Scheming Daddy Pets Mommy

the second day.

"Oh, look at the color of your scarf. Who did you knit it for?" The woman with gold wire frame glasses picked her eyebrows at her colleagues and joked.

The female colleague was a little embarrassed by the woman, blushed, held the half woven scarf on her chest, and said in a shy whisper, "boyfriend."

As soon as they heard it was for their boyfriend, the female colleagues in the office came up one after another, smelling the rotten smell of love and filled with citric acid.

Ning Muchen sat in his seat and quietly craned his neck to the other side to listen to their discussion.

Christmas is coming. She wants to find a way to spend a meaningful Christmas for AO Jingmo. After all, this is the first Christmas for two people.

"Hi! What are you doing? "

Ning Muchen, who was eavesdropping, was frightened by Tong Yiyi. He saw that Chu Lai complained and hit her twice: "Yiyi, how can you walk without a sound? It scared me to death."

With that, Ning Muchen looked around again to make sure that no one else had found him.

Embarrassed, Tong Yi smiled. As soon as she found Ning Muchen jumpy, she couldn't help looking at it along her line of sight and asked curiously, "what are you looking at?"

"Nothing, nothing." Ning Muchen grabbed Tong Yiyi's arm, pulled her to her seat, smiled covertly and changed the topic: "how did you come here?"

"Oh, I almost forgot my business." Tong Yi patted her forehead and then smiled: "Mu Chen, let's buy wool."

Ning Muchen looked at the group of colleagues who were still discussing. He thought he had just peeked and was found. He quickly refused: "no, I won't go. I can't knit."

"No," Tong Yi, seeing Ning Muchen's refusal, quickly grabbed her arm and seduced her: "you see, you and AO have been together for so long, and people have done so much for you. Don't you take advantage of Christmas to pay back? Besides, he was so handsome yesterday. "

Ningmu morning is silent.

Does he need it?

After thinking about it in her heart, she has never had Christmas or given gifts to men, so it seems that she can't take anything except weaving a scarf by herself. Moreover, Ao Jingmo's things are mostly customized, and he doesn't like what she bought.

Therefore, under his own psychological attack and defense and Tong Yiyi's coercion and inducement, Ning Muchen still went to the boutique with her.

After they chose their favorite colors, Ning Muchen simply took Tong Yi back to Ao's house because they couldn't knit scarves.

Two people sat on the sofa, facing a pile of messy wool in their hands, and their minds had long been in a mess.

"Oh, why is it so difficult to knit a scarf? I won't knit it!" Tong Yi threw the messy thread ball aside, moved it, pointed to a big lump on Ning Muchen's arm and laughed: "ha ha, Muchen, you're worse than mine. I'm laughing to death!"

Angrily threw the wool away. Ning Muchen tooted his mouth and said wrongly, "I said don't do this thing. You have to do it. It's silly."

Even if he is so embarrassed, Ning Muchen still gives himself a good excuse to block his girlfriend's damaged mouth.

Tong Yi pulled the wool on the sofa sadly, "I didn't know it was so difficult. I don't think others woven it very well."

"Knitting scarves is something that high school students do. It's really not suitable for professional women like us."

Ning Muchen found a step for them, and Tong Yi nodded with the dog leg.

As soon as housekeeper Ou entered the door, he saw this scene of two people worrying about a pile of wool.

Looking at the color of the wool in Ning Muchen's hand, he knew who it was woven for. He walked over with a smile, took the needle and thread from her hand, and whispered, "this kind of hand woven scarf is an old skill. You won't be normal. After all, it's mechanized production now."

While talking, housekeeper Ou's wool has slipped a lot. The two needles that always fight in Ning Muchen's hand are also honest, and they weave a trace of appearance in a short time.

Ning Muchen and Tong Yi looked at housekeeper ou with admiration, and their hearts fell to the ground.

Ning Muchen looked at the skillful technique of housekeeper ou with envy and begged: "Uncle ou, can you teach us? We also want to learn weaving."

Housekeeper Ou looked at them, and Tong Yi nodded wildly.

The European housekeeper smiled and handed the needle and thread in his hand to Ning Muchen again: "it's hard to say. As long as you want to learn, madam, of course I'm willing to teach."

Hearing this, the two men screamed with joy.

Housekeeper Ou looked at the two people like children. The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and his eyes were full of kindness.

Under the careful teaching of housekeeper ou, Ning Muchen and Tong Yiyi have been able to weave simple patterns.

Unconsciously, Ning Muchen's scarf has only ended, and Christmas Eve has come.

After work in the afternoon, Ning Muchen came out of the company. The cold wind blew. She couldn't help tightening her tight woolen coat.

Walking on the road, the cold air gradually invaded her whole body from her lower leg. Unexpectedly, she felt numb.

It seems that winter is really here.

Thinking, Ning Muchen got a taxi and hurried home.

Today's Christmas Eve, she will personally make a cake to surprise Ao Jingmo, and the scarf is only finished. She will knit it before Christmas.

At the place, Ning Muchen quickly wrapped up his clothes and ran to the house.

It was cold and hot. The indoor heating made her dizzy, but she still put down her bag and began making cakes.

After the cake sat down, Ning Muchen cooked a few more dishes and sat at the dinner table waiting for AO Jingmo to come back. But as time passed, she raised her chin with both hands and listened to the ticking of the clock, but there was still no figure of the person she expected at the door.

"Nothing will happen? Or is the company too busy to forget what day it is today? Or is he just Christmas Eve? "

After imagining countless possibilities in my heart, Ning Muchen gradually couldn't sit still. Waiting without news was the most uncomfortable.

"Teng" stood up. Ning Muchen took off his apron and said to himself, "I'd better go to the company to rest assured."

After a brief explanation with housekeeper ou, she asked the family driver to take her out to find Ao Jingmo.

When she went out again, there were small snowflakes in the sky. She couldn't help but be stunned.

She likes snowy days best. If she can walk in the snow with AO Jingmo

Thinking, Ning Muchen raised a smile at the corners of her mouth.

"Stop!"

Eyes inadvertently see a person. Ning Muchen makes a noise and asks the driver to stop the car, but when she comes down, the person has already got on the bus.

How could that man be so like Ao Jingmo? But how could Ao Jingmo go by bus?

Looking at the drifting bus, she still couldn't let go of her doubts. Standing on the roadside, she took out her mobile phone and wanted to dial Ao Jingmo, but she didn't expect him to call in first.

"Hey, Mr. Ao, where are you?" Ning Muchen asked as soon as he opened his mouth.

"I'm almost home. Come back, too. It's cold outside."

"Oh."

Ning Muchen answered, but he couldn't let go of the man just now.

Is he him or not?