#1199 Day by Day, Day by Day (1)

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Yang Zimei blushed, and handed over the hat in her hand, "This is the first hat I've made, because I'm a beginner, so I just made it out of Zhenzi's tablecloth, it's still unfinished, and I'll have it on the street tomorrow. The fabric store goes to buy suitable fabrics, and then makes a new one for you, and now I just want you to see if you like this style, and if you don’t, I will design it again.”

Xuehu glanced at the hat, and then landed on her red and swollen fingers.

He reached out and pulled her hand over, looking at her needle-filled fingers with heartache in his eyes.

"Acupuncture?"

He took her hand and breathed lightly on it.

The stinging pain in Yang Zimei's fingers disappeared instantly and returned to its original appearance.

In fact, Yang Zimei herself can use her vitality to help herself recover from these needle-eye wounds.

It's just that I was too eager to come to Xuehu just now and forgot about it.

His warm breath blew on her fingers, itchy and crisp, making Yang Zimei unable to help giggling.

She retracted her hand and said with a smile, "It's just some needle sticks, it's nothing serious."

"But it also hurts."

Xuehu held the hat in his hand, as if he was holding the most precious thing in the world, "Don't do it again, I already like it very much."

"No way, Xuehu, the material of this hat is terrible, and the color doesn't match your temperament. Now that I'm skilled, I'll make another one for you, and it won't prick your fingers anymore."

Yang Zimei hurriedly wanted to grab the hat back.

Xuehu hid the hat in his storage ring urgently, "It was already given to me by you, you can't take it back. You don't have to make it for me, I treasure this hat, you will arrive tomorrow. Buy me one at will on the street and wear it. As long as you buy it, I will not dislike it."

"All right!"

Yang Zimei had to agree.

Even though she can thread a needle now, she still doesn't have Sadako's craftsmanship and can make a hat beautiful.

Since Xuehu has asked himself to buy it, let's buy it.

Isn't this exactly what you want?

Just thinking about it, the phone rang, and it was actually Long Zhutian's call from the United States.

"Day by day—"

She happily connected the phone.

"Mei Mei, what are you doing now? Are you sleeping?"

Long Zhutian asked.

"I didn't sleep, I made a hat for Xuehu and gave it to him."

"Xuehu? That little fox is back?"

Perhaps due to the lover's natural sensitivity, Long Zhutian's expression changed immediately.

"Yes, when I was in Huangcun, I met him, and he came back from the catastrophe, but his head was scorched by Thor, so I made a hat for him."

Yang Zimei replied.

"How does a fox wear a hat? Just grab a piece of cloth and wrap it around it."

Long Zhutian said with a bit of jealousy, "You haven't even made a hat for me, how can you make it for him first? No way!"

Yang Zimei sweated, "You don't need this, do you?"

"Yes! Why don't I? The sun in America is too strong, and I have to get a hat too!"

"Can't you buy one on the street? You know, I'm not good at sewing. When I learned to make hats with Sadako just now, my fingers were pricked several times. Do you still have the heart to let me? Are your fingers stabbed again?"

Yang Zimei said with a coquettish tone.

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