Back to the farmhouse: the hunter lady is beautiful and charming

Chapter 234 Does it still hurt?
However, Shen Feiyan realized that what Liu Xigui said was probably true. He might really have been a bad kid when he was young, so what made him better?
For the first time, she realized that she didn't know anything about the person next to her pillow.

Maybe even when I first met him, the good guy I thought was just my own idea, maybe he wasn't that kind of person.

Disappointed?
No.

I'm just a little curious, what kind of person was he when he was a child, is he really as harmless as he appears on the surface now?

The room was silent for a while.

Liu Xigui walked up to Shen Feiyan, looked into her eyes and asked warmly, "Did I scare you just now?" After a pause, he continued, "You never have to be afraid of me."

"I won't hurt you."

Shen Feiyan shook her head.

"No."

Liu Xigui hummed again, not sure if he believed it or not.

Shen Feiyan changed the subject.

"Since you are reluctant to throw away this dress, let me mend it for you. What pattern do you like? How about I embroider bamboo at the hole?"

Before Liu Xigui could answer, he shook his head first.

"never mind."

"So many people are embroidering bamboo on their clothes. It's not creative at all, and it's too bad. I'll embroider pandas for you. They're cute and unique!"

At least not this day and age.

Fearing that Liu Xigui would feel ashamed if the news spread, he looked at him anxiously and said, "I want to see you in panda clothes, at worst, if you don't wear them out, just show me them in your own home."

"In a few days, I will go to the cloth shop to cut a few batches of cloth and make you some clothes with my own hands. Anyway, I live in the town, and people will laugh at you if you wear too old clothes."

Liu Xigui didn't care if others laughed or not.

But still agreed.

He wanted to wear the clothes she made with her own hands.

"Hard work lady."

Shen Feiyan's ears turned red.

"What thanks do you have between husband and wife?"

Can't help self-examination.

"Someone else's wife may think of making clothes for her husband in the first month of marriage, but I didn't realize this until today, when your clothes are all torn. Just don't think I'm not virtuous."

Before getting married, especially after being influenced by modern women's strong, independent, and free ideas of the new era, Shen Feiyan disdains being a virtuous wife.

But if she marries a man she likes and wants to spend her whole life with, she will willingly be a virtuous wife, and very much hopes that she can play this role well.

Liu Xigui handed over the sewing basket.

"It's getting late today, let's sew tomorrow when I'm free."

"Beware of hurting your eyes."

Shen Feiyan obediently groaned, watched the man dig out a set of clean clothes from the closet, then turned around and went out to take a shower in the bathroom next door.

There was a trace of doubt in my heart.

Why didn't he just follow his own words?Could it be that she really felt that she was not virtuous enough?
It was not yet dark.

Shen Feiyan didn't feel sleepy anymore, so she simply got out of bed and lit two oil lamps, which illuminated the whole bedroom very brightly. Then, holding the show frames and clothes, she sat on the embroidery bench and mended them one by one.

After sewing, it is time to embroider the panda pattern on it. Embroidery is a delicate job, and it cannot be completed in a short while, at least two days.

She wasn't impatient at all.

There is still a surge of anticipation in my heart. When I see the clothes he is wearing with patterns embroidered by myself stitch by stitch, I will definitely feel a sense of accomplishment.

A shadow blocked her view.

The needle almost pricked her hand, but fortunately the man held her hand holding the needle in time, but her hand was pierced with a bloody hole, and the blood dripped onto Shen Feiyan's hand.

Shen Feiyan was taken aback.

"Why didn't you say something when you showed up?" Before she had time to think about it, she took his pricked finger into her mouth, the same way she handled it when her own finger was pricked.

After a while, I spit it out, and the blood on it finally stopped.

"Does it still hurt?"

Liu Xigui's hand was still in Shen Feiyan's, and he looked down at the woman whose eyes were all about him, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and he didn't say anything about his fingers not only not hurting but also numb.

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

(End of this chapter)