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508. The Terrible Needlework

Kahn wandered reluctantly on her pregnant belly and sat back on the sofa.

"I've finished breakfast, you can leave now," said Xiya.

Kahn pretended not to hear it, and changed the subject and said, "By the way, for so many days, why haven't you seen your one accompany you?"

"He's busy." Xiya said indifferently.

"What's more important than your wife and children? Your belly is so big now, so why are he busy?" Kahn said with disagreement.

Thea looked at him with a strange expression, and always felt something strange.

"I'm not angry, why are you angry?"

Kahn smiled calmly, "It's nothing, I just think that man is too irresponsible. It's so hard for you to get pregnant, he didn't even stay by your side with you."

He wanted to know who the man who called that day was, and he actually dared to pretend to be the father of his little husband.

"Yes, I think he is irresponsible, it's so bad, so when the baby is born, I must tell her that her daddy is terrible." Xiya glanced at him and said with a smile.

Kahn, “…”

Why did she feel like she was cursing him in a corner?

How can you destroy his image in front of his little husband?

"Kahn, you said you wanted to be my child's godfather. Is this true?" Xiya asked with her eyes turning.

Kahn's smile froze. Could he say that what he actually wanted to do was his own father?

How can a godfather come from a real dad?

However, according to the current situation, he should just get his godfather's identity for the time being.

"Um."

"Since you want to be a godfather, you have to be sincere." Xiya said without a trace of tricks on him.

Kahn, “What sincerity?”

"Wait."

The corners of the mouth curled lightly, reached out and pulled open the drawer of the table, and took out a box.

"What is this?" Kahn looked at the red box placed on the table in confusion.

Thea smiled mysteriously and opened the box.

"clothing?"

Kahn looked at the small pink dress in the box, which was obviously worn by the baby.

"There is a small animal embroidered on this dress. Since you say you are sincere, you can do it." Xiya took out the small dress and needlework and stuffed it into Kahn's hand.

“…”

Kahn lowered his head stiffly, looked at the clothes and needlework in his arms, and a group of grass and mud horses ran past in his heart.

needlework?

Just kidding, how could he, a big man, do these things?

He looked up at Xiya and discussed, "Xia, why don't you do this, I'll buy you more beautiful little princess dresses."

"It seems you're just talking, not having any sincerity." Xiya said coldly, "Forget it, you'd better go back. Don't come back again, and don't mention anything about your godfather."

"No, I embroider." Kahn said quickly.

Xiya laughed in her heart, but her face remained calm, "Then you just embroider."

Kahn took out the needle and thread and looked at the fine needle in his hand, feeling very sad.

All morning, I could see a man in the living room embroidered with needlework and thread, while the woman next to me was lying on the sofa watching TV, and glanced at the man from time to time, and the smile in her eyes was almost overflowing.

After a long time, when Kahn pricked his finger n times, Siya finally let him go and stopped, "Okay, just embroider here today."

After saying that, she reached out to him.

"Take it, I'll take a look."

Kahn looked down at the little clothes. When he saw the embroidered thing on it, he suddenly felt the urge to throw the little clothes into the trash can.

"Or don't look at it."

Xiya snorted twice, "No, bring it."

Without waiting for him to give it, she started to grab it herself.

Kahn was afraid that she would get angry and dared not compete with her.

Thea sat down, swung her little clothes open, and looked closely.

Forehead……

What the hell is this?

A centipede?

Or a caterpillar?

Kahn lowered his head, feeling nervous.

Thea looked up at him, her lips trembled, "Carn, can you tell me what this "masterpiece" you embroidered?"

Sorry, she was so clumsy that she really couldn't appreciate what the embroidery was.

"Ahem!" Kahn clenched his fists and coughed a few times, facing the disgust in her eyes, and was quite embarrassed. "For the first time, it would be great if I could embroider this way."

The supreme embroidery has been embroidered.

"Karn, don't explain if your hands are broken. If you can sew your sleeves to the buttons, that's really a genius." Xiya complained.

This dress was ruined.

"I'll buy you a new one tomorrow." Kahn lowered his head dejectedly.

"Forget it, it's just a piece of clothing." Xiya put the little clothes aside, and said nothing.

Kahn raised his head suddenly and looked at her with a serious look on his face, "Don't worry, I will practice well when I go back, and I will come over to embroider the clothes tomorrow."

“…”

Come tomorrow?

The corners of the eyes twitched.

She originally planned to make things difficult for him and let him leave automatically if he was impatient. Now it feels like she is causing trouble for herself.

"Then there is no need, you don't have to be so serious." She waved her hand and said.

"No, I must embroider a piece of clothing for the child." Kahn stood up and said firmly.

"I'll go back to practice first, and I'll come over tomorrow."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

"Hey, you--"

Xiya looked at his back with some laughter and cry. Why did this person look like he was injected with chicken blood?

She turned her eyes to look at the little clothes on the sofa and burst into laughter.

She raised her hand and stroked her stomach, and she stopped smiling, "Little beauty, look at your clumsy hands. You must be more clever in the future and don't inherit this clumsy gene."

The next day, early morning.

Jian Qing and his group had to leave early, while Quan Yimo and others would have to wait for another day or two before they could return to the capital.

Zhan Mingyan also got up early to see Jian Qing off. The cool breeze blew her face red, and she looked into the plane with a dark light.

"Ming Yan, what are you looking at?" Jian Qing's eyes flashed with a clear smile and asked knowingly.

Zhan Mingyan came to her senses and shook her head and said, "No."

"We'll leave first, let's contact you if you have time." Jian Qing patted her shoulders, afraid of her and said.

She nodded, "I'll go find you again when I return to the capital."

"good."

Jian Qing pulled Quan Jingwu over, and the two of them got on the plane first.

As for Bai Jue, he was late and he was holding an apple in his hand.

"Goodbye at the airport."

He waved his claws and smiled with his lips.

"Oh, no, we probably won't see each other again."

Zhan Mingyan bit her lip lightly, and for the first time he was not angry that he called her to go to the airport.

Bai Jue had just stepped on the steps of the plane, and Yu Guang saw her depressed look with her head down, and was stunned for a moment.

What's going on? Did he really make me cry?

"Hey, airport, what's wrong with you?"

"Will Zhan Mingyan die if you call me once?" Zhan Mingyan took a deep breath and roared at him.
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