash them for you. Anyway, they are dry."  Dry machine.¡±

    Han Qing asked her with a strong smile in his eyes: "Then, do you smell anything?"

    Zhiyun wanted to shake his head, but finally said: "Well, it smells very good, just like yours."

    This answer is definitely correct.

    Sure enough, it pleased him very accurately.

    Then he slowly approached her, Zhiyun stepped back, and he continued to approach, pressing her against the closet door, "Zhizhi, you can smell me carefully to see if it's the smell you like."

    Zhiyun: ""

    Aiya, I go!  !

    Dr. Han¡¯s duality completely shattered her outlook on life.

    "Stop it, good boy, put on some clothes quickly. It won't be good if you catch a cold later. I'll sew buttons for you, and you just wait for me." She pushed him away and went to the drawer to find needle and thread.

    These needles and threads were kept in the drawer by the knitting mother.

    I wanted to take the time to teach her about female beauty, but I couldn't find the time. The original owner didn't want to touch these things. When I took it out of the drawer, it was still a brand new sewing box.

    Zhiyun has done needlework once or twice, once for embroidery, and once for sewing a doll for a little girl in an orphanage.

    Picking up needlework is not new to me.

    Picking up the button, she moved quickly and it took only a few minutes to sew it up, but it was far from the original. She thought that as long as the button didn't fall off, it would be fine.

    "alright."

    She put down her sewing box and came over with the shirt.

    Han Qingrang was wearing a windbreaker. He watched her for how long she sat there sewing.

    The moment she put the needle in, he knew in his heart that this piece of clothing would become a precious part of him, because it was a piece of clothing that Zhizhi had sewn the buttons with his own hands.

    Taking over the shirt, he took off his clothes and changed in front of her.

    Just button up

    Han Qingrang sat down and sat on the edge of the bed, tapping the quilt with his fingertips: "Zhizhi, come here and button it for me."

    Zhiyun, who was packing up her sewing box, turned around and asked, "Do you want my help with the buttons?"

    "Yeah." The smile on his face was harmless.

    Zhiyun had no choice but to put away the sewing box and come over to buckle it for him.

    ¡°Well, you stand up, it¡¯s easier to buckle when you stand up.¡±

    Han Qingrang was reluctant, and there was urgency in his tone: "Zhiwei, hurry up."

    With this look, he really wanted to be beaten up to relieve his anger.

    How can you be so squeamish!

    But she was willing to pamper him.

    This damn willing one.

    Suddenly I realized that what I was looking for was not my boyfriend, but my ancestors

    No way, you have to rely on it.

    Zhiyun sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to button his shirt.

    When he buckled it, his neck lifted slightly, revealing his raised Adam's apple, which was clearly visible floating up and down.

    Then, he slowly put his elbows on the quilt, tilted his neck, and slightly opened his thin red lips

    Obviously it is just a buckle, but he shows a very enjoyable expression  (Remember the website of this site: www.hlnovel.com
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