Doted on, the president entangled with his little sweet wife

Chapter 33 Angry!
"Well, well, try it and see if you like it." Song Xiaoya saw him coming in, immediately put down the things in her hands, and handed him the knitted scarf.

After Jiang Beichen took it, he glanced at it with disgust, frowned and commented, "Why are you so ugly?"

When Song Xiaoya heard this, she was almost spurred to spit out a mouthful of blood. She had been busy in the evening until now and did it now. After such a waste of effort, he still thinks it's ugly!
I feel very tired in an instant, is there any reason?

"Give it back to me if you don't want it." She stood up and wanted to snatch it over, but the difference in height between the two was too big, Jiang Beichen raised her hand, and she couldn't even reach it by jumping!

"It's so ugly, why don't people say it?" He smiled at her jokingly.

"Don't you think you're ugly? Then give it back to me!" She gritted her teeth angrily.

"But it belongs to me now." After finishing speaking, Jiang Beichen shamelessly hung the scarf around his neck, swearing his sovereignty.

Song Xiaoya looked at him casually hanging around his neck, and laughed, "You've never used a scarf before, how could you wear it like this?"

In Jiang Beichen's memory, he had never used a scarf, this was the first time.

"I haven't worn it." Jiang Beichen replied very simply, and then looked down at the long scarf, and felt that it was indeed a bit unattractive.

"So it's not that my scarf is ugly, but that you haven't used it at all, so you have no aesthetics." Song Xiaoya smiled again.

Jiang Beichen didn't refute, but looked at the smile on her face with admiration.

It's fine if it's used to look handsome, but it won't keep warm at all, she shook her head, "You can't even use a scarf, really... tsk tsk..."

Jiang Beichen frowned, is she despising him?
"As long as you know how to do it, you can help me wear it." He glanced at her, and then said to her in a commanding tone.

Song Xiaoya didn't notice anything wrong, she nodded kindly, and then walked up to him, "Okay, this time I'll tie it for you, you have to remember it so that you can keep warm..."

She stretched out her hands and raised them upwards to help him straighten the scarf around his neck, adjusting it carefully from side to side.

Jiang Beichen lowered his height slightly, then stared at her small face with bright eyes, and felt a sudden urge to kiss her in his heart.

Involuntarily, he slowly lowered his head and approached her.

However, before he succeeded, Song Xiaoya had already patted his scarf, nodded in satisfaction, and took a step back, "Well, that's right, I'll tie it like this from now on, remember?"

Paired with his suit, it looks decent and generous, and it can keep out the cold and keep warm. It has both appearance and connotation, prefect!

A person like Jiang Beichen who wants to be tall and good-looking and good-looking is taken here to stop here, and he will kill those models in the magazine in seconds.

Jiang Beichen's falling face froze, and he stepped back in embarrassment, touching the tied scarf with his hand.

Song Xiaoya was the first person to knit a scarf for him by herself, and this kind of warmth melted his heart.

After Song Xiaoya helped him tie the scarf, she went back to the sofa and continued knitting another scarf.

Jiang Beichen walked over and saw that the shape of her knitting was also like a scarf. Not only did he have some doubts, he asked her, "What is this?"

Do you want to give him two scarves so that he can rotate them?Well, yes, this girl is quite self-conscious.

"Scarf!"

"For whom?"

"It's for my brother. I see that there is still a lot of wool left, and I think it's a pity to throw it away, so I plan to knit another one." Song Xiaoya didn't think there was any problem, and answered naturally.

Jiang Beichen's complexion immediately darkened, and he felt jealous for a while, very upset.

"Do you like knitting scarves so much?" He suppressed the anger in his heart and continued to ask her.

"I can't say I like it, it's just to pass the time. And every time I finish knitting a thing, I will feel a little happiness, maybe it's a sense of accomplishment." Song Xiaoya looked at the scarf around his neck, and then looked at it again. Looking at the semi-finished product in his hand, he smiled with satisfaction and continued to work.

This kind of simple hand-knitting is like doing fashion design. Seeing that my work is useful to others, I will feel a little excited in my heart.

"Sense of accomplishment?" Jiang Beichen whispered.

"Yeah, it's the sense of accomplishment. What's the matter? Is there something wrong?" Seeing him a little strange, Song Xiaoya raised her head and looked at him suspiciously.

Jiang Beichen glanced at her instead, put away the gloom on his face, and then added a smile that was not a smile.

This inexplicable smile made Song Xiaoya's heart tighten, and she had a premonition that something bad was about to happen.

Sure enough, Jiang Beichen suddenly sat down beside her, and then stretched out his hand to her.

Song Xiaoya was taken aback, and quickly moved back a little.

With a stretch of Jiang Beichen's long arm, he snatched away the scarf she was knitting.

"Song Xiaoya, you are my wife. From now on, you can only knit scarves or other things for me. Do you understand?" With a casual wave, he threw the scarf that was about to take shape into the trash inside the barrel.

The movements are coherent and done in one go, without any hesitation, very domineering and decisive.

Song Xiaoya didn't expect him to do this, she was taken aback for a moment, and then the expression on her face immediately dropped.

"Jiang Beichen, what do you mean?" She was a little angry, and looked at him with her mouth pouted. How can a person be so overbearing, casually throw away other people's things, and say some inexplicable words!
He clearly knew that they were not a real couple, so why would he be so unreasonable?
"What I mean is what you understand. Do you need me to repeat it?" Jiang Beichen said calmly, not caring about her questioning.

"You're going too far, I...I'm quitting!" Song Xiaoya leaned back on the sofa, turned her head to one side, and ignored him.

Feeling anxious in my heart, I stared at the TV with wide eyes, as if I wanted to stare down the people in the TV series.

Why?She will do what he asks her to do, and she can't do what he doesn't ask her to do?

Jiang Beichen looked down at her angry look, knowing that she was angry, but there was nothing he could do about him, so he could only turn his head and put on a show.

Looking at her pouting her mouth, she looks quite cute.

Jiang Beichen suddenly burst out laughing.

(End of this chapter)