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Chapter 660 Open the book Ma Dongmei, close the book Ma Dongmei?Exam: Sun Honglei
"If you have learned it, say you have learned it. If you haven't learned it, say you haven't learned it. I won't criticize you."

Nan Song thought for a second, and told the truth.

"I didn't learn."

Shen Du: "."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Nan Song was also depressed.

"That's right, I don't know why it happened like this. I could see clearly when you demonstrated, but when you let go of your hand, my mind went blank."

There was a little grievance in her tone, from Shen Du's perspective, Nan Song's lips were slightly pouted, with an expression of "I really can't figure it out".

She looks more and more cute, I really want to kiss her.

Now that this idea has been moved, there is no reason to give up.

Shen Du leaned close to Nan Song's cheek, coincidentally, she also turned her head at the same time——

"I don't understand the needle—"

Nan Song's voice stopped abruptly.

It was such a coincidence that the lips of the two touched together.

Everything she wanted to say was blocked.

Lip balm is very soft, and there is a hint of sweet rose mint scent.

Haunting in Shen Du's breath, it was extremely seductive.

Nan Song's hand holding the object trembled slightly.

After a pause of about five seconds, Shen Du finally started to move, his big hand slowly circled behind Nan Song's waist, rubbing it lightly.

Nan Song was tickled by him, and stretched out his hand to push him away a little.

Knowing that he was the one who suffered in the end, Shen Du didn't resist like before, and stepped back a little.

Nan Song's cheeks and lips were flushed, and a pair of sparkling eyes shone brightly under the light.

Looking at each other, she suddenly punched Shen Du on the shoulder.

"What kind of teacher are you? You start playing hooligans when you're in class."

Shen Du curled his lips, feeling a little funny: "Don't tell me you have no responsibility?"

Being reminded by him, Nan Song remembered the moment when he suddenly turned around just now.

That's true, otherwise, the two of them wouldn't have collided so coincidentally with their mouths.

"The responsibility is half and half, you continue to teach me, don't interrupt."

Shen Du chuckled lightly: "Okay."

"First do the step I taught you just now."

His tone was very serious, completely different from the tone when he was provocative just now.

Nan Song thought in his heart: Switching roles is quite fast.

Holding two needles, she began to carefully recall Shen Du's teaching content in her mind, and then reproduced that step at a very, very, very slow speed.

Nan Song felt a huge sense of accomplishment in an instant.

"I will! I will! Is that so? Is that so?"

She couldn't wait to present her achievements in front of Shen Du, her two beautiful pupils were shining brightly, and three large characters were written on her pretty face——

beg!surface!Yang!
For her small thoughts, Shen Du understood, looked at the stitch she just knit, and nodded: "Well, not bad."

"The next second stitch is different, so watch carefully."

Shen Du demonstrated it to Nan Song.

"Okay, it's your turn again."

Nan Song took the things hesitantly, frowning tightly, fiddling around for a while, but didn't figure out which thread should be threaded.

Shen Du looked at her, and said without fear of death: "You are very similar to that joke now."

"Which one?" Nan Song asked subconsciously.

"Open the book Ma Dongmei, close the book Ma Dongmei? Then open the book Ma Dongmei, close the book Ma Dongmei? Exam, Sun Honglei."

Nan Song: "."

"Are you polite?"

Before Shen Du could speak, Nan Song lost his patience and put the things on the ground: "I won't study anymore."

"Honey, people's energy and IQ are limited. If you don't know how to knit, then you can just buy a small hat for your baby to wear."

Nan Song turned his head and looked into his eyes: "Well, I think what you said is very reasonable. Since you have learned it, then you come to weave. You must weave this hat."

"."

Originally, Shen Du just wanted to comfort her with those words, but in the end, he even tricked himself into it? ? ?

"But... I'm not very interested in this."

Nan Song snorted lightly: "I don't care if you're interested, knit for me, and don't sleep if you can't finish knitting!"

After saying this, she picked up the two needles and the ball of thread and stuffed them into Shen Du's arms, then got up and went to bed and lay down.

Shen Du was left alone to sit on the spot and reflect silently.

What did he do wrong?
Why did you become a tool man from a spectator?
Shen Du weighed the things in his hands, and felt that it wasn't too difficult, so he agreed without hesitation.

"Okay, I will weave."

Nan Song, who was lying on the bed, was already playing with his mobile phone. Hearing what Shen Du said, he immediately looked over.

The man sitting cross-legged on the carpet has a steady body and a calm expression. His slender and well-articulated fingers are already flying and working.

Shen Du is a person who can multitask at one time, and has a strong ability to deal with problems with multiple cores.

For example, at this moment, his eyes are watching the video on the ipad, and what he is doing is knitting a small hat, but what he thinks in his mind is to choose a suitable time to take Nan Song out to take a group of pregnancy photos.

Nan Song naturally didn't know his mental activities, so for her who saw this scene, she could only be stunned in shock.

What the hell is this treasure man.

Looking at it, she picked up her phone and took a photo of the man who was knitting a hat.

There was no shutter sound, so Shen Du didn't realize that he was secretly photographed.

After filming, Nan Song quickly clicked on Weibo and posted a post.

Accompanying text——

[I've known you for so many years, but I didn't know that you still have this skill. Then, Mr. Shen will take care of all the baby's small hats, scarves, and small clothes in the future. (dog head)]

Less than 5 minutes after sending it out, Nan Song clicked in and found that there were already many comments.

[Xing Xing Xing Xing Tang: Let's just say, the first time I saw a big president who can knit, I was totally shocked. 】

[Bauhinia and Campanulaceae: Ma Ma, I am promising, I actually found a treasure, CEO! 】

[Wolf and full moon: Judging from the color of the wool, I have a bold idea that the baby should be a boy, a guess, not necessarily correct. (dog head)]

When Nan Song saw this comment, he subconsciously looked towards Shen Du.

The wool is blue, but when she placed the order online, she didn't intend to buy blue, and she had no preference. Because of the difficulty in choosing, she noted that the seller would send the color randomly.

That's why the blue color is purely coincidental, and there is no story.

But judging from the dog man's ardent hope for a daughter, it seems that he can't lead the topic to this.

At this time, Shen Du suddenly spoke.

"Let's go to the studio to take pictures tomorrow."

Nan Song was a little puzzled: "What kind of photo are you taking?"

"Pregnancy photos."

(End of this chapter)