Cao Ziyi certainly did not know what Yange thought.

In the evening, I ate a bowl of noodles cooked by Yange himself, and Yange helped him undress and bathe.

He was overwhelmed by the happiness of floating in the clouds. Before he got out of the bath barrel, he took the song in and tossed it.

This night, it was ** repeated.

The feeling of holding a woman's tender body to sleep is too beautiful. Cao Zixi woke up in the morning and touched the person in her arms without thinking of getting up.

Still, Yange was awakened by his hand and asked him, "Are you leaving?"

Cao Zixi nodded.

Yange got up and put on a new coat from the cabinet and handed it to Cao Ziyu: "I did it by myself. How about putting it on?"

Cao Ziyi hadn't worn it yet, and immediately said, "It looks good, it's good, it's good."

He hadn't expected that a young lady like Yan Ge who would hold a pen would really make clothes.

Holding the clothes and smirking for a while, put on the old clothes again: "You did such a good job, I will save this clothes, and take it out when I get old."

Yan Ge saw him silly, and reached out and touched his bald head: "Wear it, I'll do it for you later."

Cao Zizhen immediately felt very distressed and said, "Don't do it, don't do it. Your tender hand, what needle and thread do you need, don't do it in the future."

Yan Ge has turned around, and pulled out a knitted hat from the cabinet and handed it to Cao Ziyi: "This is also for me, weaving, Weixiang said that this is the latest popular weaving method, how about it?"

No matter what the knitting method is, Cao Zizhen looked at this green hat, and his smile froze.

"The color is also beautiful. The green and green-like vitality of the tree leaves was specially selected by me. Subsense also said that the color is very beautiful. I am proud of my vision. I also knitted it for myself. How about it?"

Holding a proud and proud woman, Cao Ziyan swallowed again in his throat.

He felt that Mixiang had a misunderstanding about him, so she had to take time to talk to that girl.

My girl was so badly damaged by that girl, really, what kind of vision does that girl introduce to her so green ...

Yange has put on his hat on Cao Ziyu's head: "Does it feel the right size?"

The expression of the song with a throbbing look, his eyes were clearly waiting for Cao Zizhen's praise.

He couldn't refuse this beautiful little face.

So he reluctantly smiled and said, "It's appropriate."

Yan Song: "Do you want to see?"

Cao Ziya has a toothache. What's so nice about a green hat? No, he had to check whether the woman really gave him a green hat in these two days.

Mother, put on this hat, he always has the illusion of a green head.

Every minute I want to tear this hat off.

With a toothache, he hummed under Yange's big eyes for praise: "It looks good."

Yange insisted: "Do you like it?"

Cao Ziyi finally could not bear it, and weakly refuted: "If the color is stable again, I will actually prefer it. To be honest, this green always makes me have a kind of weird feeling."

He didn't wait for the words to speak, he said euphemistically, voicing: "That, the word green hat is actually not very good. Most men are actually sensitive to green hats."

Yange: "This way, you don't like it, then forget it."

She tore off the green hat on Cao Zi's hoe.